Drama Romance Novels & Stories

Zelena said calmly. She stepped back slightly as Lara tried to slap her in return. "What the hell is going on here?” They turned toward the voice. It was Dylan, with Drake by his side. Zelena couldn’t look Drake straight in the eye. "Is she your wife?" Lara asked him, pointing at Zelena. Zelena sighed. Dylan didn’t answer. "You better be joking, Dylan,"Katee said seriously. "Yes, she’s Mr. Dylan Romano’s wife."

she teased, “just… softer.” “I’ll take that.” After dinner, Rory paid the bill despite Diana’s protests. “You always do this,” she complained as they stood. “And I always will,” he replied calmly. Outside, the night air was cool. Diana wrapped her jacket tighter around herself. “Movie?” Rory asked. She raised an eyebrow. “You’re not tired?” “Not even close.” They drove to a nearby cinema, choosing a romantic drama neither of them would openly admit they enjoyed. Inside the dark theater, Diana sat with her hands folded on her lap. Rory glanced at her, then slowly rested his arm on the armrest between them—not touching her, just there.

Christina pulled me aside for an awkward hug and whispered, "You're a lucky man, Daniel Lewis." The afternoon of the final performance, we were hurrying around the house—our house, in just a little more than a month it would be home for real and I could call it that—getting ready to leave. After much discussion, we had decided to bring four of Ron Gordon's plays for Scott to see: one comedy and the final three dramas, which made up a trilogy about a tragic love affair between two men in the 1930s. "Babe, where are the copies of those scripts for Scott?" I asked, searching the bedroom.

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

“Like it’s just another war you have to control.” “It is.” “No,” she said firmly. “It stopped being just that the moment you kissed me.” Silence. Deep. Heavy. Unavoidable. “And now?” she asked. His breath slowed. “Now it’s complicated.” Nyra almost laughed—but there was no humor in it. “Complicated?” she repeated. “That’s what you’re calling this?” “What do you want me to call it?” She didn’t hesitate. “Real.” The word settled between them like something fragile and dangerous.

I hissed at him before focusing my attention on the director. “As I was saying, we can improve the scene here. And the way they have done this other scene is a bit different from how I explained it on the script.” I walked towards Maria and pushed her a bit closer to Damiel – the young Ibarra – who was sitting on the bench. “You should be sweeter to him and let your eyes express how much you want to be close to him.” Maria nodded and smiled. “I’ll do my best!” I smiled and patted her head. “I know you will.”

Danil is suspicious of his intentions. "Dan, you were the one who told me she's the best fit criteria to be the new lady of Kromatova." "Well I did mention she's a good fit to be in the family. I didn't say marry her." Not in a million years will Vanluke admit to Danil that he has been dreaming of a naked Ara Villanueva beneath him, screaming and begging for his mercy in bed. He hasn't been able to have sex with anyone because he's exhausted himself fantasizing a commoner. His libido isn't going to let him rest until it gets Ara. A new taste, a new flavor he can keep all for himself. Plus a fit to be next to him, he realized.

Dane, ignoring it all, leans in to give me another kiss, staking his claim and making it obvious this is not a joke when he is interrupted mid-lean-in. “Okay, okay, Romeo, enough of the dramatic entrance; get off the desk and go sit down. Let that girl alone. It’s school, not your bedroom. Congratulations… we have another teen couple distracting everyone.” The teacher wanders in, smiling at us with a shake of the head, and gestures for Dane to move. Unbothered by this scene, he is more than used to all the drama that goes with teenage students. “Ah, to be young and in love.”

He's not into Korean things, but I insisted and forced him since I was so eager to finish this drama. The drama is called ‘It's okay not to be okay’. Seeing the female lead chasing the male lead made me realize my situation. Even though there is something in between us… I don't know why I can't unlove Damon. I'm willing to accept anything or every flaw he has because I love him with all my heart. I glance at him as I hold his arm that is encircled around my shoulder while he's sipping his canned beer. He won't let me drink, not even a single sip. Maybe he's afraid that my Mom would smell alcohol in my mouth when I get home.

In Argentina, the love between Emiliano Romero, and Maria De La Cruz, bloomed like the September equinox. They finished their weekend, full of energy, and many revolutionized hormones. She was in love with his intelligence, when they talked about medicine she loved to listen to him, she was impressed by so much knowledge. He was falling in love with the simplicity of her soul, her heart and her longing for history.