Good Romance Mangas Novels & Stories

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

Toma suddenly called out to Noru. "Yeah?" "… I'm sorry, Daiki." That surprised Noru when Toma called him by his first name again. "I'm sorry." He repeated and hugged Noru from behind as well. Toma's words made Noru a bit teary, so he forced a smile to cheer himself up. "It's fine, I'll move on somehow. And I hope whatever you work on Yuji works out." "Yeah, I do too." "Though just let me say this, just this once." "What?" Toma whispered. "I love you, Hiroyuki Tomakawa."

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I lean against the door frame, crossing my arms over the chest. “I don’t know, I picked this up from Bianca’s table in her office. It happened this book is actually a romance.” Showing me the cover of a half-naked man. “And since when you like reading a romance novel?” She barks into laughter. “I’m actually having fun. The guy is an asshole and the woman is a demure type.” “Uh, a stereotyped bad boy, playboy. I know you have a thing for that kind of guy.” I don’t know why suddenly I feel a pang in my chest. She’s already my wife, but still, I’m jealous of her imaginary guy.

His hair is in dirty blonde color which I couldn't deny but- it suited him. He coughs and turns his head slightly to the side and I observe him more, eyes sticking to his side profile. I counted every piercing hanging on his ears and smirked in amusement when his sharp eyes penetrated mine and he got closer. "What are you doing" his voice was heard deep near mine and unconsciously my body moved forward into the warm feeling radiated from his body. "you got a nice tattoo" my voice came out in a low whisper mixing in the dark atmosphere as I let my sincere thought out and he went stiff but my body moved further into him. Captivated by the smell of his man column. I could smell him all day long

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Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I

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.

He lifted his hand and curled it around hers, holding the ice against his eye. At the touch of his fingers against her skin, her gaze snapped to his face, as a sharp current of electricity passed between them, sending sizzling heat spreading across her body. She slowly registered that she stood there in a white satin night gown that molded to every curve of her body. As if reading her mind, his gaze dipped lower to linger on her now stiff nipples, before straying lower, igniting a simmering fire within her as he openly devoured her with his gaze. She tried to pull away, but couldn’t when he wrapped his arm around her waist and dragged her between his legs.

into his mouth, the cheese powder staying in his finger then it licks its one by one, his eyes never leaving The volleyball game on the television. "When you met your meet, how.....how does it feel?"he asks me. "I don't really know how to describe it,"I said. It's true. I don't even know how to put it into words, all I know is that Rebecca Thompson is my mate and no one else. I guess I could use the romantic statements, or what, found in most romance books. : Sing the love of your life is going