One-star Romance Novels & Stories

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 said, and cast her eyes down, shaking her head. I could see her mood swing from one of hope to one that was reflective. She thought deeply. She remained silent for close to a minute before she spoke again. “Grandson,” she bounced back much spiritedly, with warmth in her voice, “romance is like a dice; it always takes two sides to win a fortune but often, it is only one side that gets the attention. The one you love may not love you back. And it is highly unlikely that two people would love each other equally. Like the downside of a dice, a true lover isn’t one that comes with glory to seek your praise. There would be no top side of a dice if the down side decides not to rest.

Below us, Newvale City glittered at night like a fake starry sky. I shoved the window open, and the night air rushed in, icy and sharp, cutting through the pain for a second. It felt amazing. "Hey, Francis, what do you even like about me?" He paused, searching for words. "I'm not sure. The moment I saw you ten years ago, I just knew I had to have you." "Had to have me..." I snorted, a bitter edge to my laugh. "So, I never had a choice? I couldn't even just zone out and get through life?"

This felt nice, not stiff like dinner with Zephan… no, we aren’t thinking about the past, not when the future is here. Harl leaned closer to me, his lips brushing mine, “I love you,” he whispered as he kissed me. “Aww, you make me want to believe that there is love,” Lennie whispered. Darius stared at her with a strange look in his eyes, but wasn’t going to mention that, they would find their path, their journey was just starting, just like Harl and I had found our way back to each other. I gabbed harl’s hand as we stared at the sunset.

Everyone froze, and the private room went completely silent. Oscar slowly lifted his eyes to look at the woman in front of him, only to see a burning hatred blazing in her gaze. "Wake up already! I'll say this one last time—I don't love you, and I don't have any feelings for you! I love my husband, Jamie! He's the only one for me, now and forever! If you keep harassing me, we won't even be friends!" George and Theo exchanged a glance. They'd never seen Shirley this furious before.

Friends, not knowing we had broken apart, filled my inbox with complaints. One of them told me Zachary and Tracy had rented out the entire amusement park for a date. He had spent 50 million dollars on fireworks by the river, lighting up the night for Tracy. They even stayed on a mountaintop until sunrise, sharing pictures on Instagram to parade their romance. I stared in silence at the photos our friends sent me. Could Zachary have forgotten that I had once done every one of those things in those photos with him? If he wanted to disgust me so much, how could he not feel the same?

"Classic Hart." Hailey shrank back without thinking. The door creaked open, and she finally got a good look at the woman—the one who owned the dog. Vanessa Decker. Nolan's latest actress obsession. She waltzed in, all fake sweetness. "Ms. Hart, I'm sooo sorry. Mike didn't mean to bite. He just likes bones. Maybe you're a little too skinny—he got confused." She whipped out a crusty old bone from behind her back.

Sneering, Henry undid his tie while pressing the button to pull up the divider between the back seat and the front. "You said I'm not keeping you satisfied, huh? I'll satisfy you this time." "Henry! Have you gone mad?" Elena barely managed to get the words out before Henry kissed her. It was the first true act of intimacy between them since the day they got married. Henry's breath grew ragged and impatient. He thought he felt nothing for Elena, but the sweet taste of her lips and the warmth of her skin stirred up the instinctive desire he'd kept suppressed for years.

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

ONE NIGHT DEAL (One Night Love’s Book 2) Blurb: In order to find the truth about their son’s case and whereabouts, Freya and Jacob decided to make a ONE NIGHT DEAL. Pretense, denial, deception, and secret love. They planned a game, but what if fate also played with them? Can they win the game of love? Is there a chance for a complete and a happy family, or will it be completely destroyed by those who oppose their unity?