Hopeless Romantic Novels & Stories

Their eyes looked at each other deeply as if they were trying to dig into the secret hidden inside. Precious felt she could not accept Alex's sudden proposal but in the end she took his hand and sank himself in an oasis called hope. The hope of happiness that he built was only for a place to escape from the fear that enveloped his heart and mind. *** In his modest apartment room Liza was laying her head on Dennis's lap. They watch classic romantic films accompanied by popcorn that they make themselves. Liza watched every romantic scene by imagining her and Dennis playing the role.

"Whatever do you think? I mean who would ever believe that that word would actually come out of your mouth? You caught me off guard and for a moment I thought I had married a hopeless romantic man." "I am a hopeless romantic." "Then go to sleep, Mr. Hopeless romantic." I replied and covered myself with the comforter again as I turned my back at him. "I am going to let you go this time, because I know that you are too shy to accept what you have just said. But next time, I am going to make sure to taste every part of you," he replied, and I felt him lie down and his arms around me. I didn't object

I frown at the thought of them playing happy family with this Yaya. "I'm sorry but at least now you know." He isn't sorry. "Wow like that actually makes things any better." I say sarcastically. "It does because I don't want you to get any hopes up." He says confidently. A part of me weeps because I know it's true. No matter how many girls I see Angelo with, there is always that hope that it's temporary and one day we will be a family. hopeless romantic. "What do you mean ?" I frown.

And what I hear, breaks my heart. The girl who is working the counter, her name is Carmen, which I now know is the ex girlfriend of Jace. Is tell her friend, Skyler, that her and Jace have worked everything out and that he finally dropped the “uptight American girl”. I feel a single tear slide down my cheek as I turn and walk out of the café, I’ve never felt more humiliated about anything in my life. As soon as I’m far enough away from the café I let the tears really fall, because he never actually loved me and he must have just wanted to cross “American girl” off a list of things he wanted to accomplish.

I am pathetic for begging him to love me. What if Gelo didn't die. I am gonna still be this pathetic? maybe yes from the beginning Gelo didn't love me. He only married me because our dads are friends. Why do I need to feel this pain all my life I always obeying my parents but why I'm always suffering. ********* It's been 8 months since I looked pathetic in Genesis's eyes but not I am not that pathetic anymore I already moved on. And besides, I have a boyfriend that loves me.

Then he game me a smirked again. “Sweet. You are no longer teenagers Lily.” It is like he is trying to say that I am hopeless romantic. I just ate silently. Let’s see who is the real hopeless romantic to both of us! “Then who?” I return to my question. But again, I was ignored. What do you expect with Jeoff? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title:

Maybe she did, Promise couldn’t tell. “I can never be as good as her. I will always walk in her shadow.” “Ayo, you really need to stop saying that! Are you not tired of saying that?” “It’s the bitter truth.” “I know I haven’t known you for too long. But for a year that I have, I believe you can do better than Anu but you just don’t want to.” “I don’t want to?” Ayo smirked. “It’s all I ever want.” “You just told me you are not interested in the first position.”

“But I’ll be back out here later.” The air stirred faintly near the doorway, as if in acknowledgment. The day passed blandly. He worked out, but his heart wasn't in it. He went to his favorite coffee shop to work. His concentration was shot. He could focus on a project for a couple of minutes, then his thoughts would drift. She seemed to take up his every waking moment. The yearning he had was a new thing, delicate. He cared about people in the past, but never like this. He wanted to know more and more about them. The questions he had were endless. What happened to her after she shared the dream? What was her name? Could she do anything besides push into his dreams? Did time pass the same f

“I cannot lose you, Irene.” The words landed hard. No conditions attached. No qualifications. No but. Just truth. Raw enough to bruise. I swallowed once, suddenly aware of how violently my heart was beating against my ribs. “I understand the terms now,” Romeo said quietly. “You refuse to be loved halfway. You refuse to live inside emotional quarantine conditions. I understand that.” Something in my chest twisted painfully. “You don’t want me as a romantic partner,” he continued. There it was. The surrender. Not strategic.