Romance Funny Novels & Stories

She asked when he was done. Like she had done, he held the phone out for her to read it. Mi amor. She cocked a brow. "Spanish makes everything more romantic or so I was told." She laughed. "Don't forget to send it, Madeline." "I won't. I promise." Satisfied, he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cheek. She recoiled, her eyes asking him what he was doing. "Friends kiss on the cheek." He threw in a wink for an added effect, turned and headed out.

kenzie said as I stared at her "oh gimme a break, love at first sight seriously?" I said "yeah it's romantic" kenzie added "ew, gross" I blute out cause the word disgust me "you see quincy here is a no love life type so she doesn't understands love" Gianna said to kenzie as she hand quotes the no love life type word. "Awwwn that bad" kenzie said in a sad tone "okay enough of this love talk am starving" she said as her stomach rumbled loudly making us laugh.

Jen sarcastically said. "The lid is the problem but not my fault, okay?" Loki muttered. Jen just steal her cup and close it with a lid quickly. "you are a weakling girl" Jen teased while giving back her shake drink. A woman started to smile and said "It’s looked like you both loved each other" . "Of course I loved him, though he keeps roasting me a lot. I accepted the way he is and I loved him" Loki confidently said. Jen began to pinched twice on her waist, while he was showing his embarrassing face. Jen hid his smiled with left hand.

Jim suggests a playful glint in his eyes. I smirk. "You're a sucker for those cheesy love stories, aren't you?" He chuckles. "Guilty as charged. But they're entertaining!" We settle on a romantic comedy, and as the movie begins, Jim offers his commentary on the characters. "Watch, this is the part where they have a big misunderstanding," he predicts, a knowing smile on his face. I playfully roll my eyes. "Always the expert, Mr. Rom-Com." As the plot unfolds, we share our thoughts on the characters' decisions and the storyline's twists and turns. Laughter fills the room during funny scenes, and Jim occasionally pokes fun at the predictability of certain plot points.

Paige blushed harder. Chris was nice to her sometimes but not always. He was a strange man, or maybe he lived by his emotions. If he were in a good mood, he would be nice to her. If he were in a sour mood, he would vent out on her. What a jerk! Gloria looked at Paige’s blushing cheeks, and realization struck. Chris and Paige were exactly like the male and female leads of a cliche love comedy. They were beautiful together. … At night, Paige and Chris returned home after work.

I said. “On your wedding night? Nah I won’t want to disrupt the passionate night,” she said, teasing me. “You know there’s no passionate thing here, it’s a fake marriage bro,” I said, reminding her. She seems to be forgetting this. “I know, I know, but a twist can happen, you know I’m a big fan of romance,” she said while making weird body movements. “Not funny, you better keep your hands to yourself Jenny,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Anyway the driver will drop you off,” I said.

I pretended to think, but suddenly that night flashed before my eyes when Vincenzo Capone shot bullets from between my legs, I shook the thought away, "Hmm, maybe it'll happen when I'm buying a latte at the local coffee shop, and he accidentally spills his coffee all over me." She burst into laughter, "Classic rom-com move right there. And then you'll both reach for the same napkin, your eyes will meet, and bam – true love!" I joined in the laughter, "Exactly! And then, we'll have a grand adventure filled with quirky side characters and misadventures. You can be a side character in my story. You can play my annoying best friend." She raised an eyebrow, and flung a throw pillow at me, "And wh

He would either make fun of her or say something obscene or irrelevant or sometimes attempt to crack a joke and to her dismay every single attempt worked on her like magic. Anya got out of the truck still laughing from a comment he last made as he marched into the diner with quick steps leaving Anya to follow him with tired legs. She's never had so much fun nor been that adventurous in her whole life and she wondered how amazing the next six days with him was going to be. "Ronan, my man!" A guy with a curly brown hair greeted Ronan with a fist bump followed by a hug. "Long time no see. Where you been?" His thick french accent combined with a crunched nose looked extremely funny to her.

She giggled at my statement, blushing. “Thanks so much, hun.” “You–” “You just called him hun?” Vincenzo grinned, laughing out loud. “I can't believe this.” “This is so romantic.” Marco added. “Gosh!” I hit on the back of their heads, faking a frown. “Come on, what's so funny? Are you jealous?”

She slammed the phone onto the bed and sat down, gripping her hair tightly. “Do you want to live happily with Lucas? Oh, don't hope for it. I won't let it happen, Velia!” Sandra wiped her face. The anger that overwhelmed her transformed into something else. It was strange, but she started laughing. “I won't allow you to live happily with my son, Velia. No! Because I know you'll only hurt Lucas in the end.” The laughter continued. Sandra summoned memories from the past, and a flash appeared, causing a tear to fall from the corner of her eye.