Romance Artist Novels & Stories

And we can look at instances such as - calling yourselves romantic names rather than your real names". I scoffed and almost laughed and Ryan noticed. Romantic names indeed. "Yes - it's one of the spices of a relationship. You shouldn't just go ahead calling each other by your names. You can make use of something like baby, sugar, sweetheart, love, and all that..." "Ma'am" I suddenly cut in and raised my hand. Oh, God! I didn't even realize when I did that. "Yes ma'am Bethel? Do you have something to say?" The counselor asked and I slowly stood up.

I whispered, hurriedly walking toward the servant. Π•Π I got home and wanted to just go to bed and sleep to my satisfaction but when I saw my roommate, Regina, I knew that would be impossible. “Hey, Sandy!” She said from her spot on the floor. I approached her and looked down at her, seeing what she was doing. She had an art piece on the floor with some paintbrushes and colors scattered around her. Regina was an artist and ever since I met her in college, she's been a close friend of mine. She had an art gallery and was known around for her great art.

“I rather like it.” I can feel my cheeks heating up. “Tell me, young lady, what is it you do for a living?” Julian asks me. “I know you can’t possibly work for this stuffy old fart.” “Old fart! I’m forty-five, you pompous ass!” Damien banters back. “You forgot to add ‘fat’ this time. You must really like this one.” Julian’s eyes reflect his good humor. “I really am curious.” I fidget with my clutch. “I’m… um… an artist, sir. A painter.”

Emma stared at the business card Jake had handed her across his desk, reading the elegant script for the third time: "Hearts & Words: A Romance Writing Workshop. Led by bestselling author Diana Rosewood. Saturday, 2-6 PM, Greenwich Village Community Center." "You want me to go to a romance writing workshop?" Emma's voice pitched higher despite her efforts to sound professional. "I want you to be around other writers who understand the challenges of writing authentic emotional content." Jake leaned back in his chair, his expression carefully neutral. "Diana Rosewood is one of the most respected voices in contemporary romance. Her workshops focus on emotional authenticity rather than technical

"Yup. Venice, the city of love. Perfect for a honeymoon. And I promise, no bikinis." She rolled her eyes. "Just couldn't help yourself, could you?" His grin was unrepentant. "Tried to. There's the food." He kissed his fingers and rattled off something in Italian. "The music and the art. You are going to love Venice, mia cara." "There's no third party present, Drew. You don't have to call me a pet name." "Friends have pet names for one another." She placed the heel of her palms over her eyes. "Don't tell me that, Drew."

"You are the best person in the world." At that moment, Ximena had regained her appearance from when she was alive. There was a soft, girlish charm in the way she moved. She probably died at only 17 or 18. I gently patted her head and said sincerely, "I'll only ever be good to you."

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

“You’re young don’t do it, there’s a lot of opportunities out there! And I won’t let you sell your body for fame! You’re making my headache Artemesia! Shut up and turn on the TV first so I can calm down!” I turned on the TV in the conference room. ‘Artemesia Vena is seen together with the bachelor billionaire Braxton Rozx Bentley an hour ago in a Coffee shop near Artemesia Vena’s condominium. As you can see in the picture from our source. They are close to each other while both holding a cup of coffee. Artemesia Vena is famous for being a clingy girlfriend because of her songs and she’s also called by the netizens as the psycho clingy dater. One question is left in our minds. Is Braxton Rozx

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

"Ms. Cindy, Mr. Emmanuel, this is Katie Megan Romero. The Newbreed Theater Actress of this generation." Enrique introduced me and then I shaked with their hands one by one. "Have a seat Ms. Romero." Mr. Emmanuel said. "Thanks Sir." I responded. "Ms. Cindy is the artist handler and Mr. Emmanuel will be your manager." Enrique said. "I am super excited to be handled by them." I said as Mr. Emmanuel and Ms. Cindy are slowly nodding their heads.