Novel & Cerita English Novels Romance

Or maybe he'd suddenly realised that accepting a marriage proposal from a stranger didn't exactly speak of a sane mind. But he'd started it first. Too late for regrets, buster. I stood up and offered my hand to him, smirking at his questioning gaze. “Come on now. Like all deals we need to shake hands. You're well enough to do that aren't you Roman?” I emphasized his first name challengingly. It sounded ironic coming from me, given how I'd refused his hand in my bedroom, but matters changed. Something flickered in his gaze that I couldn't understand, but then, his lips lifted into what I could only call a deep devastating smirk.

Which could only mean one thing. She was staying with Moreau. The thought ignited a bitterness I hated admitting was still there. Questions churned endlessly through my mind. Had she been lying to me all along? Did she love him? And the question that cut deeper than all the rest— Had he experienced her in that way? Nova had never been openly affectionate; at least not sexually. She’d always seemed distant, reserved, boring. It was one of the many reasons I’d drifted toward Tanya. Tanya was confident, assertive, fun…everything Nova wasn’t sexually.

“Sophia loves reading novels—romance novels—but just like what I said, she is actually dense and almost oblivious with the men around her. It would seem that she is more fixated with the idea of what she reads rather than real men, but, of course, I can’t say that she has not had a real boyfriend ever…”

At the bottom of the shelf, though, were a handful of romance novels—in English, no less. I pulled out a historical romance by a favorite author of mine. I hadn’t read this one, and I’d already finished the one romance I’d brought with me. I was a total bore and preferred to read printed books still. Probably because they smelled nice. If e-readers could let out a puff of new-book scent, though, I’d buy one in a heartbeat. “The Seduction of Miss Emily Morris,” Olivier read over my shoulder. “That rather gives the plot away, no?”

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Maybe at Shanice place. After sating her hunger, she hopped onto her bed. As a routine, she grabbed her novel from the table, parted the book to where she had left off last night, and began reading. She loved reading romance novels. The MLs in these books are so different than the real-life men. The love they show feels so pure. She wondered if she would ever get to experience that kind of love. The thought caused her feeling giddy. She wants her man to be possessive, a little bit obsessive, and hella romantic. Someone who will kiss the ground she walks on. Someone who will choose her and only her every time. She will be his first choice.

she said, making Emma groan. Ivy just wasn't getting her point. “It’s 'not' gold, Ivy. It’s a nightmare.” “No, babe, this is a ‘romance novel waiting to happen’,” Ivy interjected through her giggles. “You 'slept' with your boss before even knowing who he was. That’s straight-up ‘forbidden office romance’ levels of juicy!” Emma could hardly argue, knowing Ivy had always been a die-hard romantic, and to think she was already thinking something could happen between her and her boss just seemed to make arguing more difficult.

"I didn’t know the person the Cromwell family found would be her back then," Carl’s voice was calm. Old Mr. Jenkins didn’t tease his grandson for too long—after all, he was beyond satisfied with his future granddaughter-in-law. “Then you better put in the effort! If you don’t know how to woo someone, read some romance novels and get inspired!” Read novels? Carl had no intention of doing something so mindless. However, when he opened his phone and saw that a certain someone hadn’t replied to any of his messages, he casually scrolled and clicked on a trending romance novel that was wildly popular among girls.

"I haven't seen the woman's face yet but Dad mentioned her name, Nicole Rivera." "Ohh, her name is ugly. I'm the one telling you that you two are not suitable for each other." I shook my head. "Of course, we're going to be good, but gosh, I don't want a princess. I want a prince, like duh!" "Besides, you are not suitable either, the man I want for you is handsome, kind, respectful, with a sense of humor! But the more important thing is, you must like the man. Then I will never allow you to marry a man you don't love!" He added.

Anna shook her head and said, "No, I will forever remember that." Ryan opened the bag containing the books inside the bag and read what Anna bought, "A Whirlwind Romance With Mister Knight." He handed her the book and proposed, "You start." They got comfortable on the couch, and Anna began to read the story. At first, it was the usual exciting tale of a girl meeting a beautiful man, but as the pages turned, it became sensual.