Hopeless Romance Novels & Stories

And that hope was crushed during our stupid double date. I did like Roman. There was something dangerous about him which drew me in. Like my magpie, I love romantic movies. You know when the bad guy falls for the geeky girl and suddenly becomes monogamist? I secretly hoped that would be Roman. He would notice me and he would stop his manhoe’s ways. I know it’s not going to happen, but you can dream, right? Rain was nice. But more in a friendly way. Goddess, maybe we’re really stuck in a movie. He’s the guy that gets friendzoned while his good looking best friend gets all the girls. But I can’t help who I’m attracted to. And Rain wasn’t it.

Jennifer Koch, my childhood friend, has spent years helping me "test" my boyfriend, Tyler Sloan, to see if he's someone worth being with. When she sends a message in our group chat saying that she wants a beach vacation, her boyfriend immediately books first-class flight tickets for the two of them. Meanwhile, I wait up, checking my phone constantly. The clock strikes midnight before Tyler's reply comes in. "I'm busy." On Valentine's Day, Jennifer is showered with gifts and flowers. What I get is a lecture from Tyler. "Can you not be so childish? Who cares about these frivolous things?" Every time, I hold back my tears and try to excuse his behavior for him. "He's just not a very sentime

"Why would you lie and offer me false hope?" He is angry now, letting me go, striking the garden bench with an open palm. I thank myself for choosing metal, though that might not even hold up against his superhuman strength. "This is complicated, mom, and it's... it's hopeless! Completely and utterly hopeless! How can I love her this much? I tried not to! I knew that this might happen, and I fell for her, anyway!"

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

The real reason he went, although he never admitted it even to himself, was because somewhere deep inside he hoped he would see her there. The girl who had been haunting his mind. But she wasn’t there. He tried to act normal at first, sitting in the living room while Rosa chatted happily about something he barely paid attention to. Eventually he couldn’t take it anymore. He asked. Casually. At least he tried to sound casual. “So… where’s Angela?” The moment the words left his mouth, Rosa stopped talking. Her eyes widened slightly. His gloomy and mysterious uncle asking about someone? That was strange enough to catch her attention immediately. He almost regretted asking.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

A worthy price compared to the alternatives. Deep down, there was a teeny tiny piece of her heart that held hope that her marriage still had a chance. But the rest of her heart had been shattered too many times from years of neglect, together with her expectations that there was no longer a place to keep that love alive. Her heart was just a tiny fleck away from being completely frozen. But that tiny fleck kept giving her hope and encouraging her to press on, hold on just a little longer. Not to give up yet. That things might turn out better. That maybe Liam loved her, and he hadn’t realized it yet. As stupid as it may sound, she believed that one day she might have a happy ever after with h

"Nanny, please. Don’t remind me. I’m trying to forget that ever happened." "Forget? Oh no, my dear. You can't forget something like that. This is fate, darling! You slept with him, and now he’s your boss? You couldn't write a better romance novel if you tried!" she exclaims, practically bouncing in her seat. I stab at my food. "This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself."

His warm hands on my face and his closeness set my body ablaze with my feelings for him, coupled with the soft words he was uttering. “Sandy,” he said softly and rubbed my cheekbones with his thumb. “I… After understanding what my heart is feeling… Sandy… I…” My heart hammered faster every second. Blood rushed through my body at a speed that my head started to get light. I was anxious to hear what he had to say. A part of me dreaded separation and the other part of me remained positive. “I know I’m the worst at romance, but this is me pouring my heart out.” He gulped. “Sandy… I… I love you.”

Rachel’s plan was working, but Emiliano couldn’t shake the feeling that he was playing a dangerous game. As Rhea’s trust in Emiliano grew, so did the guilt in his heart. One evening, as the sun began to set, Emiliano approached Rhea in their garden. He held a bouquet of her favorite flowers, and his heart was heavy with the weight of his deception. “Rhea,” he began, taking a deep breath to steady himself. “I know I haven’t been the best husband to you, but I’m trying to change.” Rhea turned to face him, her expression guarded. “Emiliano, I’m not sure I understand.”