Hilarious Romance Novels & Stories

I groaned but he just laughed at that. “I’m a very horny husband, wife. Please, bear with me.” he chuckled and kissed my shoulder. “It’s tiring,” I mumbled while still closing my eyes. He laid me down that’s why I opened my eyes to him and stared into his eyes. His dark brown eyes were telling so many things but I couldn’t name those. I couldn’t fathom them. “I think, I love making love with you.”

"What's this?" "Romance novel," said Harriet. “...” Liam was speechless at first, but then slowly raised his voice, “But they… started making love to each other in chapter two?” "Mm-hm," Harriet nodded casually. Liam turned his head back to get a better look at Harriet's expression. “And you, my dear wife, can read things… like this… with such a straight face?” Harriet glanced at him and smiled. “I can read this novel in the middle of a restaurant without making any reactions now that I'm used to it.”

Isn’t this easier? “Ah… what type of romance?” she asked. He adjusted on the chair facing her somewhat. He was now staring at her properly. OMG! All his attention on her now. No… she was just flattering herself. * “any type of romance.” he said. Isn’t that question weird? He thought. “what do you mean any type. Including oldies romance?” “gross, do I look desperate?” he scoffed. She laughed and hit his shoulder lightly still laughing. What is funny again?

she is crying and said "dont sobb say even sobb as a joke sobb" I sealed her lips by mine I started sucking them our both tongues entangled my hands are on her waist while my muscular body pressing against her soft body she said "will anyone do romance in trial room" I started kissing on her neck and said "trial room romance is also good" she chuckled finally it became a passionate love making in trial room but it's kind of new feel I taken her back to home and dropped her after shopping I'm counting the days for our engagement finally the day came I'm so happy to be frank I'm more nervous like a girl how funny but its truth

“You’re insufferable.” “And you’re clearly in desperate need of resolution. So,” Lauren said, brushing croissant crumbs off her shirt, “we’re going to do something utterly ridiculous to balance the sexual chaos in your brain.” Mia raised a brow. “Like what?” Lauren grinned. “A cheesy, over-the-top, painfully romantic play. I found one called My One and Only and I’ve already booked us front-row tickets. It’s supposed to be so corny it’ll make you believe in love again—or at least make you laugh so hard you forget you’re heartbroken.”

Maelis replied, smirking as she unfolded the silk shorts and tank top combo with practiced flair. They pulled the curtains shut, threw a couple of throw pillows to the ground, and made a makeshift lounge right in the center of my room. Liora somehow figured out how to access the palace's streaming system on the mounted screen, and we started with a terrible romantic comedy that had us groaning and laughing within the first ten minutes. Halfway through, Elenwyn leaned over and whispered, "This is so bad, it's actually genius." "Is that your way of coping with secondhand embarrassment?" I murmured back.

“You're the one with a poor movie choice.” “Just relax, you'll love it.” I picked up the tablet on his lap. “No, I won't. We should watch more action. You know, something to keep us riled up and intrigued.” “And who said that romance wouldn't keep us intrigued?” I raised a brow. He rolled his eyes, “The only thing they do in those romance movies are sing, dance, cry and then they sing again.” I couldn't hold in the laugh that finally bursted out of my lips. This was Kai being Kai and I loved it.

“Finish it, Mr. Salvo. You can’t say something loaded like that and then try to hide behind nothing.” “It’s incredibly sexy.” His cheeks turned red and he star ed down at his mug. “What is?” Her heart sped and its beat pounded against her ears. “I was right about you calling me by my first name,” he repeated. “That’s incredibly sexy.” She giggled. “Really?” “You have no idea.”

And I, - “Are you done with your pity party?” Zuri interrupted my thoughts. “How do you know I was feeling sorry for myself?” “You were pouting. And it’s all you’ve been doing since that dumb date. Just forget about Rain. He’s not worth it. Although he’s really good looking,” Rishi said. “I know, right? Stupid Rain and stupid Roman.” I growled. Zuri pulled me close, “let’s just go see a movie. I hear there’s a new romantic comedy out. Rishi, you want to join us?”

༺RAYNE༻ Our fake honeymoon in Paris started off as nothing but plain, boring and uneventful—well, except for the little 'trouble' Genevieve caused. But then it turned into something out of a damn erotic novel, with Liam and I fucking in every corner of the city. Did I say erotic novel? Scratch that. It's literally a freaking p**n movie, minus the flaky plot and terrible acting, of course. It turns out that Liam was just as sexually starved as I was, which I wouldn't have believed had he not been fucking me like a jackrabbit on steroids, in every position imaginable—against walls, on tables, in alley and even in a freaking fountain!