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Arielle rolled her eyes but smiled faintly. “Suit yourself.” She wandered into a bookstore nearby. The cool smell of paper and wood filled the small space. For the first time all day, she felt relaxed. No tense silences. No careful conversations. Just quiet. After twenty minutes she returned outside with a book in her hands. Roman glanced at the cover. “Romance?” “Absolutely not.” “Looks suspicious.” “It’s historical fiction.” “Same thing.” Arielle laughed despite herself. “You’re impossible.” Roman opened the car door again.

“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.”

“You make me feel like a school boy.” I giggle. “You should feel honored that I made you feel like I shaved some of the age off you.” Lucifer chuckles again. For the next hour and a half, we ride in the gondola around the canals of Venice listening to the accordion player. As it turns out, Lucifer is quite the historian. I thought he may have just been pulling my leg about enjoying history, but during our romantic ride, he began pointing out buildings and other things in Venice, going into detail about the history along with some interesting stories of how Italy has changed throughout the last couple of centuries. History has always been one of my favorite subjects in school, so needless to

COLLEGE ROMANCE Written by:Authoress Ricky 🦋 Chapter Thirty- two🦋 Final💕💕💕 It been over a month now and things went back to normal. Mom spent time with us and guess what am going on a real date with Jeremy and I can't wait. Mark and Nobody I guess but he had been trying to get connected to julliard the new school nerd that doesn't even give him an attention. Jessica finally settled with Bred. Wondering who is Bred?

He chuckled, "Well, when you put it that way, it sounds like we're about to embark on the most romantic history lesson ever." As we wandered through the museum's halls adorned with love letters from famous historical figures and relics of love stories long past, the atmosphere seemed to cast a spell on us. Henry pulled me closer, and we lingered near an exhibit showcasing love letters exchanged between Napoleon and Josephine. "Imagine writing love letters like that," Henry mused, "I think we're missing out in the modern era." I smirked, "You mean like sending a text that says 'luv u' doesn't quite capture the same romantic essence?"

They started poked around my room, making fun of my movie choices on the laptop. "Wait a minute," Mark said, pointing at the screen. "You guys watched The Fast and the Furious? Just the two of you? In the dark?" "It was on the recommended list," I muttered. "Man, look at this," Swiss laughed, nudging Mark. "They’ve got the food, the movies, the matching pajamas... You guys are like an old married couple. You traded Chloe in for a defender?" The room went cold. I felt Jax go stiff behind me.

Weeks had slipped by like sun-warm sand through a montage of shared laughter and whispered lines. The friendship between Ahaan and Aneet bloomed as if it were something tender and growing, something everyone was rooting for without saying so. For a film as intensely romantic as Star Crossed Lovers, this easy comfort between the leads was a gift. With Aneet’s final exams over, a new energy hummed between them. She had survived the brutal juggling of workshops, practice sessions, script readings and thick stacks of Political Science and English notes without collapsing into chaos, though a few times she came close.

In his mind he thought: Why did I say that?! I looked so macho earlier, and now I sound like I just came out in the middle of a confession. That’s embarrassing… but why does it seem like she likes it even more? Meanwhile, Roxane still couldn’t stop laughing. “Well, if this is the kind of date I’m having, I might run out of laughter before the wedding even happens. I thought this was serious, but it’s actually a comedy romance!” Roxane’s cheerful laughter spread around them, as if all the tension and heaviness from earlier had disappeared.

NOTE BEFORE YOU READ….. Note before you read… The next few chapters are written in the Carolingian Renaissance and the Vikings era but don't stick to the fact. You will find a few things that have been added to fit into the story. So if you find anything strange or unusual, then remember the next few chapters are based on historical fantasy fiction books. Do add or check the other book of the author. Revenge on the Mafia lord. .. .. .. YEAR 956 AD. It was a loud night, one where the sounds of crickets chirping could not be heard and the clouds smothered the moon and stars.

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.