Romance Funny Novels & Stories

Isn’t this easier? “Ah… what type of romance?” she asked. He adjusted on the chair facing her somewhat. He was now staring at her properly. OMG! All his attention on her now. No… she was just flattering herself. * “any type of romance.” he said. Isn’t that question weird? He thought. “what do you mean any type. Including oldies romance?” “gross, do I look desperate?” he scoffed. She laughed and hit his shoulder lightly still laughing. What is funny again?

I scowl, a little, thinking about it, and Luca grins at me, lifting a hand and brushing his thumb over my frowning lip like he loves the shape of it. “Sometimes,” he murmurs, “sex is just about two people who are attracted to each other getting naked and doing really weird things to each other’s bodies.” I burst into laughter then, my head tilting back on my neck. Luca laughs with me, I can feel his body vibrating against mine. “Luca!” I gasp. “That is the least romantic thing I’ve ever heard!”

“Never thought I'd see the day. Would you mind checking the temperature in hell, darling?” Roman growled, and Lucas gave him a silly syrupy smile that was so odd, it made me laugh. This was just insane. The boom box, the jab, Lucas misplaced but quirky jokes Romans's eyes fell on mine, and an unreadable expression made his face tight. “Why are you laughing?” he asked softly. “I don't see anything funny in what he said.” For what would be the third time, I resisted rolling my eyes at him. Lucas chuckled “Brother, your sense of humor is so dry, it could strike a match.” He took my hand and leaned in to kiss my cheek.

"I'm glad because I don't want to wrestle with you." "You sure?" I ask in a teasing tone. "We could undress each other and get into my bed, see who comes out on top?" "Slow down, Romeo. You don't want to give me a heart attack, do you?" She burst out laughing, oinking like a pig. She is beautiful when she is having fun, and my smile grows. "No, I'm enjoying your presence too much." "Yeah..." Rebel dries a tear with her finger. "This is fun."

And seeing the always calm, collected, and stoic Romano actually laugh and share stories was… unsettling in the strangest way. “Oh, come on,” Gia said, grinning mischievously. “You birthed two insanely gorgeous men. I mean—” She paused dramatically, gesturing at Romano. “—I’m assuming under all that blood, swelling and bruises, you’re ridiculously attractive.” Romano let out a quiet chuckle. “Grazie.” “So you definitely know your way around—” “Gia.” I jabbed her hard in the ribs. “What?” She looked at me with mock innocence. “I’m being encouraging.”

"Maybe that's the point." Damien watched her for a long moment. Then, with quiet finality, he said, "You're better than this. Don't let them make you forget that." "You know what would really make them choke?" she slurred, eyes glittering with spite and liquor. "If I walked in next weekend on your arm, dripping diamonds and lies. Told the whole world we're madly in love." Damien raised an eyebrow. "You're suggesting we fake date?" She hiccupped. "Not seriously. Unless you're that bored."

“You know, if we ever get married…” Sandra groans loudly. “Please do not start.” “What?” I tease. “You do not like hearing how romantic we are?” “I do not like hearing how gross you two are.” Giovanni laughs into his coffee. “I have seen worse.” Mrs. Romano swats his arm. “Do not encourage them.” He shrugs. “They are young. Let them enjoy it.” “Exactly!” Alessandro grins. “See, Dad gets it.” Sandra mock gags. “Ugh. You two make me want to join a monastery.”

The room stumbles on that word. Its said in a joking tone but the effect is instant.a ripple goes through the table— snickers raised brows,exchanged glances. “Girlfriend?” someone echoes, all mock surprise. “Didn’t think you had time for romance, man.” “Guess even legends have soft spots,” another teases. the laughter grows warm and harmless on the surface— but can feel it curdle underneath.the kind of laughter that doesnt die fast enough. It is the kind that waits for a reaction.

“Are you seriously going to argue about this in front of me?” Romeo didn’t stop. “Spell hottiest? I-V-A-N.” Rose screamed, “Spell hottiestest, ” “Oh, rude!” our coworkers laughed. “Rose is really bad. Even here, when our coworkers tease us.” We all burst out laughing. I missed this, the silly laughter over nothing. We talked for hours, and the noise in the department got louder. Romeo started telling me stories from our last clubbing night, how Ashley tried to seduce him and then texted saying she wanted to commit suicide because she was so disgusted.

Romano, suddenly bursting into loud laughter from his position on the ground, startled both men. They turned to him, confused. “What’s so funny, fool?” Vincenzo barked, his irritation intense. Romano paused to catch his breath, his face covered with grime and filth. “I just realized we are all in the same boat here, and you guys freaking out is hilarious!” “Shut the fuck up, pendejo, you have gone crazy,” Vincenzo muttered, throwing a glance at Fernando, who shook his head in disbelief.