Group Favorite Romane & Geschichten

My brother, Graham Hart, was the villainous second male lead in a romance novel. After the female lead, Celeste Rodgers, faked her death, he spent every day thinking of ways to die for her. But before he could follow through, he got a call from my kindergarten teacher, Carly Rocha. "Are you Mila Hart's brother? Please come to the school. She keeps climbing into the aquarium and pretending to be a goldfish. She says she learned it from you. What exactly is going on?" After that, Graham didn't dare try to kill himself anymore. He had to set a good example for me. Then one day, years later, the school called him in because I had been caught dating a boy with bleached hair. As it turned o

When I was fifteen, my father brought home the daughter of the man who had once saved his life. He told me, "Stella, Hazel is your sister now. You need to be more understanding with her." From that day on, everything I had became something my father could freely give to Hazel. I cried and asked him if he no longer loved me. But he stroked my head and reassured me, "I am only doing this to repay a debt. Don't worry. I'll leave all my assets and the company to you." It was not until I graduated from college that I happened to overhear Hazel sweet-talking my father. "Dad, I like Julian. Could you get Stella to break off her engagement with him and let me have him? "Besides, Stella didn't

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

I'll buy you a new one later. My hand froze in midair, still holding the fork. Nora gave me a smug, challenging smile and deliberately scraped the words "Happy Anniversary" off the top. She took a few bites, then dumped the cake in the trash. "Annie, your taste is awful. This bakery's stuff is so gross, and you actually have it every anniversary? "Annie and I clearly have different tastes, so I tossed it. You and Annie won't be mad at me, will you, Andre?"

Emmy giggled, remembering her chance encounter with her sugar daddy. William chuckled softly. "Yeah, it’s really rare for a pretty girl to want to treat me and take me home. You’re not like everyone else, Baby!" Then he added, "By the way, I already checked the artists who’ll be performing at Berlin’s town square this weekend. Do you like Coldplay?" "What?! I love them so much, Brother! I’ve been a huge fan of that boy band since forever. Are they really performing tomorrow? The tickets must be expensive, right?" Emmy rambled excitedly.

In the third year of my relationship with Dante Santoro, heir to the Santoro family fortune, I got pregnant. The night before the Don's birthday banquet, he finally brought me home as his girlfriend. Giulia Costa, the housekeeper's daughter, smiled sweetly and asked about my food allergies. I mentioned I was allergic to truffles. In the end, every dish at dinner was loaded with truffles. I swallowed my irritation and grabbed a slice of cake that looked safe. Two bites in, I heard her laugh.

“I don’t really know them like that. They’re just… around sometimes. I can’t really introduce you.” She didn’t seem to hear the hesitation in my voice. “Oh come on, everyone knows you’re close with them now. Please? It would mean so much. The brothers are like the kings of this school, and you’re right there with them. You have to help a girl out.” I felt my stomach twist. “I’m not close to them like that. I’m just trying to focus on my own stuff. Sorry.” She walked away looking disappointed, and I let out a long breath. Maya shook her head beside me. “See? Fake nice. They don’t care about you. They just want the connection to the brothers. It’s all because of hockey. The whole school is obs

This can’t be a coincidence, can it? “Sure am. Well, I’m a recently new fan of theirs, and this is one of my favorite songs of theirs.” Oh, my god this has got to be a coincidence. He couldn’t have known, could he? My friends in NC are the only ones who knows that this is my favorite song of theirs and that I am a huge fan of theirs. The four of us went to their last concert they had in NC because we all love them. “Do you like them or something?” Chase questions me from my reaction to his reply. “I love their music; this is my favorite song of theirs I just can’t believe a city boy like yourself enjoys a little bit of country.” It has got to be fate. The more this date goes on the more we h

We went from seeing each other every day to once every three months. Yet, every time he came back from a business trip, he would come home first and bring me a flower. And I would make him a simple bowl of noodle soup, just like I used to when we were kids. That day was just like any other. I made the noodles and waited for Felix to come home. I waited and waited, but instead, I got a call from the hospital. Time no longer mattered to Felix. Because my love was forever frozen at the age of 20.

She'd orgasmed more than she ever had in the past few days, and she had learnt her sexual likes and dislikes, so why was she feeling down? “You okay, Jaz?” Fola, her best friend and Gabe's brother, asked. She yawned. “Yeah. I'm fine.” He walked over to her and engulfed her in a hug. “Just tell me if you want anything, okay? Or do you need anything taken care of.” She laughed. “What if I want to have you beat someone up for me?” “I would. If you actually ask for someone to be beaten up, then he or she deserves it.”