English Romantic Novels & Stories

Her little shyness filled stare is something that Alex craves the most. "Should I forget that?" She asked in her low tiny voice as he widened his eyes hearing her bold reply. "Somebody is in a romantic mood today?" Alex asked as he pulled her to his side more, making her face flush hard. "Is romance your trademark?" Before she could mock him, he gently claimed her lips and soon her eyes closed in reflex. She is too cute whenever she gets too shy even to look at his side. "Coffee tastes good only when it is hot" Clara mocked him as she stood up to give him.

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"

Enchanted Synopsis: Enchanted, to fill with great delight or charm. As soon as Tatiana Rivers set eyes on Damien Romano, she was head over heels for her Knight in the navy blue Armani. Tall, fair and handsome, with a dash of wickedness, seemed like the perfect recipe for a fairy tale. The only problem, he’d her best friend’s husband’s older brother. But Damien Romano isn’t interested in love, not after a past experience had left him burned and scarred for life. Although he’s attracted to his sister-in-law’s best friend, he doesn’t think he can fall in love ever again. So he agrees to only be Tatiana’s friend with benefits for the duration of two weeks while their gang goes on their honeymoon

And we can look at instances such as - calling yourselves romantic names rather than your real names". I scoffed and almost laughed and Ryan noticed. Romantic names indeed. "Yes - it's one of the spices of a relationship. You shouldn't just go ahead calling each other by your names. You can make use of something like baby, sugar, sweetheart, love, and all that..." "Ma'am" I suddenly cut in and raised my hand. Oh, God! I didn't even realize when I did that. "Yes ma'am Bethel? Do you have something to say?" The counselor asked and I slowly stood up.

I smirked, "You mean like sending a text that says 'luv u' doesn't quite capture the same romantic essence?" He laughed, "Exactly. Maybe we should revive the lost art of letter writing." We continued our journey through the museum, each exhibit unraveling a different facet of love—its passion, its challenges, and its enduring nature. As we reached the section on iconic love stories from literature, Henry pointed to a display featuring Romeo and Juliet. "Classic," he remarked. "The ultimate tale of love against all odds." I playfully nudged him, "Do you see us as a modern-day Romeo and Juliet?"

On its touch to something, it dries. “Was it wrong to follow my desire? No.” She question herself. A vivid picture of her and Adrian as they always sat under the shade of the tree exhilarated by their love. In romanticism, they were the love birds after Romeo and Juliet. Christine would always hold him by his waist as she laid her bosom on his chest and raised her head at an angle of fixed degrees. A white eyes with black spots at the centre and always immobile. They swallowed each other's tongues as their heart delved to nourish their satisfaction. Adrian was a despot for her. His hand on a shoulder and the other on her thighs. They seemed in their world. They felt themselves on a beach. On

“I cannot lose you, Irene.” The words landed hard. No conditions attached. No qualifications. No but. Just truth. Raw enough to bruise. I swallowed once, suddenly aware of how violently my heart was beating against my ribs. “I understand the terms now,” Romeo said quietly. “You refuse to be loved halfway. You refuse to live inside emotional quarantine conditions. I understand that.” Something in my chest twisted painfully. “You don’t want me as a romantic partner,” he continued. There it was. The surrender. Not strategic.

She says, gesturing with her hand. " Um and that's it." I say, awkwardly looking around the room. " That's it?" " Hmm?" I nod, still not looking at her. " Wow, please don't tell me you are one of those boring young couples." My eyes snap to her. " Pfft, no. Nothing about being with Roman O'Connor is boring. He is exciting, he makes me feel all giddy and he makes me feel like I am the only girl in his world. Sure he can be demanding and act crazy at times. He overreacts sometimes, he's possessive, loyal, attractive, a real man, and damn he is fine. He's literally a dream and the most important thing I am confident about, is his love for me. " I say, having risen to my feet and literally stari

"Don't say that, I don't want to hear it anymore we are rich, you and me! There is no poor person among us." Without a word, he drew closer, gently placing a hand on my cheek, his touch both comforting and burning. Romain brought his lips to mine for a soft kiss, hesitant at first, but which quickly transformed into a flamboyant declaration of passion. His hands explored my arms, tracing imaginary curves that awakened a deep desire within me.

“Then what do you think it is?” I took a deep breath, trying to find the words. “Well, from what I’ve seen, it doesn’t feel like… romance. Adam looks at Aria like… well, like he’s responsible for her. Like he would do whatever it took to protect her. But there’s no… I don’t know… possessiveness, if that makes sense?” Dante clenched his fists, his expression unreadable, though I could see the hurt beneath the surface. “So he’s just her… what? Her knight in shining armour?”