Classical Romance Novels & Stories

There were racks of clothes. My father was standing by the window, talking into a phone. He looked at me and pointed to a chair. "Sit. We don't have much time." I sat. A woman with a headset walked over to me. "I'm Abby from the PR team. We need to move fast. The morning news cycle starts in six hours. We need the “Proof of Romance” package ready by then." "Proof of romance?" I asked. My voice felt dry. "Chloe is in the dressing room," Abby said, ignoring my question. "She’s ready. We’re going to do three sets of photos. One casual, one semi formal, and one official.”

The soft click of Sienna's heels echoed through the marble lobby of Cole Enterprises as she stepped out of Damien's sleek black car. The reporters positioned outside fell silent. Cameras flashed instantly, their flashes capturing every moment of this budding fake romance that was already causing quite a stir. Sienna had dressed the part perfectly. A scarlet dress clung to her curves, endorsed by her smokey eye makeup and rich crimson lips. She exuded the aura of a woman in control- as if she hadn't just weathered a heartbreak a month ago.

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But due to certain circumstances, the responsibility was given to Caelum and I. We traveled through the royal capital, Valeria. Since it's a formal trip, the limousine we're in, as well as our entourage carry the flag of Arcadia and the royal crest, so we don't really stop for traffic around here. If anything, traffic stops for us, which I found rather amazing and also too much. But the good thing is, we arrive at the Grand Hotel of Arcadia in a matter of minutes. Although it's not as grand as the palace, the hotel's facade is just as luxurious. It has a classic and romantic look to it–a contrast to the Palace's modern opulence.

Love is what gives meaning to everything. As for her, she didn't want to postpone the guarantee of having control of her own destiny, pressured purely by necessity. Ambition is the summary of the true objective of her life, according to herself, but, in the minds of the traditional residents of Romântica, this relationship boils down to a series of possible mistakes that tradition does not usually forgive. “Here in Romantica, you should only marry for love! If the motivation is different, the union becomes a prison and the result is pain or separation.” Says an almost century-old lady.

- We only can hope that common sense finally reaches our kingdoms. Romeo lays his head on Julius' chest. He was not a fragile flower. He had always been strong and his sexuality had never been the cause of a loss of strength and courage. But now, here, pregnant, in the arms of his love, he wanted to simply be Julius' love. He wasn't submitting to him, but showing how much he loved and was loved. He was still the third-strongest vampire in the kingdom. That wouldn't change, even without the title, but if to be strong he couldn't simply love, fuck strength. Welcome to Volnerability.

We spent that final minute and kissed each other, not caring about whoever will see us. Because a kiss blown is a kiss wasted. The only real kiss is a kiss that is tasted. ~ END ~

I want to remember everything. "Your story seemed like a romantic comedy." I laughed and he sighed. Why did he sigh, is that relief? Adam stood up and stretched his body before holding his hand for me to take it. "To be truth, I wish our love story is just a romantic comedy..." His lips curled into a smile that was forced and my heart cracked upon seeing it. I will know the truth.

Right… Aaric, the soul possessor. He had saved Liam his precious time to look for him, when he came straight away to his kingdom. But it meant, he came with the people as well? The human? Great. Those creature deserved each other. Those nasty creatures, really deserved one another. ======================= The wedding was beautiful and the bride also the groom looked very sparkling, they looked very amazing togehter and not only that, they deserved each other. It had been a long time since the last royal wedding happened, but then when it actually happened, it was very spectacular with a big firework that brightened the night sky.

Louise smirked “Its been a while, darling that we met again. I guess we are destined to be together “ and he suddenly held her two hands and kissed her hand as he gave an prince impression towards her. Girls at side became envious and mad towards Loki. “ Wait! You misunderstood guys! I don’t know him! “ Loki sighed and kept her awkward face. "Louise, can you please sit down now?" Their professor interrupted Louise and their class going to started. "AL righty, Sir!" Louise sat down as he placed his elbow on the table and his eyes kept flirting at Loki. He reached his hand over to her, giving a letter saying "thank you for saving me, my darling"