Cerita Pendek Romantis 18 Novels & Stories

Daisy asked Ahaz in a whisper. “Tim and Jordan.” Both of them chuckled silently. “Which one of you is jumping so highly?” Mr Colt gritted his teeth, hiding his pink cheeks and trying to act bold. “No no, it’s okay, Mr Colt. It’s good anyway. We’d try romance this time.” Mrs Lovely blinked and turned her attention towards the students. “Let’s take Romeo and Juliet’s story. It’s short and an inspirational romance, after all, is it good?” “Yes, yes!”

She slowly traced the pages, a soft smile on her face. Then she turned a fresh page and made an entry, her first one in a very long time. 13 June 1813 Dear diary, I think I'm in love.

he whispered, his lips brushing her forehead, “was merely the first page of our story.” Their story ended there, with Cora wrapped in the arms of a demon, her body sated, her soul promised, and her future a terrifying, exhilarating blaze of unknown passion. She had gotten everything she had ever fantasized about, and she had never been more perfectly, completely damned.

I quickly type a message back : 'Maybe… ' Although I shouldn’t tease him, I can’t help myself. Before I have a chance to expand on my message, my inbox pings : "Please beautiful." He writes I write back: Of course I will! Can’t wait. XX Josephine I break into the widest of grins and hug my pillow like a dumb love-struck teenager. All of a sudden, my hangover doesn’t feel quite so bad.

I think it would be better if we were twins so I could sleep here with you. From Beshy Ethan: No. It's better if we become siblings than I'm your older brother. I laughed when I read his text. We texted for a few minutes until I fell asleep before I knew it. The next day Ethan came to the house. "Auntie, does Heaven really have to marry that man? As far as I know, that man is a playboy and a troublemaker." A while ago, Ethan was begging Mommy not to go ahead with the plan to marry me to Owen. The guy's name is Owen, I just heard from him.

CRAWLING THROUGH TEMPTATION We’re almost there.” His scratchy, low drawl carried through the craggy tunnel. A bead of water dripped along her nose and she shivered. The quiet buried deep down into her being was only interrupted by the minute shuffling through the small, dripping cave passage. Who’d have thought a first-year anniversary could be so romantic? There could have been sarcasm there—but there wasn’t. For two people who’d met on an online caving site this was perfection. Or their end destination would be, once Max got his gorgeous, well-toned ass out of her headlamp. Beneath the stink of sulpher and earthier, muddy things, Lela breathed in the thread of her lover’s spicy cologne. Sh

There were very few men remained faithful to one woman. Happily ever after stories were either fabricated or, if true, were rare tales of lifelong love and loyalty that survived for thousands of years. In reality, most relationships did not survive that way. Sierra sighed. "I know Chris treats you well now. He loves you, and you love him. Naturally, you trust him completely and won't believe anything I say. But even for Chris's sake, you should strive to be your best. Do you want Chris to see you overweight with sagging breasts in the future?"