Hopelessly Romantic Novels & Stories

She beamed at me from across the room, her cheeks flushed with enthusiasm. I took a deep breath, rolling my eyes at the sudden festivity. Valentine’s Day, a day to be reminded that romance could be a fairy tale for others but a tired story for me. The dream’s ghost whispered at the back of my mind, and I shoved it aside with a sigh. Emma pointed at the poster plastered near the bulletin board. It featured two clocks perfectly synchronized, below the tagline: The Perfect Lover. "Isn't it romantic?" Emma gushed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “If I could, I wish... well, maybe someday I’ll find someone like that.” She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movi

It felt like they were laughing at me, but Jason came close and held me by the waist. "Don't mind that brother of yours, he is just helplessly inlove with the wrong person. If I didn't know you are both not into eachother, I would have been too angry, seeing you both dance together". He says, referring to Him and Ariana, when he says, Myles is in love with the wrong person, but I guess he is right. Myles is helplessly inlove with the wrong person, while I am helplessly inlove with him, but I cannot tell if he is the wrong person, but with what has happened this evening, I just know that I could never tell him how I feel about him, else, he might laugh at me. And that would be worse than I am

I asked, trying to hide my amusement. Raphael nodded enthusiastically. "Absolutely! Think about it, Delilah. The sun, the sand, the sea...it's the perfect setting for romance. And with no distractions, they'll be forced to talk to each other, to get to know each other. It's the perfect recipe for love!" I couldn't help but laugh at his silly idea. But as I looked at Raphael, I saw the determination in his eyes, and I knew that he was serious about making this plan work.

How can someone like Caelum, a prince and all-around perfect person, not have anyone ever? "Never," he said, a smile forming. "And if you have read my details on HarmonyMatch, Skye, you would know." I blushed. I actually didn't read his profile on the app. Besides the hectic media mess and the brisk departure and the lessons with Madam Roserta, I didn't really have the time. And I guess I was scared that reading his profile would make me even feel that I don't deserve him. "Sorry," I mumbled. "Wait, does that mean you know I…?" I trailed off.

I'm only 26 so have plenty of time for that. Janet on the other hand, is a hopeless romantic. She believes that everyone should be in love. She can go on and on about her endless romantic encounters, she is indeed hopeless. In myeyes she falls in love way too easily, but I can't help but be happy for her each time it happens.

The werewolves died instantly as the arrows pierced through them. The werewolves got furious and they transformed in anger, but they were disappointed seeing that it was only one person they would gather against. Ronnet was confused, but he urged his soldiers to get her and tear her into pieces. Within seconds the werewolves already chased Althea into the middle of the field. Just then Althea whistled and the werewolves found themselves in the middle of a fire. The warrior witches began firing the poisoned silver arrow at them from every angle. Ronnet, seeing what was happening around him, jumped out of them. She began shaking the trees violently.

“Your eyes take my sleep away, your voice takes my breath away, just take it all away but in return give your heart to me.” He beamed with happiness, his lips curving up and I saw his eyes sparkle, little did I know my heart was beating faster. “I’ll take good care of it, I’ll shield it with mine, don’t worry…” Worry? Being with you? Phoenix and worry, they don’t even intersect. I wish I could say these words to him, tell him that he already has my heart but somehow, I couldn’t mold it out of my mouth. “Phoenix… can you hold me?” Was all I could say, I am a hopeless romantic, what is romance anyway? Would it be my fault if I say I'm unfamiliar with this term?

HEY GUYS, I'VE DECIDED TO START POSTING LITTLE POEMS WHICH I WROTE DURING THE COURSE OF WRITING THIS STORY. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. ROMANCE What is romance, yeah yeah yeah Where is romance Isn't it here? Is it a knight in shinning armor Can I ever see it? Can I ever experience it? I want my own romance With my most romantic fantasy Filled with dreams that May not come to pass But I can't stop fantasizing

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?!

I took the note that came with them and opened it. Hello, beautiful, I hope that you like these. I am looking forward to tonight. Try not to miss me too much, lol. G X I smiled brightly as I read the card. I should have known they were from him. I have been so taken back recently by how sweet and romantic he has been. Not only with the beautiful gifts, but sweet texts when we have been apart, and just his behaviour in general. He was like a hopeless romantic and like the perfect boyfriend. I know that part hasn’t been made official, but it is what he was like.