Romance Comedy Novels & Stories

“Seduce him. Romance him. Make him fall in love with you . . .” How can I do that? I’m done in seducing him, and romancing him, but make him fall in love to me? Is beyond impossible. That’s really next to impossible. He won’t fall in love with me. This is just a marriage for convenience. Both Callum and Dad were benefiting in this marriage, our companies were now . . . merging. And because of Callum agreeing to Daddy’s proposal, he is very happy because he will be able to enter Callum’s company without difficulty. And I wonder what Daddy can do.

Sandra continued. “Do you want to see me living with someone I don't like?” Lucas asked. He snorted briefly and shook his head. “Forget about marrying her, I can't even stand sitting with her for five minutes.” “You haven't tried, Luc. Everything will be different once you get married. I am sure of it.” “Do we need to make a deal?” Lucas proposed. Sandra paused in confusion, her irritation turning into bewilderment. “A deal?” “Yes,” Lucas nodded as if genuinely offering a middle ground to his mother. “I could marry Clarissa, but if I feel incompatible, I can file for divorce on the same day.”

she said, “and while you’re doing that, I’m just going to run down to my room and change.” “You’re not going to stand me up, are you?” he asked, suddenly afraid that she would have second thoughts and not come back. She stood and dropped a kiss on his head. “I promise I’ll be back,” she said, “and I’ll bring dessert.” He watched her walk away, her feet bare and her shoes held in one hand, her handbag in the other. This woman had bewitched him and he was helpless to resist her. He forced his attention onto the television and searched through the available movies until he found one that fulfilled the brief…romantic comedy, heavy on the comedy, light on the romance. The last thing he needed was

He tells me while he sees his ties. “Ouch!” I say angrily. “What nonsense.” I said, very upset by what he just told me. “The best thing you can give to a dead person is to always remember them for what they were. “This is not a movie, Miss Jefferson.” He tells me, looking at me seriously. “It could be a movie, don't you believe in what happens in romantic movies?” I asked him, confident that the world is not so bad and maybe it can be as beautiful as movies.

I wasn’t wonderful what to anticipate, but I become excited to spend greater time with him. Once we settled at the sofa, I grabbed the a long way off and searched for a movie. “What do you enjoy like searching?” I asked, searching through the options. “Something amusing and mild-hearted. How about a romantic comedy?” Jake advised with a grin. “Perfect preference!” I stated, finding a movie that regarded desirable. I hit play and leaned decrease returned, feeling the warm temperature of his presence subsequent to me. As the movie completed, we laughed and joked approximately the characters. I loved how clean it

she said with a wink, settling beside me on the couch and pulling a fuzzy blanket over us both. She queued up the movie on her TV, the opening credits filling the room with upbeat music. As the story unfolded lighthearted banter, stolen glances, the kind of sweet romance that made your heart flutter—I tried to lose myself in it. Mira laughed at the jokes, nudging me with her elbow, but I could only manage faint smiles. My mind wandered back to Zayden, to the way his touch had once felt like safety, now tainted by blood.

“It sounds… like it should be yours, only yours. ‘Mon amour.’ My love.” I blushed, my heart pounding in my chest. “You know I don’t speak French.” He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. “Then I will teach you… one kiss at a time.” I laughed, a trembling, delicate sound. He pulled me into his arms, holding me so close I could feel the strength of his desire, the depth of his longing that he had never released. His fingers drifted over my skin, tracing patterns I had never known I knew. Every caress was a poem. Every caress was a confession.

I kissed her cheek and replied softly "My pleasure, I have always thought you were an attractive lady so it's an honour to be your date, just a shame you are married or I would try to kiss more than your cheek." She laughed and said "Keep plying me with wine and you might just get your wish." I smiled and looked at her and said "Don't get too drunk so you can remember every detail of what I will be doing to you." She looked me squarely in the eye and said "You wouldn't want to with an old hag like me." "I bloody well would and given any encouragement I would have you wrapped up naked in my arms as soon as humanely possible."

“You really didn’t mind? That I talked to her like that?” “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He was completely sincere. And even in the dim light, he could see her blush. She turned quickly back to the screen, but she was smiling. The movie was a romantic comedy about a woman who gets upgraded to first class on a flight and pretends to be someone she’s not to impress a man. It was light, funny, and exactly what they needed after the disaster at The Sapphire Crown. “Oh God, she’s going to get caught,” Lilian whispered during a particularly tense scene, covering her eyes with her hands.

I positioned the other behind her head, resting it on the back of the sofa, my fingers brushing against the loose strands of her messy bun. A few minutes passed. The movie was playing on the screen, but I didn't absorb a single scene. The melancholic soundtrack and drawn-out dialogues were wearing me out. I sighed, tilting my head slightly to the side. I swear I was going to behave. Really. But did Luna really have to choose a romantic comedy with no comedy and no romance? I leaned in slowly, my lips finding her shoulder, resting on that patch of skin escaping the robe strap. I pressed a kiss there. And another. And then another, with a little more intention.