Romance Comedy Book Novels & Stories

Kingsley teases her in a quiet, personal tone. There is a pause, and then he continues, “I want to be the person who makes you laugh and smile. I want to make you feel appreciated.” As Louisa listens silently, tears prick at the corners of her eyes. She responds, "I'd want that too," in a voice that is just above a whisper. The morning sun creeps into Louisa's chamber as they speak, bathing everything in a warm glow. Louisa has the impression that she is waking up to a brand-new world—one that is full of passion and romance and in which she and Kingsley are together.

Carefully, I slide the book from her lap and flip to the first page. It’s a romance novel. Women read about the kind of men they want, right? It doesn’t mean anything. It won’t hurt if I actually like the kind of guy she’d be into. It’d make our act more convincing. That’s all. I flip open the book and let my eyes skim the first few lines. She knew she shouldn’t want him. He was trouble, wrapped in a smile that made her forget her own name. I pause. That’s... intense.

she cocked her brow, her tone matter of fact. “Obviously not, but there has to be a middle ground between bed rest and insanity.” “There isn’t. That’s why bed rest sucks.” She settled into the chair beside the bed. “Want me to read to you? I found this absolutely terrible supernatural romance where the werewolf heroine falls for a vampire—” “That sounds awful.” “It’s amazingly awful. That’s the point.” She opened the book, clearing her throat dramatically. “Chapter One: The night I met Aire was the night everything changed…”

“Ronnie, we haven’t even left for our date yet and you’re already soaking me up in compliments. I might be too damn damp and wet by the time we finally get to dinner if you keep this up.” Ronnie laughed a little hard. She’s definitely got a good sense of humor. I like that. He thought. “Alright pretty girl, let’s get to our date then, shall we? But, for the record, I sure Would definitely not mind you getting wet on my account though”. he said to her in a witty tone. Belle couldn’t help herself. She smiled softly at him as he started the car engine and they drove off. They spent the next few minutes in companionable silence almost all through their ride to the restaurant.

Isabella isn't in the room and I glance around, wondering where she has gone when I hear the shower running. She must be in the bathroom. I was thinking she had gone somewhere else in embarrassment of what she had done to humiliate me but it's ok. I understand that she is only trying to help. I am thinking of going out to give her enough time to come out and get dressed when my gaze falls on the book on the sectional sofa. It looks like a novel so I pick it up. The title is MAIL-ORDER BRIDE and it looks like a romantic novel from the 20th century. I can figure it out from the cover of the book which has a bride and a man in a frock.

Now this story is all about Amber and Ivan aka Liam. You will able to see a glimpse of Rose and Joseph after the wedding life. If you are new here, You can also try my book " My Step Daddy". Warning ⚠️ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The book is Dark Romance and has some trigger scenes if you are not comfortable. Do not read.

Sophie is a typical romantic young woman. The books she reads most are romance fiction stories and the rules inside the books had become her treasured wisdom. "Let me tell you, in this type of properly arranged blind date, you will not be able to find any suitable partners. It is too old-fashioned. Everyone who comes will be prepared with their hearts filled with expectations and imaginations. When they really meet, they will not have any feelings anymore. The type of fate that comes unexpectedly is more reliable. For example, at a supermarket, when he reaches for something and accidentally hits you or he is pushing a trolley and accidentally knocks into you.......

I looked at him with a snort, I grabbed his cheek and pinched it so he moaned. "I knew it, you're going to do that to my cheek!" He said annoyed and rubbed his cheek. I burst out laughing and rolled over on his bed. "What about you, how are you?" I stopped at his question. "Tsk, you're still asking questions! It's boring too, can you believe we had a date at the library--" I didn't finish what I was going to say when he said something. "That's a good library, isn't it, I want to try it there but boys are so stagey, like girls, they prefer it in bed! By the way, what did you two do in there?"

The Nouveau-Riche Romance Chapter twenty-nine The brightness of the day filtered into the room. Illuminating it with its soft glow. The illumination was just enough to rouse Joan from sleep. Her body felt relaxed, she felt mellow really. It felt like she was coming down from a drug high. No, it was a sex high. Sex? Sex... Joan abruptly opens her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had sex with Asher. Now that she thought about it it was a crazy night and she wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced it.

He popped the trunk of the car, inside there were around six dozen roses, blackberry chocolates, and a stuffed wine with a beautiful colored note, "Will you like to join me for dinner tonight?" A big smile itself graced my lips, undoubtedly it was beautiful and innovative. I faintly touched them and looked up just to find that grinning handsome man staring at me. "You look beautiful when you smile. Much better than from your poker expression.” He bent towards me and whispered," But even more beautiful while blushing the way you are right now." and moved back. Everything was too much for me to intake. All surreal but scary. I composed myself and said," I used to think you are an irritating, a