Hopeless Romantic Society Novels & Stories

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 realization hit me like a tidal wave, washing away the last shreds of hope I had clung to. Nate’s actions from the past few days, the desperate kisses and the public display of defense suddenly meant nothing. His words stung, a cruel reminder that he had never wanted this baby. That he had never wanted me. The last eight years of my life had been a waste, and the three and a half years of our marriage a cruel joke. I had played the role of the doting wife, foolishly believing that love could bloom in the barren soil of our contract.

RACHEL'S POV I sat in my room, the weight of the past pressing down on me as memories flickered through my mind like old film reels. The incidents happening right now felt eerily intertwined, almost like pieces of a puzzle I couldn’t quite fit together. Could it be that someone was orchestrating this entire game? I found myself asking that question for the fifth time, searching for clarity amid the confusion. Leo had gone to work, while I was stuck here since I was not feeling too well. The other couples were busy planning their weddings, their lives moving forward while I can’t even think straight!

It was due to a lack of optimism in living outside of societal conventions. Hannah can’t help but be astonished by his explanations. He had certainly read the book, understanding its connotation and digging deeper into its words. Now, she can truly see a prince. A prince who wasn’t afraid of reading a feminist romance book. It's not a full romance, but still a romance. Contrary to Astrrid’s claim that Hannah hadn’t read some romance novel, she had. But books should focus on societal or political issues rather than centering on romance itself.

She hated all of that because it goes against what her parents did, so she struggled between being good or bad, and she still struggles, sometimes she loves and sometimes she hates, and she lived like this and it's not yet time for her to decide her side. At the time, he was only nine years old... At the time his only sister Amelia got married, or as he called her his nymph protector, she was a shield protecting him from everything she was ten years older than him.... She was one of the most beautiful girls in high society in Rome. Their father is one of the most important winemakers in the world and has the most famous vineyard in all of Italy..... They did not lack money or social status,

"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!"

The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated. What was ironic was that Jacob had made this his life. He'd thrived in the darkness of this club, on all the temptations it offered. This lifestyle had numbed his feelings, his hurt. In fact, he often wondered if there was any compassion left in his blackened heart. There wasn't. "Not today," he murmured. The courtesan pulled back, pouting her disappointment. She knew it was pointless to try and move him now. "I'm sorry, I'm sure one of those men would be more than happy to take my place," he said, kissing the back of her hand and signaled to the group of lads ogling her from the tables.

"Ah, but I have thought of that. James mentioned your concern for scandal, and I believe we may have come up with a delightful solution. Haven't we, Pembroke?" "I believe so." James glanced toward Audrey. "Ambrose Worthing, a friend of mine, was once able to enlist the aid of Lady Society. It is my hope to do the same." Gillian saw Audrey suddenly stiffen. "Lady Society?" Cedric chuckled. "You'd be better off making a deal with the devil. You'll be up to your neck in trouble with that woman, whoever she is." "I don't think so," James said. "Lady Society is quite clever and has always championed matters of the heart, especially those that fly in the face of convention. She reminds her readers

Maybe I should reject Romeo and have a happy ever after with Caspian. But the happy ever after are not the girls like me. I crave Chaos and toxicity. Girls like me could not settle down with the kind of love Caspian was offering me. It's pure. And it's not for me. Maybe that's why I always end up going to Romeo, even though I know he's toxic and would ruin me and break me in every way possible.

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.