English Novel Romance Novels & Stories

OPHELIA Flipping through the pages of the romance novel, I sigh out loud realizing that I have already read this part. Reading novels used to be my favourite pastime activity but having to skim through the disgustingly corny romance makes me somewhat sick, knowing that it can never be my reality anytime soon. A few years ago, a younger me would have fantasized about the wonderful prince charming that would come and sweep me off my feet. I would dream of his kind words, the flowers, the date nights, and the happily ever after.

I asked, my voice barely audible but thick with intensity. For a second, I thought she might pull away, but then, she gave the faintest nod, her lips parting slightly as her gaze locked onto mine again. And that was all I needed. I closed the distance, our lips meeting in a kiss that felt like it had been building for months—hot, urgent, and electric. Rachel responded instantly, her hands gripping the fabric of my shirt, pulling me closer, as though she was afraid to let go. My thoughts scattered like dust in the wind. For the first time, I wasn’t thinking, just feeling.

What differentiates us is that I was not born or turned, I'm good with sunlight and I could stay long without thirst for blood. I love getting involved with human businesses because they at least changed my boring life. A human even led me to meet the most exciting thing ever in my life, and that thing is.... Romance novels. I accidentally got it from a boy one day and now am obsessed with them. I enjoy reading them, especially the ones authorized by Jenny Alfred. I always wish to get the kinds of love she portrays in her novels. I fell in love with her books and now I really want to meet her.

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

I told her. "Don't worry, my lady. Once the engagement is done, you'll practically move in together," she said and I blushed. "What?" I asked, confused as to what she meant and why my heart keeps skipping a beat whenever the Prince is near, or when he barely touches me, or is close to me, or even when I think of him. "Oh, His Highness didn't tell you? I guess he's shy. He's been a little…different since he went back from a little excursion he did a couple of days before the Matching," Genevieve said.

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."

Two days ago, Mrs Romano released her debut novel, Guilty Pleasure, which became a huge hit and shot straight to the top of the bestseller lists the moment it hit shelves. The book — a steamy, allegedly fictional story about forbidden desire, sexual exploration, and obsession — became an instant sensation. Emilia appeared on every major talk show, her English accent smooth and polished on the studio microphones. She signed hundreds of books at glamorous events, posing for photos with fans who eagerly devoured every scandalous page.

“Please don't tell me this is a werewolf novel or a vampire romance novel.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “No, it's a historical romance novel.” "OH!" I was amazed at Athena's persistence in getting someone to read something she loved. “How did she succeed in getting you to read this kind of book? I know you are not the romantic type of man, not even the type who likes history.”

Then, it just froze and asked Ernesta back, “Weird how?” “Don't you think it's kind of illogical?” After checking its system data, 001 came up with an answer, “Did you forget, master? This is a romance novel world, and romance novels don't need to make too much sense. All the stuff that happens is just meant to make the main characters fall in love.” Ernesta had never read a romance novel, so she didn't get it. But she had a completely different explanation than 001.

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."