Choose Your Romance Novels & Stories

His hand froze in the air as he paused in the middle of bringing the sandwich to his mouth. It was only then that I realized what I’d just said. Even Rina was staring at me oddly, no longer texting on her phone. For Rina to abandon texting her long-distance boyfriend, just know it had to be something huge. “I mean… I like his way of teaching. That’s it,” I rushed to correct. “Professor Gomez is also good,” Noah said. “Maybe. But I prefer Professor Frost.” He looked confused. “You’ve only known him for a week.”

Not needing further instruction I take a big bite of my food and sigh in contentment the look is nothing compared to the mouth-watering taste. After filling my stomach, I sit back against the chair and watch as he finishes his food. He smiles when he notices me watching him. "what he asks as he sits back against the back of his chair placing a napkin over his food to signal he is done. " Swallowing the fear that bubbles in me I ask him, so why did you choose me as your bride? I'm sure you had 100 different options why did you decide for it to be me. crossing his hands over the table he begins. " That is not the right question but it is one I'm willing to answer. Simply, you were always meant

“What’s that? Are you changing how the Choosing works, my Princess?” “No,” Kit said quickly, not wanting to put it into anyone’s mind that she was considering amending the rules in any way. “I’m only saying… I would like to find a man I can love, that’s all.” Her thoughts from earlier, that it would be difficult to choose just one, came to mind, but she pressed them aside for argument’s sake.

’ 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

"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.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

“Um, so I’m here to finally make a decision about my future. Well...I have two really great options. And though Wrenworks and Windsor Ascension are amazing companies, that’s not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about two men that are sweet, caring, funny, and make me feel like I can fly. I love them both very much and I know they love me. But I can’t have them both...believe me I tried.” More laughter insured as I took a deep breath. “So after a lot of thinking and stressing and pain, I’ve come to decide who I choose in all of this mess.” I locked eyes with Lee and then Grayson. They looked as though they would faint. “I choose...me.”

Hot blood trickled down the knife handle. Monica called out one last time with tears in her eyes, "Milo..." When I heard the news, Kaylee and I were vacationing on an exotic sunny island. I had already promised my daughter that I would never marry again. Instead, I would continue my family's legacy by expanding the business further before eventually passing it into her capable hands.

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.