Honeymooning Quotes Novels & Stories

Liam grumbled. "Of course I did—look at these headlines," Maxine replied, pointing at the TV. Liam read the caption under a photo of the two of them. [THE BEST WAY TO START A HONEYMOON: The Harringtons have fun chasing reporters off their property.] "The key word is sweet! They think we're sweet! Can you believe that?" Maxine laughed. "Well then, hubby, what are we doing today?" Liam frowned at her like she was a talking dog.

After exchanging vows and being pronounced husband and wife, Deep and Gia set off on a remarkable journey—a honeymoon pulsating with the allure of Boston City. The city's rich history and vibrant culture drew them in, promising a blend of enchanting escapades and romantic exploration. As they stepped into their hotel room, overlooking the bustling streets, Gia's eyes twinkled with excitement. "Deep, can you believe we're finally here? It's going to be incredible," she said, beaming with enthusiasm. Deep chuckled, his arm wrapping around her waist. "Absolutely, love. Ready to uncover the charm of this city together?"

the two of them replied in chorus. “Okay...” “Honeymoon is the phase of your life where you’re most hungry…” “What? What do you mean hungry?” “Yes! You are hungry with each other’s love, touch, smell---” -Shy “That’s the happiest and sweetest phase in your married life more than ever and of course, that’s where you spend a night full of love---” -Marie “Stop! I’ve heard enough! Where did you two even learn that?” “W*****d” -Marie

she whispered. I smiled, feeling a surge of gratitude for the life we were about to embark upon. "Yes, it will be. And I couldn't have asked for a better partner to share it with." The flight took off, and as I looked out of the window, I couldn't help but think about the journey that lay ahead. Our honeymoon was not just about the destination, but about the bond we would strengthen and the memories we would create. Together, we would explore the vibrant streets, savor the local delicacies, and immerse ourselves in the beauty of Singapore.

Lukas said with a laugh. Bennet's eyebrows shot up as he looked at his crazy nephew. "What are you talking about?!" Lukas waved his hand in the air. "Honeymoon, of course!!" "SHUT UP, LUKAS!!" Bennet shouted again. "Why are you angry, Bennet?" I will ask. "Honeymoon is normal for newlyweds!" "YOU SHUT UP, TOO!!" Bennet whined at me. What is this person's problem?

Maybe this was just one of those rich people quirks that the common folk couldn’t even begin to possibly understand. “Uh… it’s only been a few months, and we’re still figuring things out, but I think we’re adjusting just fine. But I heard that if you marry the right person, then the honeymoon phase is more than a phase; it’s for your entire married life. And I think – I know – that Brayden’s the right one.” The words that had just come out of my mouth sounded like something straight out of a corny B-rated romcom movie but apparently, it was the right thing to say because all the ladies cooed and awwed.

I hadn't even said a word, and the two of them put on a whole show targeting me, as if I were the villain here. It had only been a few days into our honeymoon, and suddenly everything was clear. Clement always said Madison was like a sister to him. But what kind of brother would give his "sister" foot baths? Peel shrimp for her? Wash her underwear by hand? Even after five years of marriage, Clement had never done any of that for me. I forced myself up and brushed the snow off my clothes. "What exactly am I supposed to thank her for? "For crashing our honeymoon? For clinging to you every second of the day? Or for forcing me to go skiing and use me like her personal photographer?

He'd snapped a pic of that very sunset and captioned it: [Because you're here with me. My heart did this weird little flip. It didn't seem to connect at first, but then I got it: I'd said, "This is the most beautiful sunset I've ever seen." And he was saying, "It is, 'because you're here with me.'" Well, alright then! If anyone said Hayden didn't know how to show affection, I'd be the first to call them out. He was way too good at it. "Hayden, are you back this time to finally tie the knot?" teased the guy driving us. One of Hayden's friends, he'd been waiting for us at the airport.

"Who are you and what have you done with Violet?" "Santorini Violet. She learned to rest. Regular Violet will be back tomorrow. But today, I'm taking it slow." "I like Santorini Violet. She should visit more often." That night, in our bed, in our apartment, Liam pulls me close. "Welcome home." "It's good to be home. But I'm glad we went. Glad we took that time." "Best honeymoon ever." "Only honeymoon. We don't do things multiple times." "Except weddings. And bachelorette parties. And first dances."

“We should try in the shower.” “What?” “But I can wait. Honeymoon isn’t always about sex. It’s relaxation, a celebration of our new life together, and were going on a romantic adventure.” I reached for her hands, watching her with curiosity as to why it sounded so important to her. “Why are you looking at me like that?” She stared at me, eyes soft. “Come here.” I patted my lap as I realized it was important to us. She was eager to unlatch her seatbelt and sit on my lap, her arms looped around my neck. “What is it, Mad?”