Good Romantic Novel Novels & Stories

" I asked, feeling pissed off. "Besides, he doesn't even love that lady. They were forced to get married for f**k sake!" "Are you kidding me?" She scoffed. "Did you just say Ryan doesn't love, Bethel? Please Karen, don't act like you don't know what's going on. He bought an expensive Bugatti for her for valentine. You also told us about the expensive necklace he bought for at the mall. And just yesterday, she was staying alone with him at his mansion. So, are you still tryna say Ryan doesn't love her?

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

Which meant whis body probably wasn’t someone important, but then suddenly, a wave of unfamiliar memories crashed into my mind. Names. Faces. Fragments of scenes. My eyes widened, “…You’ve got to be kidding me.” I knew this story, it was a ridiculously popular romance novel, the kind filled with dramatic love triangles and overly perfect characters. The title was painfully cliché. “The CEO and His Beloved Clara.” Of course. Just hearing the name made me sigh, the heroine of the story was Clara Bennett. Bright pink hair, shimmering red eyes, the kind of cheerful, innocent girl who could melt anyone’s heart within seconds.

Katherine settled against the headboard, her back resting against the cool wood and picked up the novel she had left open on the nightstand, a romance novel that had been waiting patiently for her attention. The pages were soft under her fingertips. She began to read, the story weaving its spell around her, the outside world fading as she became immersed in the tale of two lovers navigating the complexities of trust and desire.

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

The whole house was boring and the atmosphere was gloomy, I decided to go into the study, when I was in there with Damon I could recall seeing romance novels on the bookshelf. I am a true lover of romantic novels, they get your spirit high with the sexiness of the male lead and gracefulness of the female but one thing that lacks in all romantic plot is that all are the same, there hasn't been anything new but who cares...... While I checked the bookshelf I notice a couple of erotic novels in there, you should know that I am very happy.

“The novel’s title is Shocking Shocked, and it tells the story of a guy who was electrocuted after disclosing shocking news?” I bit the bottom of my lip. “Well... It’s one of my favorite novels.” She slapped herself across the forehead. “Dainty! We should not read novels like these. I assumed you were interested in romantic novels, so I let you read books, and then I’ll know that you’re reading about terror and murder novels?!” My mouth was closed. What can I do if I’m not a fan of romance novels? Horror, mystery, and psychological stories are my favorite, and not romance. When I read a romantic novel, my whole body convulses. They simply do not appeal to me.

There was no awkward gap between the two's body language which seemed natural and not like this was the first time they had met. If anyone had a sharp perspective, they would suspect the closeness of the two. But it seemed the people in this place were so busy with their pleasures that they didn't notice it. And like most other romantic novels, there are bound to be parties who are hurt by the closeness of the two, namely the villainess – who loves the male lead – which is Fuschia, and the second male lead, namely Raymon.

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

he asked with such politeness that Selene couldn't refuse, and her eyes lit up again. "Yes," she whispered in response. Frederick settled more comfortably in the chair and paid attention, feeling excited like a child. "Romeo and Juliet." "Eh?" "The book I have in my hands is about a tragic romance between Romeo and Juliet, by the author William Shakespeare. Do you still want me to read it?" she asked, unsure if he would accept. "I would be delighted to hear it, my Lady, please," he requested, and Selene nodded.