Feel Good Romance の小説・ストーリー

"What's yours?" "Discovering and exploring new places. Not crowded, with a romantic feel. Good food is a bonus, but I don't really care that much about the food. Flirtatious energy, jokes, laughter, plenty of it." He paused. "And sex. Good sex, the kind that makes you feel things." He said that last part looking straight at me, and I felt the effect of it low in my stomach. "That's... actually a really great idea of a date."

Anything to end the check-in fast. “And,” she added, lowering her voice, “since you appear to be a married couple, I also included our romantic experience brochure. Candlelit dinners, couples’ massages, sunset beach activities… married couples absolutely love these.” She slid a glossy brochure across the counter toward us. I froze. Jace froze. The receptionist beamed, obviously proud of her helpfulness. “You two are going to have an amazing time. Sometimes a getaway helps strengthen the bond.” Jace snapped out of it first.

After all, she lost hope that they could be together again at one point. There was nothing more she could ask for_ well, that wasn’t true, but she was indeed satisfied in this instant. “Don’t you think this is no different from when we were friends? Is there something that makes it feel like we are a couple? There is nothing, right? Couples, how do I say it, are romantic. They exchange sweet and flirty words, and have this sexual tension between them. Moreover, they can’t stop from touching each other. They just have this lovely yet sickening atmosphere between them.”

kenzie said as I stared at her "oh gimme a break, love at first sight seriously?" I said "yeah it's romantic" kenzie added "ew, gross" I blute out cause the word disgust me "you see quincy here is a no love life type so she doesn't understands love" Gianna said to kenzie as she hand quotes the no love life type word. "Awwwn that bad" kenzie said in a sad tone "okay enough of this love talk am starving" she said as her stomach rumbled loudly making us laugh.

No matter what I do in attempt to calm, it felt as if my heart is still on the verge of leaping. Oh my god! Just Oh my God! It’s been a long time since I felt this – the euphoric feeling from being near Rebecca and whenever we were having these sweet moments that she doesn’t have the idea of how much she was affecting me. I never knew that I’ll be able to experience this again. This throbbing heart, flushed cheeks and weakened knees…

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

“I guess so.” “We’re getting married?” “I guess so.” With an exaggerated breath, Roman stretched out his arms and walked closer. “Come on—bring it in.” Not feeling the need to have any physical contact with him, I groaned and took baby steps toward his inviting arms. “Don’t be shy.” Roman pulled me in his embrace, pressing my body against his. Rather than uncomfortable, his hug felt comfortable and familiar, as if I was hugging a friend. Knowing we shared a bond like this due to Mars made me feel more at ease about our marriage.

Romantique Intro- Déborah is a romantic, always fantasied how she would make love to the love of her life and tonight might just be the night. Deborah's P.O.V. Oh heavens, being in Jacob’s arms was such pure bliss and his kiss. It made her feel like there was no other man in the world. No romance heroes from the novels she had read nor the songs she had listened to compares nor explains how this europhic moment feels for her. Jacob's warm lips teased mine, nibbling and exploring. I parted my lips, eager to feel more of him. Our bodies pressed together, my arms wrapped around him as if I’d never let him go and I wanted more.

Their lips met in a slow, passionate kiss, and all their worries and fears faded away as they lost themselves in the moment. Their kiss was tender and intense, each movement of their lips perfectly synchronized. Liam's hand rested on her waist, pulling her in closer, while Penelope's fingers ran through his hair, exploring every inch of him. It felt like they were the only two people in the world, lost in their own private moments.

"I mean because the man I want you to marry is the one you love and love you but instead of that... you ended up marrying me. Your one and only gay best friend." "Rather than me marrying that Owen! It's better that I marry you. Don't you want to?" "Of course, you're better off, you're not toxic like the other girls and boys there! Then if we live together in the same house, we won't have any problems." "I thought about that too! And when we find the one, the one we were meant to be, we can get divorced right! Isn't easy??" I smiled at him. "Yes, it is!" How many times did we catch up and laugh?