Choose Your Romance Novels & Stories

With a wave of her hand, Rona called Kit on stage, and she obliged, listening to the sound of applause fill the room as she did so. “As most of you know, tonight officially begins the Choosing ceremony. In the weeks and months to come, Katrinetta will get to know the Representatives from the provinces and choose seven of them to Room. She may, at any time, choose to Room a particular Representative or send him home. There are no rules for how long she must take, how much time she must spend with each gentleman, or what her reasoning may be.” Kit nearly scoffed at her mother’s words remembering well what she’d been told only a few hours ago, before dinner, but she kept a smile on her face to

“I want you because the man who showed up on that terrace last night, terrified and honest and finally, completely unguarded, is the man I actually fell in love with three years ago, underneath all the composure and the boardrooms and the fear of ever being seen as anything less than untouchable. I love that man, Damian. I have never stopped.” Damian’s breath caught, something breaking open across his face that he made no attempt to hide. “Say it,” he said, his voice rough. “Please, Elena. I need to hear the actual words.” “I choose you,” she said. “Not because of the twins. Not because we’re already legally married by some accident of paperwork. Because I’ve watched you become someone worth

’ The clay wolves, the stories at circle time, how she helped with the dress tonight. Cal watched me carefully. “Yeah. She’s back in Crove. Been teaching at the school for a bit now. Aurora’s completely taken with her.” I sank back into my chair, staring at the photo again but seeing something else entirely. Jolene. Back after seven years. The girl who used to blush every time I walked into a room in high school. I’d thought it was just a stupid crush back then,harmless, fleeting. Then the mate bond snapped into place that night and everything shattered. I couldn’t accept it. I had Kaira already,steady, loving, chosen with my whole heart. A human who understood me in ways the pack’s expectat

Their love. Their choice.

"I'm learning to want that for you. I'm not learned. But I'm learning." "I know." They sat in silence. The morning continued, the world indifferent to their becoming, their learning, their love that was not romantic but real, not default but chosen. "Grayson?" Dante asked. "Chosen," Avery said. "Repeatedly. Without guarantee. Possibly love."

Her palms are damp—part nerves, part rain—but her voice is clear. “I choose you,” she begins. “Not because it’s easy, not because it’s perfect, but because it’s right. You’re the man who stood with me in fire, in scandal, in storms. You’re the man who let me be myself without apology. And today, I choose a life with you—messy, brave, ours.” Brandon’s throat works. He looks down, blinking fast, then raises his head.

You walked out, remember, so you have no right to walk in here uninvited and ask me stupid questions,’ I said angrily. ‘I need the answers, Pixie,’ Midas said, making my teeth grit when he said the pet name he gave me. ‘You want to hear the truth then I will tell you. Since we were teenagers you walked into my life. There has been no choice Midas. The only choice I have always had is you. You, Midas are my choice to love. It has always been you. These past six months, I have measured every man against your standards. As difficult as it is to say this, I will, they failed. So yes, you are my choice you bastard,’ I was fuming. I had not finished it when I found myself wrapped in Midas' arms wi

don said "I do I take you to be my BEST FRIEND, my faithful partner, and my one true love I promise to encourage you & inspire you and to love you truly through good times and bad. I will forever be there to laugh with you, to lift you up when you are down and to love you unconditionally through all of our adventures in life together. I Choose You To be no other than yourself Loving what I know of you And trusting who you will become I will respect and honor you Always and in all ways

Her gaze was a window to her soul, and I found myself captivated by the complexity of emotions that danced within. Roxy's voice was resolute, her words dripping with conviction. "Raphael, I choose you," she declared, her eyes burning with an unwavering intensity. "If I were faced with the choice again, I would choose you again. And I would continue to choose you, for the rest of my days... no matter how short they may be." Her words sent a shiver of excitement coursing through my veins, a sense of elation washing over me. Until now, I had been tormented by uncertainty, wondering if she would ultimately decide to leave me, to flee from the chaos that seemed to follow me everywhere.