Romance Feelings Novels & Stories

It didn't escape me how romantic it was as my hug tightened around the stuffed wolf. I buried my face into the stuffed wolf, breathing in the faint scent of leather and smoke that still clung to it. It wasn't him. But it felt close enough. My chest tightened. Why was my heart reacting like this? This was supposed to be a contract marriage. An agreement. A strategy. There were rules. No feelings. No expectations. No weakness. And yet... Every word he wrote made my pulse race. Every line about missing me made my stomach flutter in a way that felt dangerously familiar.

“Do you want me to show you instead? Show not tell, as they say….” I gasped. No, I gaped. This man—he’s everything I hated. Yet, still, I ached for him, every inch of him. I wanted and needed him in all the aspects I can think of. “I want you, Zarion…” He smirked. “Romantic feelings involve something that is defined by the soul—soulmates as they claim. Soulmates are always in love, romantically involved. You felt something like there’s a rat running inside your rib cage. You felt like you couldn’t continue your life without him as cheesy as it may sound. Not only that, but you felt like you’ve seen your future the moment your eyes met. And that…” he paused, inhaling through his nose. “...You

Natalia hummed. “I am…” Romero paused, his voice losing the confidence it normally carries, now clothed in vulnerability “I am mostly emotionally detached. Though I laugh, talk, and all but I don't really feel these deep emotions, it's just like it's on the surface alone and I…I…” Now his voice was shaky, “I crave these deep feelings crazily.” There was a beat of silence. “But then,” Romero continued, “I feel in love with you and fuck! The feeling alone was intense, even when I haven't even kissed you yet and it was then I knew I had found my answer, my grace, my solution to feeling that love deep in me.”

As our hands and tongues dance in matching paces to the rhythm of our uncontrollably burning desires, our bodies resting tightly against each other like they want to be two in one, I realize that I can't deny it anymore. I cannot deny what I feel—what we feel. There is a strong connection between us. I know there is, and it's not one-sided. I can feel it. He feels that too. It is there. It is so strongly dominant. It can't be assumed, avoided, or denied. But what is it? Lust? Obsession? Or love?

We exchanged smiles, the atmosphere calming as happiness replaced the earlier tension, but I could still sense remnants of his anger. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I just don’t understand why you were willing to risk it all,” he admitted. “Because that’s always what I was willing to do.” “But you have me now,” he said earnestly. “And I want you. I want you so badly that I can barely contain it.” Roman smiled, but the smile confused me. “What?” I asked. “I feel it.” “What?” “Your feelings for me. I feel what you’re telling me,” he said, a smile spreading across his face.

It was rare that the two of us got to spend any time together without Az or Enzo. This feeling in my chest… I wanted to bottle it up so that I could study it. Dissect it and understand why I feel so strongly. I’ve read dozens of romance novels. I’ve kicked my feet, giggling while daydreaming about having such a life. I’ve cried and longed for the type of love that seems to only be written on paper in ink created from a bleeding heart. I never imagined I’d experience it myself. “Fine. Fine,” Az relented with a sigh.

“How does this dating-for-real really work? Yes, it’s given that you’re really dating for real, but how does it end? Or will It even end? You do know that dating for real means real feelings? You’re fully aware of that, right? Real feelings, real emotions—love, it heavily involves love. You practically don’t know those things and that is basically the main point of this whole fiasco… but… seriously, how do you plan to handle everything when you just say yourself that this is real dating?” He was wrong; there was nothing to be nervous with everything she just asked him. He fully knows and understands her point; and just like what he gave Sophia as an answer, he said, “we’ll cross the bridge w

" I heard him say, with his breath fanning my face, but I tried so hard not to act affected by the close proximity between us. But then I looked at him like I heard seen a ghost, in front of me, as my lips parted in shock. "I did..," I tried explaining, when suddenly I felt his lips on mine, as he kissed me ferociously, making my breathing hitch... I didn't understand what was happening to me, so many emotions ran through my heart at one point, I felt adrenaline in my hormones, as I suddenly reciprocated in the same manners, pulling him close to me and thrusting my tongue deeper into his mouth, as I wanted to taste him even more... But then realization hit me, when I pushed him off my body,

Gelo has never made you feel this way, which is reasonable since you never loved him in the first place. but Genesis right in front of you, staring at you like you are an expensive gem to him just made you feel some other type of the way—just a single touch can make your organs explode. Gelo notices your nervousness, so he brings his face close to your neck—his lips biting your skin, which made your bare blossoms hardened. his arms still wrapped around your waist, his hands traveling your bareback. you never felt like this before...is this what you call affection? is this the feeling that you needed?

So, it is a very suitable place for them to enjoy themselves. Lachlan pranced with his feet excited to see her. He never felt this way before. The desire to be near someone and offer everything you have; everything you are. Definitely, loving someone is the best feeling one could ever feel. His heart went wild. He breathes mainly of excitement and a good sense of nervousness.