Must Read Romance Novels & Stories

“She’ll probably spend the whole holiday in here if you let her.” I walked the aisles slowly, trailing my fingers over the books. Classics. Thrillers. A whole section of contemporary romance—Mirabel’s doing, mostly. She’d started collecting them in high school, said they were “escapist but smart.” I’d never read them. Too many happy endings. Too much hope wrapped in pretty words. I pulled one down at random. Dark cover, brooding man in a suit, and title written in gold foil: Claimed by the Billionaire. I snorted softly, then slid it back.

I applied a touch of mascara, lipstick, and eyeshadow. I opened the door and head downstairs. I don’t know why but I feel like reading a romance novel, It’s been very long since I read a romance novel but something is just telling me to ahead and read it, the only times I enjoy reading a romance novel is when I am with Evan, we always read novels together. It’s actually a fun simple way to spend the weekend.

LUCAS For some reason, the moment I stepped inside Eclipse, I had a sinking feeling that tonight wasn’t going to go according to plan. The bass thumped through the crowded room, vibrating beneath my shoes as colored lights swept across the dance floor. The place was packed, just the way it usually was on Friday nights. Normally, this was exactly my kind of night. Come in, have a few drinks, meet someone interesting, get on top of, or under, said person and forget their name before sunrise.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

A sharp bell rang out, echoing through the night. A shrill voice announced, "The time has come. Let the bride enter!" A black carriage, lavishly decorated yet unsettling, rolled in slowly. The door opened, and a bride in a blood-stained wedding dress stepped out gracefully. "Where's my groom?" George hurried over, waving for the puppets to drag me away. He pointed at the players seated at a long table. "My lady, please take a look. Which one do you favor?" The bride lifted her veil. Blood slid down her face like melting wax. Her crimson eyes swept across the crowd. "I'm not satisfied with any of them. Not a single one looks pleasing."

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His throat choked with emotions. His eyes moved to her. He had to do something. This woman was changing him, indeed. Elena’s POV She was frustrated. He was working and she was just roaming around his house like a zombie. She walked back again to the hall and picked a book from the shelf. She chose her favorite “Romeo and Juliet” and started reading. She had been in the play when she was 15 but she had never read the book. She had always wanted a man who would love her like crazy. Not that she wanted him to die like Romeo but at least love her as passionately as him.

"Then I won't let it go this time. You've been dodging this subject for as long as I can remember, and it's time to confront it." "Are you serious right now?" "Absolutely. I'll select five romance novels I've read on Novel, and you have the rest of the week to read them. If, by the end, you still despise romance novels, scratch that, if you don't feel even a smidgen of positivity about them, I'll never pester you about romance or your commitment hang-ups again."

Trust me when I say, it will get intense as you read on, but if it's something you can't handle—take a deep breath, splash a cup of cold water on your face, sleep and step away for a while when it becomes too overwhelming… then return and please, pick up from where you left off. It's a forbidden romance trope, so it's definitely going to test you at intervals. You might read things that would make you want to slap the FL or throw the ML into a ditch—yes, it's that triggering. But, I would prefer it if you read this book with an open mind, knowing that there's a lot to come, knowing that it's called dark romance for a reason.

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi