Real Short Romance Novels & Stories

"The incurable romantic is usually the one who believes in love at first sight. He faithfully believes that God has placed him in the world so that he would stay eternally with a single person, and spends half his life creating the perfect family he was destined to have. The incurable romantic thinks that his mission on earth is to shape his dreams in favor of that special person who can arise from one moment to the next. And he is always willing to throw himself headlong into lasting relationships. Zachary slid his fingers into the bone of my collarbone, drawing a diagonal line to the top of my breasts. Nervous, I lost the line of thought and watched her touch, becoming aware of the tinglin

It was so thick a blunt knife could cut through it. She moved her hands away, and moved it to the other plate. The movie began. “Of course it's some ridiculous romance story,” Luca said at the very first scene. She chuckled but didn't say anything afterwards. “In what world is any man refusing a ten million dollar offer from an older woman just to fuck her? This is the problem with romance stories. They're not realistic.” “You sound like one of those overly logical professors dissecting a movie,” Mia chuckled as she munched her delicious chicken.

His face turned red, and he quickly looked sideways, like he was scared someone was listening. “I…” I moved one step closer to the impossibly handsome man in front of me. “Were you trying to seduce me?” He shook his head violently. “No, I was just trying to prove that this whole thing is real.” “So kissing me was the best way?” I dropped my arms slowly, my arm brushed my belt which was the only thing holding my pants right now. Ethan was too attractive. All he had to do was look at me with those warm eyes of his and I would get hard.

Am I settling for him out of comfort, or is there still a real connection? On the other hand, Romain attracts me like never before. He is handsome, exciting, and makes me feel things I haven't felt in a long time. I let myself be swept away by the intensity of these emotions, but I also ask myself: am I pursuing something real with him, or am I just attracted to the new and passionate side of the relationship? Romain is younger, richer, and seems like he can have any woman he desires. So, why would he be interested in me? Is it just a game for him? I’m afraid that in the end, he’ll just drop me, as if I were a mere fling.

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."

"Admit what last night was. What this is." "Dante…." "Say it." His thumb circled deliberately, watching her face as pleasure built. "Tell me the truth, Isabella. What are we?" "We're—" Rd She couldn't think, couldn't breathe, couldn't do anything except feel. "We're in love. We're—oh God—we're real." "That's right." Dante's mouth covered hers as he entered her in one smooth thrust, swallowing her gasp. "Real. Not a contract. Not an arrangement. Real."

"This has gone far enough! It was just a dumb bet. Do you have to make a fool of yourself like this?" He caught my frown and smirked, thinking he'd struck a nerve. "Face it, I don't love you. Once your game is over, you'll come running back. Don't expect me to be nice about it." His arrogant attitude wiped out the last bit of feelings I had left for him. "Fake or real, time will tell," I said, leading Jordan to leave. Livio moved to stop us, but Maggie latched onto his arm. "Since Diane's got a fiancé now, I'll be your girlfriend."

“Make me yours, Jonathan.” I whispered in a seductive tone, closing the distance between our lips. The desire to feel him inside me overwhelmed me, and I longed for our souls to merge forever, untouchable by anyone who would dare to separate us. “It’s unbelievable that this moment has finally arrived, the day I’ll claim you. I’ve been eagerly awaiting this day, which felt like an eternity. Thank you, my angel, for never giving up on me. I love you so much. You are a precious gift from God.” He confessed, his eyes brimming with love and deep desire as he gazed at me.

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

Then my fingers dip in, searching for something to ease the tension in the room. "Do you like romance?" I ask, raising one above my head. It is only when I have asked him that I think about how the question might sound to him. Come on! He isn't smiling when he says, "What a cliché. Rom coms always seem to have the same stories with nothing fancy, nothing real. Give me something real, please."