Books That Make You Cry Romance Novels & Stories

Deciding to free myself from the lonely feeling, I took my earpiece and fixed it in my ear, and turned on the shuffle button on my playlist before I then opened an online reading app and then started reading. The Lyrics of Ocean eyes by Billie Eilish started playing in the background. As I was a fan of Romance I searched for a book with a romance genre and then I found one, it's titled A CRUSH. Though it's teen Romance I guess I'll be fine with Reading it. Funny how I love reading Romance but I am not a romantic person. It's crazy, right? I guess this is one of the reasons Rose and I got along well as we both love reading Romance.

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Sometimes we go to a book club which we both love. “Ugly Love by Colleen Hoover.” “Oh my God. I love that book. It made me cry.” “Yeah I know. It’s the third time I’m reading it.” I put some laughing emojis on the message. “What are you reading?” I ask her. “Things We Left Behind. Lucy Score.” She has placed heart emojis and book emojis at the end of her message. “Oh wow. I love that book. I’ve read the two after it. You need to get them.” I tell her, noticing that a smile is on my face as I lay here in the dark.

The man was a billionaire and could pay for anything he wanted as long as he could get it. I moved close to the books and tried reading some of their titles. They were mostly novels, and a little gasp fled my lips when I saw my favorite dark romance series, sitting on the shelf. The Ryan Rule by Sadie Kincaid. I loved the four books of that series so much, and although I’ve read them all, I wouldn’t mind re-reading them again. I didn’t have the money to purchase the books so I borrowed from a schoolmate. But now they were here.

“Why apologize? They’re the ones being petty.” “But…” Megan whimpered, tears welling up in her eyes, “If my presence is causing your marriages to fall apart, I should...” She looked as though she might break into sobs at any moment while her brothers looked on grimly. At that moment, I finally understood that Sarah and I could never compete with Megan. That fragile, helpless expression was something I could never master. Men have a natural instinct to protect girls like her. All she had to do was stand there and look pitiful, and they’d rush to shield her without hesitation.

I sank to the floor, my knees hitting the cold ground, my hands covering my face as sobs ripped out of me. I cried until my throat was raw, until my body shook with every breath. I cried for Ari, so small and helpless. I cried for my mother, gone too soon. I cried for the man I once loved, who had grown so distant, so cold, I could not reach him no matter how hard I tried. And I cried for myself for being foolish enough to hope, foolish enough to believe I still belonged anywhere near him. The book sat on the table, silent, heavy. Its presence was unbearable, yet I could not let it go.

Francis kept whispering sweet nothings to me, even as he was gearing up to marry someone else. "I'm not going to be a bridesmaid," I said. "You have to," Francis said, heading for the door. "That's an order." The door clicked shut, and I slumped to the floor. The withdrawal hit me like a freight train, with pain lancing through me as if my bones were made of needles. I curled into a ball, biting my wrist to trap the cries inside. It was agony. However, even worse than the pain was the sobering clarity that came with it, the kind that sharpened everything to a brutal reality.

You may cry ugly tears one chapter and then fan yourself the next because… yeah, we’ve got dark romance energy happening here. So pack your survival kit: * Tissues (lots of them, trust me) * Your favourite emotional support snack 🍫 * A pillow to punch when things get too intense (or cuddle, depending on the mood) * And maybe a glass of tea…or wine. No judgment. 🍷 And if you ever feel like yelling at me in the comments at 2 a.m.? DO IT. I’ll be there, sipping my tea, grinning like an evil mastermind, because I did warn you, didn’t I? 😈

"Mi eterno." "Call me Luca." She bursts into tears. I'm being an asshole on purpose and making her cry so much. "Stop crying Lily, I hate to see you crying." "Tell me you don't feel the chemistry between us." "There's no chemistry between us. You're just a hopeless romantic. The books you read are just fantasy and not a guide to life!" She sobs uncontrollably. I'm breaking her heart into a thousand pieces. "Do you want me?"