One Way Romance Novels & Stories

I sighed, leaning my head against the window, trying to put the puzzle pieces together. We passed a couple, going past the main city park, a man on one knee proposing to a woman. She shook her head yes before jumping on him and kissing him. I smiled. I love real love the romance. It's all I've ever wanted. I wanted it with Damon, but he has never shown me any interest. I thought watching the couple as we passed. Realization dawned on me and ice filled my vain. Damon was aggressive, not angry, aggressive, but almost feral aggressive, uncontrollable aggression. There are two women in his living room. What if Damon found his mate? What if Damon found her and had not yet marked her or been marke

I needed to get out of this car, and fast. I couldn't let them drag me down with them. Andrew's hand tightened around the bottle, his neck going stiff, but he didn't say anything. He just kept driving. "People like him don't have much going for them," Sadie said, lips curling. "Of course, they drink whatever's cheapest. Unlike us, we only drink Aurelle, flown in from Montaire." Daphne smiled, eyes narrowing. "Sadie, stop. He probably doesn't even know what Aurelle is."

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

Maybe a potential romantic partner. And the way Raiden Kingston glared at his hand on her waist, his sweet smile but bitter eyes made Calvin think it wasn't one sided. He wanted her too. Calvin laughed at himself. First night of marriage, which couples spend being one, professing their love and sharing eachother's passion; there he was laying down, thinking about his wife's lover while she slept soundly by his side. What a strange way to start a marriage.

Not when I’m so sore in all the right places. I smile. My current situation has me filled with nostalgia, identifying the parallels between this very moment and the morning of my very first one-night stand with Marco. Where somehow, by fate, or mischievous methods of the universe, our paths have crossed in such a silly way. Only for now to be awaking from our night in bed together that has been done not strictly out of lust, but through true romantic desire and love. He loves me.

His gaze held a mixture of gratitude and something deeper, a sentiment he seldom revealed. As she continued to dress his wounds, the room seemed to shrink, narrowing down to the unspoken connection between them. Raina, in your writing, delves into the complexities of their romance. The physical act of dressing wounds serves as a metaphor for the healing they find in each other amid the chaos of their lives. Let the readers feel the emotional nuances, the uncharted territory of love in the shadows.

*** We open the store, help a couple of early customers, and within ten minutes Matteo has commandeered a stack of receipts and started sketching circles and arrows like we’re planning a heist. “Okay,” he says. “Option one: classic romance.” “Define classic.” “Candlelit dinner. Somewhere intimate. You get down on one knee. Boom. Tears.” “That’s… reasonable,” I say. He grimaces. “But expected.” “Cara likes expected,” I argue. “She likes thoughtful,” he counters. “There’s a difference.” A woman browsing the romance section coughs pointedly, clearly eavesdropping. Matteo lowers his voice anyway. “Option two: chaos.”

She says, gesturing with her hand. " Um and that's it." I say, awkwardly looking around the room. " That's it?" " Hmm?" I nod, still not looking at her. " Wow, please don't tell me you are one of those boring young couples." My eyes snap to her. " Pfft, no. Nothing about being with Roman O'Connor is boring. He is exciting, he makes me feel all giddy and he makes me feel like I am the only girl in his world. Sure he can be demanding and act crazy at times. He overreacts sometimes, he's possessive, loyal, attractive, a real man, and damn he is fine. He's literally a dream and the most important thing I am confident about, is his love for me. " I say, having risen to my feet and literally stari

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Roman explained “She felt appreciated….. and I’m sure you saw that she was the one who came to me and gave me the kiss. And when I held her on the stairs, she almost collapsed because of some heart pain…. It’s not my fault if she even finds me attractive, I’m only drawn to you” he placed his hand on her thigh Roman was a one woman type of man, he hadn’t been in many relationships or even any but he was the type to not cheat on his girl…. Besides he loved Harley and she was his mate, they both shared a connection that he wouldn’t have with another girl.