Real Romance Novels & Stories

’ Duilio sighed. ‘I want every little horny bitch in this pack and world to know he’s ours. But we can’t just fast forward or skip ahead. This isn’t a movie or book, André. And I want us to be prepared for the reality of post-war. It won’t be sunshine and rainbows.’ He reminded me. I know this is real life and not a movie or romance book. But I want it to feel like one, at least sometimes. I want to get swept away by the mate bond and share sweet romantic as well as hot, sweaty moments with Darren.

He smirked, "It is called accepting reality, you should try it some try." "I believe that love exists. Yes, the romance novels sell it way too beautiful, it becomes far-fetched and the movies heap cliche lines that are supposed to make you cry, it feels exaggerated. But I do believe that somewhere, two lovers' eyes meet and they can plainly see the love in them," She shrugged, "It isn't perfect, convenient but it doesn't have to be. They might have bills and work four jobs but in that briefest second when they hold each other, their body flushed against the other they remember why they were worth it, why they will pick the life they had a million times."

Of all genres, romance. I just want to be reminded of what it feels like to be loved. To be wanted. And I'm not saying it to sound like a ‘Bitch’—as Jordan will call it. But then, no man was made to be an island or live solemnly on an island. Secondly, it pulls me out of reality and I'm just hanging on the edge of fiction and harsh reality flavored with chaotic people. “Yeah. It does.” Because sometimes, you don’t read stories for the truth.

As long as he loved her, that's the only thing she's ever dreamed of, this one only thing is enough for her. Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, she calmed herself, and pushed all these negative thoughts away. His smiling face appeared in her eyes and she let out a little smile. Making the apple of the cheeks turn to the shade of red, contrasting with her pale skin. Just like a teenager thinking about her crush. Even in her twenties, Areena is madly in love with Edward, the love of her life. "The only thing that matters is I love him. And I always do."

in messy hair, he was looking as always a handsome tyrant. "He left half an hour ago and why are you so sweating? Bebe." he showed fake sympathy by caressing her cheek. his drunk and lusty eyes were seeking something. she pushed his hand away. "Your enmity is bonded with me. don't involve my family in this matter." she raised her finger at him and told him in an icy tone. he gave a devil smirk on her words as he didn't mind her. He took out his hand from the pocket and He put his hand on her waist and pulled her. She was hit by his chest.

Jen approached madly to Loki while he gripped her arms as tightly and said. "Why do you come here just without my permission? Didn’t I told you never come to my birthday,?. “ and he added “ Let me be honest with you. The truth is... I never love you at the beginning. I just used you to replace her but let's end this. I don't want you anymore. I like women who have strong body, sweet, good -looking, a woman who can beautifully dressed and well-shaped body. While you are just dumb, simple girl, weak, quiet, and worthless. You're really shameful as my girlfriend. It's over now. Our relationship is just a joke."

Beginning of Book 3 Ruled by the Princess: Realm of the Chosen, a Reverse Harem Romance The sound of horses’ hooves beating against packed earth, cheers from the crowded stands, and the jarring clang of wood on metal were all drowned out by the sound of Princess Katrinetta’s heart beating out of her chest as she stared down from the riser. Gripping the wooden barrier that separated her from a fifteen foot fall to the arena floor beneath her, Kit’s knuckles were white, and despite the cool temperatures, a fine line of perspiration beaded her forehead.

Reo only felt annoyed with Jack, so the images of his kind behavior towards Jack were always in his mind. "Jack, it's true what romantic male characters say in romance novels. Missing is heavy. Very, very hard. I miss you, Jack. I wanted to meet you, but... I'm afraid. I'm embarrassed. I don't want you to feel disgusted, because make friends with someone like me." Reo gave a forced smile. "Gay man who openly confesses in front of a man he loves, even though I know ... that Jack is a normal man, not an abnormal like me."

“I don’t see how it’s so scandalous. I remember nothing of it. It feels more like a mythical legend to me, quite unlike the dream about—” I broke off abruptly, horrified I’d almost mentioned my naughty dream. Unfortunately, I’m sure he knew exactly what I meant. His grin turned downright lecherous. As my face heated unnaturally, the irritatingly amused prince actually chuckled. I was so sure he was going to tease me, but all he said was, “No. True love’s kiss wouldn’t have affected the flogging marks. They’re healing on their own. The situation would have to be quite extreme—as in life saving—for one of those kisses to take effect. But if you’d wish to try kissing me better, anyway—”

LORENZO I sat by the window in a coffee shop. I was staring out the window, watching the passerbys. Couples strolled together, hand in hand, parents took a walk with their children and teens sauntered down the streets, holding hands with their girlfriends or boyfriends. I sighed and lowered my gaze. There were times when I yearned for a real relationship with a woman and today was one of them. I wanted to feel what it meant to love someone so deeply and be loved in return.