Meet-cute Story Novels & Stories

Icen Evren Knight, you’re in trouble. Her smile fades a little. Her lips pout. “A meet-cute.” “What?” I turned my head sharply to look at her, the sudden shift in topic throwing me off balance. “We need a meet-cute, Ice.” The way she truncated my name—God, hearing her say my name? Unfair. It sounded like a claim. My pants tighten, the sudden flood of lust so strong I had to physically adjust in my seat, trying not to groan. “Your family and friends will ask how we met,” she says simply, recognizing the practical necessity of the lie.

“So is there a bad side to this story or something?” “Yeah, I just told you the bad side.” “Yes, but I was expecting something else, and you still haven’t told me how they met.” “Well, Gia was in her father’s company working some sort of odd job while she was trying to go through her modeling school. And Anthony, well, he was handling his business. So when her father’s business started going downhill, he needed someone who would help build it up, and Anthony took up that role. Anthony was young and he had the potential. So Mr. Tokomashi, Gia’s father, decided to pair them up together in a surprise dinner meeting. It was like an ambush for the both of them. Now it worked. Both of them liked e

Damien looked up. “You know, our epic story. How we met. How we fell in love. For inn case your grandfather asks.” For once, Damien put his phone down. His face turned serious. “Fine. We met at a gala. It was Love at first sight. I chased you until you agreed to date me.” Cara raised an eyebrow. “That’s your story? Sounds like a bad movie script.” “It works,” Damien said smoothly. Cara rolled her eyes but nodded. “Fine. But if he asks me what I like about you, I’m saying nothing.”

When most of the guests have finished their meals, a hostess took the microphone and announced, “Now that our stomachs have already been graced, it’s finally time to hear from our engaged couple, and share their love story to everyone.” After a round of applause, Warren took over the microphone and smiled confidently at the room of over fifty guests. In his tall frame, Warren started his tale, “Camilla and I met through a common friend. We-” His green eyes glanced at Camilla adoringly as his fiancé sat at the front-most table. He resumed, “We started out just friends but the more we saw each other, attraction happened after a year and we hit it off!” The crowd hooted, wanting to hear more. H

I dove way too deep into my memories to find the exact words that I can tell the young girl concerning her dad without including curses, spite, and other things that should not be heard by a minor. “… but here’s a fun fact; I was the first one to meet your Dad and not your Mom. So, I met both your Mom and Dad first before they meet each other!” I felt a bit of shame as this is the only thing I can tell her about her beloved father, whom she is very interested in. I am very sorry to disappoint you, dear. “You’re really f-funny, Aunt Rosie.” Laura said as she let out a chuckle. There goes that patented Belkacem stammer. Good thing it is genetic and not contagious, because if the latter is the

“Remember the guy I met in the grocery store?” “Uh no.” She looked at me with an annoyed expression. “Yes, you do.” “I honestly don’t,” I said. “You never mentioned him to me.” “Shamus.” “His name is Shamus?” I asked. “Shamus,” Melody nodded. “Dark hair, brown eyes, killer smile, and a great butt.” “Still not ringing any bells.” “Okay, I guess I didn’t tell you then,” Melody said, with a shrug. “So basically…I met him at the grocery store.”

] Felix also replied: [I have a date tomorrow, so I can't accompany both of you. Abigail and Melody practically typed a bunch of words simultaneously: [You're in a relationship? How old is she? Where is she from? What job does she do?] These questions were just like those that aunts back at home might ask. Felix answered them: [We met at a comic convention a few days ago. She really liked the comic that our studio produced and was Caterpie's fan. She's a really lovely girl, and I want to pursue her. Whether I succeed or not is uncertain.]

“What did he do? Was he mad?” “As far as I can tell, no.” I shrugged. “I tried to buy him a new one to apologize for the mistake, but before I knew it, he was on his way. I didn’t even get his name until earlier when he dropped Noah off.” “No way. Girl, you are so lucky. It’s like some cheesy romance meet-cute.” “Meet-what?” I asked. “You know, a meet-cute, like when the two love interests meet for the first time because their dog’s leashes get tangled, or they reach for the same book in the library—”

When we take our seats, Jonathon begins to ask questions which I am not ready for because it isn’t like Asher and I went over what we planned to tell people. ‘’So, how did you two meet?’’ Jonathon asks. I wait for the waiter to fill our glasses with water before answering. ‘’It was a mere accident. We literally ran into each other,’’ I lie. ‘’Come on, tell us more. I love a good, ah… love story.’’ Sarah says. I take a breath and can see Asher looking at me. ‘’Ok, see, I was out jogging one morning and I was paying more attention to the music blasting in my ear. We collided with each other, and I fell in love then and there.’’

Vivian said while giving her father a thumbs-up with a smiley face. Mr. Swift continues telling Vivian the story of how both he and her mother grow up. And it turns out he fell in love at first sight with her mother when he first saw her when they were young. And how they both reached adolescence and started dating, how they both got married, how her mother supported and encouraged him when he was finding ways to earn money and start his own business, how they found out her mother was pregnant with her, how her pregnancy went and lastly he did not forget how she was born. Just after Mr. Swift was done with his explanation the hospital room door opened and Doctor Vince emerge inside with two