Chance For Romance Novels & Stories

"Do you realize we stare at her lovingly all day, wait does Angel know we stay outside the cold at night just to watch Gianna sleep. Do you also remember when we were fantasizing about her when..." "Shut up" I growled angrily gritting my teeth as I pulled and tugged my hair hard. I shouldn't be thinking about another woman when I just lost my mate. "What if she's our second chance mate?" My wolf asked again and I rolled my eyes at the silly question. That's impossible. Finding your second chance mate is something that rarely or never happened. Only one percent find their second chance mate after many years of waiting and offering sacrifices to the moon goddess and when they eventually do, th

he called as he dropped the cup and brought out a rosy flower “will you be my date to prom? He asked as he held my hand with so much emotion in his eyes. I stood there lost as everyone screamed and cheered with so many questions on my mind ~Do I want this? ~What if it all went wrong? ~Or maybe this is just a dream The thoughts kept running in my head as he called again hoping I give the right answer “say yes Quincy babe, show em how it’s done” Gigi screamed while he squeeze my hand for the last time and this time I had it all thought and yes I want this I thought as I slowly nods my head in approval then collected the flower. He huffed me tight as everyone cheered, the cologne of his perfume

I said in a sad tone. "Well that going to change. That why am here now let get down to business." We both got some coffee from the kitchen and left for the living room. "So..." Angela started as she made her self comfortable on the couch. "We all know before someone fall in love with you there must be physical attraction" "Is not a must .some people fall in love without physical attraction you Know." I said interrupting her. "Yes but in this case what am saying his ...it obvious he his attracted to you so that like an advantage."

The night proceeded fine, we ate her banana’s dipped in melted chocolate and making out, in one night she opened up to me more than she ever did the past four years, I got to know the other side of her and that gratified my heart, we had a heart to heart talk and we went as far as talking about our upcoming wedding she was so excited to discuss the wedding plans, and her dress, we g****e some wedding gowns and I strictly watched her reaction it was pure joy and excitement without traces of fear. "Babe" Mercy slur "mh!" I replied while brushing her hair, the feel of her hair on my hands was soft and fluffy, " why don't we have a getaway weekend trip, just the two of us, somewhere quiet, spen

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

We were in a certain square, and my curiosity kept my eyes roaming left and right. "Keep your head down, Miatta," my friend murmured from behind me, "and make sure you keep it that way no matter what is said out here tonight, for the safety of your head." I obliged and bent my head reluctantly. I was royalty, and I was not supposed to bow to individuals of a lower station than I. The mean woman walked in front of us, her hands clasped behind her firmly. Her feet were dirty, and the talons on each toe were long and sharp. I gulped hard, anxious and abuzz with anticipation.

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

Tell her she’s special, more importantly, why you think she’s special. A long-lasting relationship will have times when you fall out of love each other. The key is not to do it at the same time. Words are just that. Show her how you feel. Now Chance sat at a poker table playing go fish for Hershey bars. He knew better than to challenge any of the girls to pool. Or poker. He was down to two bite size snickers. Molly’s little pretties were ruthless. Chance's phone rang and he was surprised to see that it was Rye. “Hey.”

Seeing that made me realize I didn't have a chance with Bronn. Steeling myself, I confronted him directly, "Bronn, I came from a failed marriage. What I desperately want now is a lovely family, a man who would love me romantically and unconditionally, without reservation. We're good friends, but can you honestly picture yourself being romantically involved with me?" I asked, already knowing the answer. His lips trembled as he struggled to respond. "I-I'm sorry…" "You see? I understand that pursuing you would only lead to heartache, Bronn." It was a difficult realization to grasp, but I had to acknowledge it: my hopes of love with him were nothing more than an impossible dream.

He tossed her right into the SUV parked at the side, as if she were just a sandbag. Yes, he tossed her into the car. I pursed my lips briefly. He was indeed… behaving like a tough guy. Nicole's arrival was never part of the plan. Four years ago, I went down to a bar to drown my sorrows right after a breakup. That was where I met a man. He was the definition of stoic and sexy. Everything about his appearance, down to the way he breathed, was exactly what I looked for in a man. Fueled by liquid courage, I slept with him. Surprisingly, our chemistry that night was completely off the charts.