Hopelessly Romantic Novels & Stories

Her throat tightened, eyes misted, as if she could will reality to transform. She read it again, hoping the words might change under her gaze. But they remained the same, unyielding in their cruelty. The invitation slipped from her fingers, fluttering like a burned-out matchstick onto the marble floor. Aidan had belonged to her for two years, their lives knitted together in a shared future. Their dreams had unraveled just three months ago when he claimed he needed "space." Apparently, his "space" included a dazzling engagement ring and her sister's triumph.

Little did she know that this fantasy only existed in the wonderland She married a man whom she thought best fit in her criteria & thus made him her partner of life But " Sometimes life has a cruel sense of humor , giving you the thing you always wanted at the worst time possible " Her believe in her marriage has led to a total shut down when her own husband refused to give her place as his wife What was the reason for getting married to her when he was not ready to accept her as his wife ? Love is the only method to be adopted in saving the guilty hence taking risk but is it always the case to risk love for one who continually defiles the content of it leaving one in pain ?

While I'm trying to be fast, I always end up daydreaming. You know, imagining prince charming would swoop to my rescue and take me into his palace, and then we will live happily ever after. Not. I wish everything would be as simple as that, though. Lena would always say that I am a hopeless romantic that’s why my first and only relationship didn’t work out because I was expecting too much.

"Whatever, just get my food so I can go home" "Okay, señorita," Henry said and he goes out to get my food. Henry and I were friends with benefits he always there when I'm always stressed or sad. He makes me happy so I don't know what will happen to me once he finds someone who will love him for an eternity and I can't give that love. I can't even love my self so how can I love him. "Hey, Ria" Henry waved his hand in front of me. "What"

being happy about each other's path. “1... 2... 3...Clear...” Being fine ... “Raise the voltage!” ...when you see them walk away from your life. But, me... “Her heartbeat is getting too slow.” ... I'll come with him... We'll end up together again. We'll be happy. He is waiting for me... My hope is not here... I am... Blair... and this is my own happy ending. “Ms. Blair Novak. Time of death May 4, 2020, 9:00 pm.”

The voice that was released was like an intoxicating groan. Romeo touched her face, licking Rena's lips before taking a sip like lethal heroin. This is an addiction. The opium that made them both fly. The sun's rays are dimmer. The moon is rising to replace the sun. On the edge of a river with a swift current, two people make love to each other. Creates a more romantic atmosphere. Rena pressed Romeo's neck to keep him in position. She didn't want to be away from him now. She's already got a heartbreak. The lover she always dreamed of every night shadowed Romeo's face before she fell asleep.

He zipped his face over to look at me, the paleness of his eyes making a spot in the pit of my stomach swirl like crazy. I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, no. I told him to wait twenty years and then ask again. But I’m banking on the possibility he’ll lose interest by then. Because honestly,” I set my hand against my heart and fluttered my lashes. “I’m not sure how I could marry Cason when I’m holding out for Hopeless Henry.” Wick wrinkled his brow in absolute confusion. “Hopeless Who?” My mouth fell open. “No. No way! You haven’t heard of ‘Hopeless Henry’? How is that even possible?”

From a distance they seem like the happiest couple in the world and no other couple can match the romance they create. Calvin really couldn't stand the overly romantic scene in front of him. Wyne was now holding Hazel's hand as the woman seemed to have a hard time getting into her car. The strong wind is now blowing against the two of them, making the atmosphere between them more romantic and it's as if Calvin is watching a drama. Then after Hazel was fully seated in the car, the man suddenly lowered his face. Wyne seemed to take a long time to lean into Hazel's open car at the side of the wheel. His guess was that Wyne was currently kissing so passionately in Hazel's car that it made the ca

“ but i want him to suffer slowly, above all, let him smell what it’s like to lose everything, you ever have” “it shall be done!!”.....

For a moment, I am speechless. I don’t know how to respond to such words. It seems taken out of a romantic novel, one of those where the couple lives happily ever after, where there are no barbarians who hurt or a Lucian who tries to abuse your sister, where parents don’t offer you as a sacrifice to pay their debts. One of those novels with endings apotheosically full of love. “It’s a bit of a corny phrase.” I play hard to get, even though I feel like my heart has turned to butter: melted by this stranger. I smile at how he makes me feel.