Hopeless Romantic Novels & Stories

"Ah, she is one of the authors I handle." "I see. That girl was quite cute. You two are perfect for each other. Do you consider her as your girlfriend?" "Yes, Doc. Do not interfere with my love life, and focus on yours." "Haha, don't worry. I am worried for you because your sister mentions your too hopeless romantic." My damn sisters need to shut up. Who cares if I am a hopeless romantic! Even I kept getting rejected by many girls, and I continued to believe in love no matter what struggles I had experienced in the past. I want a romantic relationship with the one I love, not until I found my Mimo, which I have longed for since

Damon Ashton Well, this is going to be an interesting stay. I'll make sure you'll fall for me and then, I'll break your pretty, little, and naive heart, Olivia. She can be pretty but she's too optimistic, a hopeless romantic and that weird style of clothing. But I can fix that. After all, a pretty face doesn't need much fixing. Still... it keeps bugging me. Like how can she even say I give her goosebumps with such a straight face? Since when did a hopeless romantic become this choosy?!

Chelsea “The day has finally arrived. Two whole years with what feels like a lifetime's worth of the best memories. I used to believe that partnerships with this much love could only be found in the romantic movies that you always mock me for viewing. But here we are, a year later, and you have shown that you are wrong (despite your argument that rom-com gives me and the rest of the female population false hope — so I guess you have proven yourself wrong as well).

Instead, he stepped back, smiled and then put his hand on her neck and brought her in for a better, less surprised kiss. There were some men who just knew how to kiss. He was one of those men. He was the kind of man that was able to start a fire with just a touch. He was the kind of man that romance novels were written about. This was a kiss that would make Romeo and Juliet jealous. His lips fused to hers as he sucked the rest of her energy and swallowed her whole. Heat zinged down from her lips, through her chest, and straight to her core. She was fairly sure her little black dress was about to go up in flames.

A kiss! I didn’t have any expectations for an “us”. I had wants but no expectations. I may be a hopeless romantic happy to get lost between the pages of a hot and steamy novel or a sigh-with-sweetness one, but I am not naïve enough to believe that those kinds of things happen all the time. Some people will get that kind of love that makes guys wonder and girls swoon, but not everyone.

Her eyes widened, and she fell to her knees before him, although it was clear that she was far older than he. "Beta," she began, rather meekly, "I am sorry for losing my temper in your presence. She said some..some disrespectful things and I couldn't...I couldn't take it. " Her voice shook with emotion, like she was about to break down into tears. To my surprise, he ran his fingers through her dreadlocks, soothing her tenderly, and she rubbed against his legs, seeking his comfort. It was almost a sweet scene, like the one between a mother wolf and a pup. It is okay, Desdemona. I will handle the proud princess myself. From now onwards, Princess Miatta is my responsibility.

" 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?"

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

It was reading that helped her escape her harsh reality, and even without noticing it, it has set her standard a little bit higher than she thought she could ever have. Yes, she is a hopeless romantic who is a virgin in all aspects. A hopeless romantic who has never experienced any kind of romantic relationship with anyone in real life. Yet here she is with her set of standards that can only be reached if you are Prince Charming. Prince Charming—a man who will sweep her off her feet and will bring her to her happily ever after. She is already in her twenties and she still naively believes that someone like that exists in real li

She would have faced it head on. “You know,” Malik begins as his finger finds mine and lock it. “I think—this is purely speculation—our meeting was fated.” I snort loudly. “You must be kidding me. I cannot believe that you are pulling the star-crossed lovers, meant-to-be card?” “I am a hopeless romantic.” “Well, bad news, lover boy but this Juliet is not falling for that stuff.” “Just think about it; you and I frequent the park so we would have eventually met—”