Chance Romance Novels & Stories

But before she could take another breath, he moved fast pulling her close, his lips crashing against hers. The kiss was searing, hungry, claiming. She gasped, melting against him, her fingers gripping his tuxedo. His arm wrapped around her waist, deepening the kiss until she felt the world slip away. When he finally pulled back, his lips hovered near hers, his whisper a vow. “You’re mine.” And for the first time in years, Imani’s heart began to beat again into something that she couldn't explain Desire maybe . Because She didn't believe in Love but something darker curling from the pit of her stomach which could be mistaken as Love.

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But this was the first time that I saw such a person. Sam; that was his name. He, well… He caught my eyes—everyone’s eyes in fact, when his date made a big fuss about him spending way too much on his first date when she expected a simple one. I mean, I couldn’t blame her for that since I’d be freaked out as well if someone pulled out all stops on the very first date, you know? But I was slightly intrigued as well. Like, you usually hold back most of your cards when you go on a first date so that you could spice up stuff later, but then there was this guy who went all guns blazing. Now imagine if this one succeeded and he got to go on a second date with her, how is he even gonna top this one?

If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.

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

She wanted to study designing in a good college, however, she couldn't afford the admission fees and hence, her dreams weren't fulfilled. A year and a half later, she had met Carson, the golden boy who was head over heels over her. Gradually, she became close to him and finally after a year, they started dating. That's how their story began. Because of the misunderstanding between their parents fueled by Kimberly, they had to suffer the outcome.

The script unfolded in my mind, a narrative that would entwine the fates of two unsuspecting souls. A wry smile tugged at the corners of my lips. "There is a great chance she'll fall in love with this man and become mates." The romantic undercurrents of the plan added a layer of complexity, a twist in the tale that resonated with the unpredictable nature of love. The potential for an unexpected connection fueled the intrigue of the unfolding drama.

Chance sighed. “Yeah, but don’t you miss getting laid”? Kyle asked suggestively. “I do get laid.” Chance smirked. “Just not dating.” “Nice.” Kyle was visibly impressed, “You’re living the life.” “Before you assume the worst of me, actually it’s more like a friends with benefits situation.” Chance clarified. “We are both busy, we both have a lot of work to deal with, and we have similar work hours. It’s really convenient” he shrugged.

She said, and cast her eyes down, shaking her head. I could see her mood swing from one of hope to one that was reflective. She thought deeply. She remained silent for close to a minute before she spoke again. “Grandson,” she bounced back much spiritedly, with warmth in her voice, “romance is like a dice; it always takes two sides to win a fortune but often, it is only one side that gets the attention. The one you love may not love you back. And it is highly unlikely that two people would love each other equally. Like the downside of a dice, a true lover isn’t one that comes with glory to seek your praise. There would be no top side of a dice if the down side decides not to rest.

Maintaining steady eye contact, I proposed, "Then let's give each other a chance, Bronn. I ended things with Philip today because I wanted to explore the possibility of a romance with you. D-do you find me stupid or impulsive for making that decision?" "I will refrain from prying into what transpired between you and him. He's part of your past and no longer relevant at this point. I appreciate your honesty, and you can expect the same from me. It's a fair arrangement for both of us." That was when I realized I knew very little about Bronn's romantic history. In fact, I could not recall a single instance where he had even casually mentioned being in a relationship or dating someone seriously.