Hopelessly Romantic Novels & Stories

and moved back. Everything was too much for me to intake. All surreal but scary. I composed myself and said," I used to think you are an irritating, arrogant, and ruthless businessman. Never in my dreams, I thought you can be a ‘hopeless romantic’ too.” "See, when it comes to romance, I believe in keeping it simple. For a second, did you call me ‘hopeless romantic’ by any chance?", his words held a little annoyance. Very little that to be noted.

data-p-id=82eca71f7ac217849f3ba1383a595493,style=text-align:left;,"Whatever for?" data-p-id=d7e46828d3303f4c88e9ca7ef6cf5b82,style=text-align:left;,"For changing my life. For loving me. For being the kind of wife and mother any man could only dream about. For filling all the holes in my heart and making it feel so full that I fear it might burst of happiness."

“It’s not like that..I really like you romantically. This is the first time I fell in love with a woman. I know that I am not fit for you, that I’m not even qualified to fall in love with you but.. I can’t help it. What should I do?Tell me.” I saw her teary eyes. I am weak when a woman cries in front of me so I hug her, “Rhian, thank you so much for admiring me and for liking me but I already have a girlfriend. I apologize but I can’t entertain your feelings for me.” “No, please don’t apologize. I should be the one to tell you that I’m sorry but...please let me admire you and like you. I won’t bother you about how I feel, just let me like you.”

Or had she not even been aware of the fact she'd been in like, not in love, with the guy? Xavier shook his head, not understanding in the slightest. She had the hugest bleeding heart, comparable to no one else, and was a hopeless romantic. She didn't walk around in la-la land spouting sonnets, but under her skin, in her bones, she was a romantic. Why would she ever consider anything but the real deal?

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

I know that. "Mrs Adams. That is what I'm saying, his love for her turned hatred and anyone going against his will is in danger. He sees everyone who tries to stop him from hurting Anna as his enemy, but now we have a new record and hope." My ears peeked up at the mention of hope. "What is it?" I quickly blurted. My eyes raising up at him. "It is only you that can calm him." "How so?"

"Something’s still missing. But it’ll be here soon." I perked up. "What did you order?" He patted the spot next to him. I got the hint and leaned against him. His arm wrapped around my shoulders, warm and steady. My heart started racing again, completely out of control. I had to admit that I was the definition of a hopeless romantic, never learning my lesson. The sea breeze whispered in my ear, the waves rolled steadily, and the stars above shone extra bright. Everything around us seemed to dim, leaving only the starry sky and glowing moonlight over our heads, spilling their glow over us.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

When I woke up this morning the sun seemed to be shining a little brighter. I am a hopeless romantic. I was always a reader of the happily ever after romance novels and that was what I always wanted for myself. That should have been my life eight years ago but evil stepped in and changed that. Evil will not win this time because I have the chance at happiness again.

In the hush of the night, they found solace in the shared silence, a language of their own that spoke volumes of unspoken emotions. As they gazed at the stars above, a sense of peace settled over them, a knowing that their meeting was not just a chance encounter but a destined connection that would shape their lives in ways they had never imagined. In the quiet of the night, surrounded by the whispers of the wind and the rustle of leaves, Axel and Hazel embraced the promise of a slow burn romance that was waiting to blossom in the quiet spaces between their hearts.