Chance Romance Novels & Stories

I ask, and Monty laughs. “You didn’t do a lot of reading in your thousands of years, did you?” He asks smirking. When I don’t respond, he sighs heavily. “They are like a human romantic comedy movie waiting to happen. They clearly desire each other yet, here they are both so afraid to be the first one to make the move.” “Oh.” I grin. “I think one of them made the move. The other might be a little dense, though.” “No way. You think Chance is the dense one?” He scoffs. “The way he looks at her, she has to know. She would have to be blind.”

So for me to be on the receiving end of yet another incredible romantic gesture, when I haven’t even recovered from the first one, completely blows my mind. Before I can stop her, Camila snatches the card from the bouquet. For each petal, I send a kiss . Chris , she reads aloud, before turning to me, a large grin on her face. “A keees?!” she exclaims. “And Chris as in your boss? Chris, as in the gorgeous doctor?” I giggle as my face flushes, no longer able to contain it. “Wow! This is a lot!” she exclaims in a stage whisper, moving closer to me. “You and the doctor? Since when?”

I had been living life by the books and look where that got me, a failed ten year relationship and a failed engagement. "I'll marry you. In fact let's do it right now before going to see my father." I could tell my answer caught him by surprise but I had made up my mind. It's time to live life a little dangerously.

This was a f*cking invitation, and I was dangerously close to RSVPing. Beatrice had been on my mind from the first day I laid eyes on her. She moved to the city with her dad three years ago, and it was love at first sight the moment she walked into the class. But I was too nervous to approach her, but not Anthony. He played his gentleman card perfectly and landed Beatrice. As much as it kills me to know that I can’t have her, I respected her relationship with Anthony, and accepted my fate as the sore coward who she will never see as anything more than a friend, well until now. After grabbing the bottle of coke, she settled back into the sofa.

Thankfully, her eyes were closed, so she couldn’t see how bright red my face had become. “Then,” she went on calmly, “you describe the kind of man you want — tall, short, blond, brunette, muscular, bald, hairy, whatever. The site sends you photos of men who best match your preferences and are currently available. After that, you pick the one you like — or even two, if you want — and they send you the details of where your meeting will take place. The deposit is charged immediately and non-refundable, and the rest you give him in person after the ‘date.’”

Finally, he spoke, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine. "Be my lover," he said, his words dropping like a bombshell into the silence. I froze, my body paralyzed with shock. The air seemed to suck out of the room, leaving me gasping. Be his lover? What did that even mean? My eyes searched Julian’s face for answers, but his expression was unreadable. Was he serious? Was this some kind of twisted joke? I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. Julian’s eyes gleamed with anticipation, his gaze burning into mine.

Loki placed her arms beneath on her chest, shown a bit bothered by him while stared at the whiteboard when professor kept lecturing the Physics lesson. •• After class. “You said you will never met that prince charming again” Polly teased as she cheeky smiled towards to Loki. Loki sighed as the moment she remembered him yesterday. “ It was unexpected again. This year maybe a bad luck for me” “How about… that you join badminton club? So you’ll forget everything about your ex.” Polly thought as she held Loki and went to the badminton club. “ I will introduce you to the ace captain of the club. He is so pretty handsome, and his smile makes my heart flutter. Not only that, but he is so cool when

“Win me over with sweet curiosity?” “I could ask the same of you,” she said. “Or was kidnapping me supposed to make me fall for you? Was that your idea of romance?” He looked at her carefully. “You think this is about love?” he said quietly. “I think it’s about power,” she replied. “And you’re not used to losing.” He didn’t deny it. Anna stepped closer. “What if I told you I don’t hate you, Tyler?” His eyes flickered. “I’d say you’re lying.”

he murmured, eyefucking her entire body. She inhaled deeply and opened her eyes, and his blue orbs met hers. Scarlett wanted to be fucked by him now that he was entirely exposed in front of her and Scarlett was feeling his body with her hands; they were basically just fuck buddies. Scarlet's father was Damien's business partner, and she is a well-known model. She fell in love with his looks at first sight, or desire, and ventured to propose a deal to him at a party held by her father, despite knowing how dangerous he is. Surprisingly, he agreed.

Just goes to show that even though I have made it a point not to include him, it would be a constant thing. “I’ve had many days with her. Don’t be too cocky,” Chance said nonchalantly. “I’m not you,” Donny responded. “And yet you managed to get one date after how long?” Chance asked. The back and forth between the two guys made me feel like one of the female leads in one of my favorite novels. I have always been a lover of reverse harems, but never have I ever thought of myself as someone who could entertain 2 men. Now as I watched the two of them argue over me, it felt like a reality. I’ll blame Chance for putting that idea in my head.