Chance At Romance Novels & Stories

He likes his peace and quiet life above anything else but a little fun wouldn’t hurt. The thing is, the only version of fun that he knows is playing with people’s lives. He should be considered a player with the number of people he has been with—but no, everyone knows that he is more of a… gamemaster. Starting a non-romantic relationship with him is a lot complicated than just sex because it will always have all the other benefits. Other benefits. Name it and he can probably give it. As long as he can get something that he needs too.

Leave it to a guy to bring sex into a romantic conversation. “I always thought finding someone like you was just a product of random chance.” He shook his head, and his honey hair caught the wind. “But that day was so perfectly orchestrated to avoid all the random chance, that it had to be fate. I had a better chance of winning the lottery than I did for all the necessary steps to meet you to happen.“ “And then now we're having a romantic dinner in the Caribbean,” I added. “That's pretty damn lucky.” “Not lucky,” Aiden replied. “Fate.”

“I don’t know why he can’t understand that we don’t want to see or hear all of that. Shoot. The last two weekends at the bar were enough for me. I can go for another year without having to see any of that.” Chance shrugs his shoulders. “I find it cute. I just wish that I could be that much in love with someone one of these days.” I shake my head. “All I see are two horny bunny rabbits that can’t keep their hands off of each other. Ugh. Can’t they show some mercy to others?”

Chance replied tipping the bottle again and downing another swallow before turning back to her. Melora looked at him. Well, his idea might’ve worked. Everybody knew that Chance wasn’t allergic to the entire idea of marriage only. He was allergic to the entire concept of a serious relationship. During those years, from time to time, Melora followed Chance’s personal life through magazines, newspapers, TV appearances. There’d been a time, back when Chance first hit the financial papers, that women started lining up front to back with ‘true love’ written all over their faces, gazes filled with admiration and lust and a prenup ready to be used in their purse.

Just the idea filled me with a warm excitement. Her unexpected invitation caught me off guard, making my heart race like a hummingbird’s wings. Was this really happening? Was she, the stunning Addie, the one taking the first step? As a guy, I knew it was important to accept such a kind offer. My friend's advice echoed in my mind—“Grab the chance, don’t ever say no”—urging me to take action. I felt like I had a good handle on romance, from shaking a great drink to gliding across the dance floor. The desire to create an unforgettable moment with someone as enchanting as Addie was practically buzzing in my veins.

Andrei shot back. “Ouch! No need to hit me with real talk like that,” Rome said, and the two of them laughed together. “But seriously, bro, when will I finally meet the lucky lady?” “You don’t really need to meet her,” Andrei replied. “Why not? Of course I have to! I need to meet the lucky girl who managed to make your heart beat for the first time.” “Forget it.” “Why not? Don’t be so stingy,” Rome pressed on, still trying to coax him.

She mumbles and Noah raises an eyebrow at her. "Alright, say your brother does beat him up today. Who's to say he'll be too happy about it?" He asks earning a shrug from her and he used a different approach. "Okay so, your brother comes to beat him up. Cool, what happens if you guys make up and uh oh; family don't want you two together because of this detour in your relationship. What happens then, if he actually wants to make things right and protective brother and mama bear say no because of this phone call you're gonna make right now, Do you really want to risk your relationship to call your brother mid break down?" He asks seeing her remain silent for a while, Sophie personally could car

Martha asked like she didn’t understand. I nodded. Is that bad? “Honey, my son doesn’t attend craft fairs,” Martha laughed like it was the silliest thing she ever heard. She shook her head. “Now tell me the truth. How did you both really meet?” “Was it bumble?” Mary chimed in. I don’t know what’s more shocking. The fact that she knows about bumble? Or the fact that it was his grandma that was asking me this question. “Match.com?” asked Martha.

Chance thought other men were unreliable, and only he could protect Aunt Selena. Soon after, the black Bentley drove through the night and arrived at a private cinema at Central Square. Although Zachary had an ordinary job, he still had bourgeois taste and hobbies. He did not want to go to ordinary movie theaters because of the crowd. What he wanted was a romantic atmosphere. This would also make women feel more valued, and there was nothing wrong with it. From Eric’s point of view, this was childish and disgusting. He was rendered speechless. Eric got out of the car. Chance also climbed down.

Malisa said with a raised eyebrow. " Of course not, sis! I am just twelve! " " If you say so... Miss twelve years old. " " So, sis? " " Well... Romance comes after love... It's the most exciting, mysterious and intruding part of any intimate relationship. " " Okay... So without love there can be no romance? " " Possibly... Though it's possible to feel attracted to someone, you know the butterflies in the belly, the skipping of the heart beat, the red cheeks, and continuous thinking of the fella. "