Books Romantic Comedy Novels & Stories

The whole scene seemed to put everything in perspective. I sighed contentedly. I'm happy here. I turned back towards the living room and started watching the TV since I had nothing to do. I scrolled through a few options and clicked on 365 days. It is one of the most romantic movies in the world. I love to watch romance movies. They are so heartwarming and so real. When they happen there is such sincerity in their words, their emotions. The love between couples is almost tangible. I wish I could experience something like that too. But that is not realistic for anyone in my situation. So I watch them instead.

" She thought and shook off her thought. She turned her gaze away which made the staring competition break but Calvin wasn't sure if he should turn his away just like she did. He touched her chin and turned her face to his. He looked her in the eye. It was deep and tense. He chuckled lightly, then wrapped his arm around her waist and carried her to sit on the warm cabinet. He made his forehead touch hers. Still resting his forehead on hers, he moved his hand to touch her neck and he saw the necklace he gave her. Seeing that alone made him blush and he felt special, he captured her lips in his mouth immediately. It was a slow romantic moment, he ran his hand on her back smoothly and sucked on

So, I pick some movie that looks like it won’t be scary. “Rom com. Nice!” Xander says when I make my choice. “What’s rom com?” I ask. “Romantic comedy. No horror, it's a sweet, romantic style movie.” “Oh, I can pick something else, it doesn’t have to be a romance…” I start to say. “It’s fine. 50 First Dates is a good one.” “Okay.” Xander sets us up in his room, pulling his love seat in front of his bed so we could sit and watch the movie rather than laying on his bed which would have been very uncomfortable for me.

The fact that he had dark hair falling onto his forehead, and carried out himself in an easy manner made it appear as though he was at peace, almost tranquil. However what really caught me were his eyes when they became tender upon turning to look at me. I couldn’t help the lazy smile and felt warmth spreading all over my chest. This was no illusion…it was this instant itself sitting together in a cinema hall watching romance comedy movie. For once there was no fear or danger; there were no pack politics, no witches or wars; there were only two of us sitting side by side watching a romantic comedy in the theatre. We are just two people in love with each other trying to be happy despite all o

"It's not funny. Imagine your husband hanging your genitals on the wall for the whole world to see?" "I think it's romantic." "Romantic is when he flies you to Paris. Romantic is when he books the whole restaurant for your first date. Romantic is when he plans a picnic on a sunny Saturday. Romantic is when he cooks your favorite food." She says. "Romantic is not that hideous painting. If that is what you young people call romantic, then romance is dead." Caleb Hunt comes flying down the stairs, wearing simple jeans and a blue sweater. "Honey, I can hear you."

“Then there you go. After dinner, reading time. You two, a couple of books, some wine, and peace. That’s your perfect date right there.” Dominic smiled slightly. “Simple but meaningful. It’s very her — and surprisingly very you.” I felt something warm stir in my chest at that. It did sound right. No grand gestures, no crowded restaurants — just the two of us under the stars, dinner and soft laughter, followed by quiet reading and conversation. “She’d love that,” I said after a moment. “Then it’s settled,” Adrian said, standing up and brushing invisible dust off his jacket. “Operation Romantic Genius is officially a go.”

'They are diabolical! "Well, Colm, what are we watching?" Celly asked. Colm smiled, "I appreciate being included." He slid his arms off the sofa and wrapped them around the girls pulling them close to his sides. "I figured, I should show you both how sophisticated and romantic I am." He smiled. "Let's watch Roman Holiday. I love Audrey Hepburn, or if you ladies prefer romance with some comedy The Princess Bride is a great classic and I'm sure you both will swoon over Wesley and his sword skills." Colm winked at Ang.

“Because this company literally has a ban? Staff isn't supposed to have any romantic relationships with other staff. You know of this rule, fool. Besides, I'm sure these people already put two and two together to know that we are dating.” “You and I both know that the rule is a joke. There are a lot of people married to each other here. I'm sure some people are fucking themselves, even the executives too. But if you insist, we won't do much of that romance shit here at work,” Anthony said with a shrug of his broad shoulders and went around his desk. “Thank you. Anyway, thank you for the flowers. I totally forgot that today was my birthday. All this stress made me forget,” I said.

Then a slow, soft smile spread across his lips- the kind that made him look almost human, almost gentle, even though I knew the darkness still lurked just beneath. “Whatever you want, baby,” he murmured, kissing my forehead. “A movie sounds perfect.” He got up and browsed through the streaming apps on the TV. “What kind do you want? Action? Thriller? Or something soft?” “Romcom,” I said quietly, already changing into my soft silk shorts and a loose top. The fabric felt cool against my still-sensitive skin. I climbed into bed, pulling the blanket over my legs. Tristan chose a popular romantic comedy and dimmed the lights before sliding into bed beside me. He immediately pulled me between his

A sharp bell rang out, echoing through the night. A shrill voice announced, "The time has come. Let the bride enter!" A black carriage, lavishly decorated yet unsettling, rolled in slowly. The door opened, and a bride in a blood-stained wedding dress stepped out gracefully. "Where's my groom?" George hurried over, waving for the puppets to drag me away. He pointed at the players seated at a long table. "My lady, please take a look. Which one do you favor?" The bride lifted her veil. Blood slid down her face like melting wax. Her crimson eyes swept across the crowd. "I'm not satisfied with any of them. Not a single one looks pleasing."