Books Romantic Comedy Novels & Stories

I noticed that Kingston was not beside me. "I stood up and went to the washroom.I collected my toothbrush and brushed my teeth when I was done .I had a quick bath .I guess Kingston already went to work. I came out of the washroom with a towel wrapped around my body and bumped into Kingston who held me preventing me from falling.He was dressed for work.He looked like those sexy CEO in romance novels.He looked really great in his suit.Well Kingston is so handsome and is good at manipulating people like he did to me.

Back then, he had used this trick to win over her heart too. Looking back, she finally realized how stupid she was before. A man’s promise was only a lie. All the romantic gestures were traps to bedazzle the woman’s heart. The corners of her lips twitched into a sardonic smile as she held the bouquet of flowers. Matthew thought success was near upon seeing her smile. Immediately, he did as he had rehearsed before and led her toward the hall that was covered with fresh flowers. He readjusted his emotions, knelt one knee, and held her hands. “Christina, I like you. Be my girlfriend.”

"Uhuh! I looked him up on the internet last night and, my goodness! I wasn't prepared for his beauty. He's so handsome, right?" "Gosh, yeah. He's so perfect." Klaire agreed, zooming out Liam's photo. She was stunned for a few seconds. "How did he get to be so handsome?" "Right? I think I'm in love with him!" She giggled. She was completely blushing. Vince laughed a little, commenting, "Women," "Jeez! You'll never be his cup of tea. A handsome man like him is only for a gorgeous woman." said Ian.

"What kind of movie do you feel like watching?" "I'm up for anything," I said, settling in comfortably. "Comedy, drama, action... it's all good with me." "Well, how about a rom-com?" she suggested, scrolling through the options. "I feel like something light and fun." "Rom-com it is!" I said with a smile. "Let's find something that'll make us laugh." I needed the laughter to cease the tension in my heart. We settled on a feel-good romantic comedy, and as the movie started, Amihan wrapped herself in my arms. I held her tight as my thought wandered afar. What if My mom and Judith succeeded in tearing us apart. Amihan was my life and taking her away would kill me.

Alex grinned. She stared at Alex, teary-eyed. "I love it. Thank you." "It's nothing," he murmured. "You seemed stressed out, and I thought something like this would help you relax." "It is. I already feel de-stressed," Camille laughed lightly. "Then how about we get you even more de-stressed?" He raised an eyebrow, pointing at the wide screen in front of them. "What do you say to romantic comedy?" "I say yes! Romantic comedy is my thing."

I tell her as I shove more into my mouth. She smiles, "Told you." "You love comedy films do you?" I asked while putting another fries on my mouth. She nodded before turning her head back to me and asked. "Dont you? It gives me good vibes when I feel down.” "Comedy movies are good. But romantic flicks are the best." Lindy laughs, “I didn’t know you were into that.” “I love sappy romantic films.” “Doesn’t it bore you?” “Not really, no.”

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

"Really? You'd watch a rom-com with me?" "Don't get used to it," he warned, but he couldn't help smiling at her enthusiasm. "This is a one-time deal." They scrolled through the options, arguing over each title until they settled on a classic romantic comedy. As the opening credits rolled, the familiar scent of her shampoo wafted over him, mingling with the crisp smell of beer. His senses became hyper-aware of her presence beside him.

A moment later, he did the same, leaving just enough space between us to feel the quiet awareness of his presence. We picked out a classic romantic comedy-something light, something that didn't require too much thought. The kind of movie that made you laugh so much, effortlessly. As the scenes played out, we found ourselves laughing at the same moments, unconsciously leaning toward each other. Our shoulders bumped once, then again, but neither of us pulled away. The warmth of the room, the easy comfort between us, the flickering light off that screen-it felt like the kind of evening I hadn't realized I'd been craving. Something simple. Something real.

“That they’re boring as hell?” “I just enjoy true stories, no matter what the subject is.” “So do I,” I reply. “That’s why I like romance. Love is real.” He chuckles into his glass as though he finds that amusing. I glance at him. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Rom-coms are about as far from real life as possible. I bet you’re also the type who reads trashy romance novels.” I stare at him blankly. I think I hate this man. “I do, actually... and if you really want to know, I’m watching Magic Mike XXL after this so I can watch gorgeous men take their clothes off.”