Caught In A Bad Romance Novels & Stories

Curled fetal under the covers, sobs ripping ugly through my chest gasping, heaving, the kind that left you hollowed out. "You cheater," I whispered to the empty room, Enzo's face flashing behind my eyelids. "That bitch ruined everything. She kissed you, marked you up like territory, but you let her. You went running when she called. Family emergency? Yeah, right. I hate you. I hate you. Don't ever come near me again." Pillow soaked through, throat screaming raw, but the words kept spilling every doubt, every perfect moment turned poison. Sofia won. She always would. Family blood ran thicker than love, thicker than trust. I rocked myself slow, tears slowing to hiccups, exhaustion finally clai

CINNAMON Two months later... I had fallen into yet another trap of deception and lies. Another shattered heart. Another failed romance. But this time felt different. This time, I was utterly destroyed. More than my resentment for the Moretti brothers, I loathed myself. For being a victim once more. For not recognizing the signs. For being foolish enough to think someone like Dante could genuinely love someone like me without ulterior motives. My life has become a spectacle for public scrutiny. My loved ones were dragged into a mess I created by trusting the wrong man. We made headlines for all the wrong reasons—analyzed, dissected, judged by millions of strangers who thought they knew our st

Zaria Joe stands behind her in the doorway, shirtless, sweatpants hanging low on his hips. His hair is damp, pushed back, his chest rising and falling like he just ran a marathon, or did something else that required a lot of energy. When his eyes land on me, he freezes. “Za…ria?” he breathes. Here it is. The moment. The one everyone talks about. The cliché scene in movies where the girl walks in and catches her boyfriend cheating. Except this is not a movie. This is actually real life and it’s currently happening to me. Jesus Christ. Please let this be a dream.

"The news is everywhere. They’re saying the Varek empire is under attack. Nyla, we never wanted this for you. Margaret promised this marriage would bring peace, but all it has brought is blood. Please, tell Dominic to bring you to see us. We need to see with our own eyes that you are breathing." "I will, Mom. I promise." I hung up, feeling a crushing sense of guilt. My parents thought this was just a high-society tragedy, but they didn't know the half of it. They didn't know that Eric, the man I once loved back in the academy, was now a stranger fueled by bitterness. They didn't know that Margaret’s "perfect" plan had turned into a desperate hunt to reclaim the company for her son. My phone

“Sit.” Nora pulled out a chair and slumped into it. “Mum, I messed up.” “How bad?” “Very bad.” “Academic bad or romantic bad?” “…Romantic.” Mrs. Oscar sighed softly. “Of course.” Nora groaned. “I met this guy today.” “Hmm.” “At the coffee shop.” “And?” “He was… fine, Mum. Like—very fine.” Mrs. Oscar smirked slightly. “And you embarrassed yourself.” “I didn’t plan to!”

“And of course, I figured it out after I—” I clenched my jaw. Sadie gasped. “You didn’t!” “I did.” She screeched. “Rainey, you little sex criminal! Oh my god, this is better than the fireforce stripers bachelorette party!” “Please don’t say that—” I covered my face with my free hand. “I think I need to join a monastery.” Sadie was still cackling. “You accidentally banged a hot stranger in a honeymoon suite! Lorraine, this is the plot of a p**n script written by an unhinged romance novelist.”

" What am I going to do now? should I apologise or what?" " Yes you should and make it romantic" Mr DiCaprio "Michael does the gym offer still open?"

"You've got the rest of your life to be annoying? Can you take a day off? You'd think it's your full time job." "Your attitude is absolutely disgusting."she gasped. "So is your personality, but you don't hear me complaining about it." I replied. I'm Amelia Black. The daughter of Collin and Maria Black. I'm what the people call the "Bad Girl". They started calling me that so I started becoming that. My reputation started because of what happened in my past and ever since then people won't even give me a chance to explain myself. I didn't believe I would ever meet someone who would see past my bad reputation, until I met him...

“You mustn’t try to move just yet. Wait a while, my love, please.” My love, at any other time I would have practically swooned upon hearing those words coming from his lips. Instead, I almost cringed. My tolerance reached its peak. I’d let Geoffrey’s ranting about Nevi being a vampire get to me more than I realized. The attack by the lunatic who thought she was a vampire—that had to be it, for surely she wasn’t a real vampire. She was just a crazy person enacting the part of a vampire. It was the drop that overflowed my cup. Because of this I’d tried and found Nevi guilty without allowing him the opportunity to step up to the plate and defend himself. It wasn’t right. None of this was right.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that