Novel & Cerita Romance For Young Adults

I stared, disregarding a comment that was somewhat offensive. “Well.” I said, “What is drama without romance.” He displayed a slight smile. I took a deep breath, taking in the coolness of the air. “Every girl likes romance, and the idea of a happy ever after. They all want to fall in love; to love someone, and have that same person love them back. It’s like a dream come true.” “So… is that your dream?” It was. I had experienced many types of love in my young life, every one of them taken from me, or forced upon me.

VIDA The wedding was over including the reception,I had a long day.The drive from the reception to whatever house was boring.I and Kingston did not talk to each other and it was great.I feel like giving him a slap for kissing me passionately at the church.We got to a house or a mansion.It was painted with purple and it was beautiful.More beautiful than my home.The purple reminded me of Kingston's love for purple and it made me stare at him.Why did he have to hurt me.He destroyed us .He destroyed me..

“Relax, I didn’t. But honestly? It made me wonder if young people even get to have that kind of romance anymore.” I blinked. “What do you mean ‘young people’? You’re not old.” She gave me a mock glare. “First of all, rude. Second of all, I mean the kind of genuine closeness I saw between you two. Most relationships these days are so… shallow. Swipe left, swipe right, hookup, ghost, repeat. It’s exhausting just watching.” I sat up straighter, my blush stubbornly refusing to fade. “You’re making it sound way more than it is. We’re not—”

She probably likes him too but I am not one to back down from a fight. Besides, I am betrothed to Ade. Everyone at school knows this. When we broke up, I wasn't really bothered because I knew no one would dare to date him. I'm guessing the new girl doesn't know that. I walk out of my room clad in a mini skirt and a very sheer top. I knew where Ade would be. The library. My mother loves to read so there is a mini library in the house and that was Ade's favourite place while we were still dating. I can't even remember how many make-out sessions we have had in there.

"I have my ways." Dante set his fork down. His knuckles went white against the table. "Those books are filling your head with nonsense. Ideas you're too young to..." "I'm fourteen, not a baby." She crossed her arms. "And they're just romance books. Love stories. Happy endings. Nothing inappropriate." "They're not age appropriate. And when I give an order..." This was going to turn into a fight. I could feel it. I tucked my hair behind my ear. "I used to read them too."

She repeated her question, seductive eyes roaming him from top to bottom. That was all it took for his hesitation to dissolve. He pulled her closer, arms circling her waist as he leaned into her. He deepened the kiss, erasing every reason he had to stop. They nibbled on each other’s lips, slowly, at first. Unrushed. But intensified when their souls were fully consumed, begging for a deeper connection. Their wet tongues tangled, mouths moving in sync with their lust towards each other. By the time they pulled away, they were breathless. Mouths swollen, tongues tingling, but they weren’t done.

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.

After the meeting, Damien approached her near the elevator. "You're welcome," he said in a straightforward manner. "You got me into that room," she said, trying to mask her surprise. "I simply opened the door. You kept it open," he replied. There was a pause in the conversation. "You're being unusually kind for someone who kissed me in public and then disappeared," she said, a mix of hurt and curiosity shading her words. His expression remained unchanged. "We shared a contract, not a romance." Her chest tightened at his words. "Right. Of course," she said, her voice barely hiding the sting of his words.

Touching his hair, she whispered, “I love you.” His eyes lit. “I love you. I’m so glad we got stuck together in this cabin. Even if you almost killed me.” “You deserved it.” Growling, he kissed her, showing her exactly what she really deserved. Phin Younger had graduated from high school at the age of sixteen and had earned his bachelor’s from Oregon State before he could even drink legally. By the age of twenty-three, he’d earned his law degree and had been hired by one of the best firms in Portland.

Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her. “They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her. “Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before. They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?” “Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”. “I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”. “I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.