Older Romance Novels & Stories

he even left the decision on the DVD up to me. Then he showed me his impressive collection. I estimated it was around two hundred titles. He could almost open his own video store! Luckily I made my choice quickly. It was Romeo Must Die , an action movie about two gangs fighting each other. Of course, romance couldn't be missing either. A young man enters the scene and wants to solve the death of his brother. He meets a girl who also lost her brother. As time would have it, they fell madly in love with each other. The film ended with them getting together and getting their questions answered.

he asked. “Maybe I just don’t have anything to say to you.” “Ouch,” he said, mock-clutching his chest. “And here I thought we were bonding.” The corner of my mouth tugged before I could stop it. “Stealing my fries isn’t bonding.” “Depends how you look at it,” he murmured, eyes on the road. “Some people would call it intimacy.” My pulse stuttered. I looked away quickly, forcing my gaze out the window again.

The smell of new books has kept enticing a chunk of the population, albeit a smaller percentage, and mostly, people who buy from us are collectors, those who are too rich to spend money on things of the past–and that's what we offer: old, tanning books with worn out spines; a remnant of the past, a time when HarmonyMatch was never a thing. I man the register for a couple of old folks who got a stack of magazines. I smiled as they walked out the store, his hands on her shoulder, both smiling as they talked about their purchase. I thought about how they were Matched, whether they knew each other before the ceremony, if they were childhood sweethearts, or if they were familiar faces you see on

That cigarette box he mentioned was clearly labeled: Durex Ultra-Thin—Bare Feel. It turned out Sam wanted me to hand him condoms for him and another woman. I froze in disbelief. Just like that, a memory hit me. I remembered a time I’d made a scene, crying and pleading for him to quit smoking. He’d held me tight and promised again and again that he would. And he really had. Now, it was clear that a lot of time had passed since then. So much time that this 38-year-old version of Sam didn’t feel like the man I married anymore. He was a stranger.

Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

His mouth moved slowly at first, tasting the sweetness lingering on my lips before his tongue brushed lightly across them, coaxing my mouth open just enough for him to steal the candy back with a quiet amused breath. My heart skipped wildly. For a moment neither of us moved. Then he leaned closer again. This time when his lips met mine the kiss deepened, lingering longer as if he was savoring the taste we now shared. The sweetness of the strawberry candy mixed with the warmth of his breath. My fingers tightened around the edge of my seat. His hands stayed braced against the car instead of touching me, one resting near the headrest beside my head while the other remained near the mirror, yet

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

she grumbled. "But I know," he murmured, pulling her to him. He kissed her lips to sweeten the deal. "I don't want to marry you for saving your reputation or for all the other wrong reasons. I want to marry you because I'm in love with you and for all the other right reasons. So tell me, Olivia. Will you forgive me for being an utter ass and allow me to spend the rest of my life making it up to you?" He pulled out the ring he’d had made especially for her.

Then the old woman said the best thing to do now is for Andrew and Rose to get married and go back to the new world since Joseph is on the run right now and wait for him because she's very sure that Joseph will be looking for a way to go back to the new world. The old woman treat Alfred wound while Rose and Andrew get prepared and had a little wedding the old woman join them together by performing some rite and after she pronounced them a couple, rain started falling and the angel of love come to the temple of love and started singing with sweet melody voice. People knew that some lover are having their rite and the love is genuine for the angel of love to come and sing for them. The old wom