Humorous Romance Novels & Stories

This was on a whole new level of absurdity. I glanced up at Xavier, who was now leaning against the closet door, arms crossed. Sameera, who had been unusually quiet during all of this, finally decided to chime in. “Oh, great. Romantic tasks with the big bad wolf. Shouldn’t we get matching outfits?” I nearly snorted at her sarcasm but kept my composure. Barely. “You have got to be kidding me,” I finally said, my voice laced with disbelief as I flicked the paper with my fingers. “Cooking, walks, personal secrets, flirtatious remarks? Are we in a romantic comedy now, or are we still pretending this is a marriage contract?”

He tells me while he sees his ties. “Ouch!” I say angrily. “What nonsense.” I said, very upset by what he just told me. “The best thing you can give to a dead person is to always remember them for what they were. “This is not a movie, Miss Jefferson.” He tells me, looking at me seriously. “It could be a movie, don't you believe in what happens in romantic movies?” I asked him, confident that the world is not so bad and maybe it can be as beautiful as movies.

A while later, laughter breaks through the room as John begins to crack her up with his silly jokes, especially when he shares a story about a disastrous attempt to cook dinner for a friend, just the previous day. Evelyn can’t help but laugh at his self-deprecating humor, her guard slipping slightly, without her even noticing. Every now and then, their gazes would lock, unspoken and restricted feelings hanging heavily between them. Whenever Evelyn’s heart races, she would quickly look away, pretending to fuss with her coffee or adjust a cushion. At a point, John reaches out absentmindedly to brush a strand of hair from her face, his fingers grazing her cheek and his expression, suggestive.

I could tell before he even opened his mouth that he had come up with something to say. “All day, I’ve been thinking about how funny some things are.” Maverick said in a voice edged with a familiar tease. “Rumors have a way of being right sometimes.” Heat flooded my cheeks and before I could stop it, the words were out of my mouth. “You’re insufferable.” His grin widened. “And yet…” his eyes flicked to my face, catching the way I was biting down on my lip, “…you can’t even deny it without blushing.”

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

" 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?"

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.

“When I fell in love with plain Jane.” It would have been a romantic scene, but this retard guy chortled at his own statement. Ever since the ‘high school’ incident, my bond with Judiel and Mirajane grew stronger. So strong that we were able to laugh at this kind of joke when others would think of it as a ‘below the belt’ pun. We became more comfortable and confident that this won’t be a reason for us to start a fight. “So, what are we planning to do?” I asked after laughing with them.

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.

COLLEGE ROMANCE Written by: Authoress Ricky 🦋 Chapter Fifteen 🦋 My eye were close shut but after I didn't get any kiss from him, I open my eye and saw him staring at him. "What were you thinking" he use his finger to wipe the ice cream on my lips and lick it before he poke my nose making me squeak. "That hurt" I said rubbing my nose. "You are really dirty minded" he teased and I roll my eye and step away from him angrily. "Don't be mad at me you, weren't actually expecting me to kiss you"a smirk form on his lips and I knew he was playing me.