Hopeless Romance Novels & Stories

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

" What am I going to do now? should I apologise or what?" " Yes you should and make it romantic" Mr DiCaprio "Michael does the gym offer still open?"

"Well, this is what makes you never last forever in a relationship. You've never been yourself." "What do you mean?" "You always try to be someone else to please your boyfriend. It won't last long, Ra. The proof is now Varo dumped you because he said you were too spoiled. Ari, your previous boyfriend, dumped you because you were too independent." "Can I get married if my relationship always ends like this? I want to be like anyone of our age who are already married." Ryan rolled his eyes lazily. "why do you always talk about it? Hey, being single means we're preparing for the arrival of a better love. Positive thinking, Ra!"

She was still clinging to the possibility that something good would come out of this… That this forced marriage would have a happy ending, like in silly romances. But now she understands that it will not work. She knows it was just a foolish hope that now has been broken into a thousand pieces… just like everything that was holding her up.

It turns out that when you are desperate, even vomiting becomes difficult. "No... it can't be like that..." Leona's eyes were fixed on the banknotes blowing in the wind, and she kept shouting silently, "Why doesn't this nightmare end? Why does this continue? Rick, Rick, Rick! I hate you! I hate you so much! All my beautiful fantasies of love have been completely shattered... Enough, really enough. It's time to wake up. The love that I thought was too strong turned out to be very vulnerable. Its durability had become a pathetic joke.

Each thread of conversation, each brush of hands, each whispered word formed a delicate yet unbreakable network—hope, fragile yet steadfast, weaving them together in a bond neither time nor threat could sever. By the time the city lights began to dim with the approach of dawn, Elena and Damian had discovered something remarkable: even in a world built on power, secrets, and deception, hope could persist. And once hope took root, it became a force stronger than any obstacle, more enduring than any wall, and more transformative than any fear.

Anderson grimaced, "I don't want to hurt you, Ella, move away." "Then you choose, either you kiss me or I get involved in whatever game you, Jude, and Renard are playing. Both sound fun enough to completely kill my boredom." Hope immediately staggered back the moment she concluded that her ears had heard enough rubbish for one day. The nerves of them! An irritated frown crossed her face as she couldn't believe how shameless the two can be, flirting so publicly with each other. With a single contemplating thought, she fished out her phone and began to text Katherine.

Olivia exaggerated sounding like she's so hurt and stated, "Are you really trying to make me answer that?... I know he don't like me but I'm not that hopeless... well maybe I am but who cares, I like who I like." I chuckled softly, "Sorry... yeah, I guess we're really best friends, we're both hopeless..." "Yep, but for starters, you're not entirely hopeless. I'm a hopeless romantic and you're just hopeless with Henry, there's a huge difference... like right now, I don't care who just give me someone who's decent and I'll probably marry him." She laughed child-like and continued, "Just kidding but you know, might as well give me one, right? Well, gotta go, I'm stalking him, bye!!"

The kind of real that could destroy everything I had built. Sophia was on the couch, feigning sleep. I knew she was awake. Every time I moved, her breathing pattern altered ever so slightly. She was listening. Waiting. Afraid. I stood by the glass wall that overlooked the city, my eyes fixed on the empire I had built below me. Every skyscraper bore my name in quiet testament. Every deal, every gamble, every sacrifice. And now someone sought to dismantle it, piece by piece. “They’ve been patient,” I said softly.

I tried to figure out how he arranges the books accordingly. Then I found my favorite corner, the romance section. I am a hopeless romantic, I grew up watching mom and dad live madly love with each other. Then my eyes started to water as I remind myself of them. I quickly wiped it away, but evidently, it wasn't soon enough as Nate was by my side looking worried again. "So, are you finished here? Why don't I show you what's fun to do here in this small little town that you're claiming to be your new home? Let's go." He wiped my tears and rubbed my arm in a friendly manner.