Romance In London Novels & Stories

Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I

Louise smirked “Its been a while, darling that we met again. I guess we are destined to be together “ and he suddenly held her two hands and kissed her hand as he gave an prince impression towards her. Girls at side became envious and mad towards Loki. “ Wait! You misunderstood guys! I don’t know him! “ Loki sighed and kept her awkward face. "Louise, can you please sit down now?" Their professor interrupted Louise and their class going to started. "AL righty, Sir!" Louise sat down as he placed his elbow on the table and his eyes kept flirting at Loki. He reached his hand over to her, giving a letter saying "thank you for saving me, my darling"

“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.

He remembered how difficult it was — Trying to locate Aramide amongst the seven billion people in the vast world, but he had found her — that was all that mattered. “Yeah, what are you doing in London?” Daniel asked as Aramide moved away from the door and invited him in, He seemed relaxed and reserved as plopped down on the hotel bed, before his gaze met hers and she figured it was time to speak. “How did you find me?” “I have connections, people owe me favors, ” He replied gingerly, Aramide rolled her eyes. He snickered before Explaining a bit “I got informed the moment you stepped on the soil of London. A lot has changed in the past few years Aramide” He finished.

Head over heels. "So now what?" I look at him with love and lust. I'm cold, and I can think of just the thing for him to keep me warm "You tell me. You're the boss now," he looks at me, that sexy knowing grin emerging. We're in London, one of the most beautiful cities in the world. Despite everything that's happened, I don't want to leave just yet. "Take me around town, take me on the Tube" I lean in and start kissing him on the neck. "And then take me to bed."

Shoot! "Love is indeed in the air." Maribella remarked before waving my book in front of the camera. "So, if you people haven't read this, if you haven't been in love, or if you just wanted to enjoy a good romance book then buy Rebecca's My high School Love Affair and it will make you fall in love with life." I shyly smiled and nodded my head. "Anyway…" Maribella's gaze went back to us and she was wearing this stare like when a journalist's curiosity was piqued. "Sir Ibarra, you did mention earlier that you are going to be a part of Rebecca's future, yes?"

ELION When I fall in love, I fall hard. And that is a particularly absurd thing to admit, given that I have never once in my life been in love. Not once. Yet here I am, completely gone for one woman, discovering that I am apparently the kind of man who will move heaven and earth just to see his woman smile. Who would have thought I had this much romance in me? And maybe Paris is a little cliché. Maybe taking the woman you love to the City of Lights for dinner is the oldest romantic gesture in the book, but I couldn't give two flying fucks about it

"But how did things work out with your new girlfriend? I thought she would give you all the next you want." London shakes her head. "That's a failure, and I'm depressed. I've walked around in my sexiest clothes and lingerie to get her attention, and she ignores me. All she's interested in is her work. I think I could go in her room nude and she wouldn't notice."

She trails off, blinking. "London what?" I prod. She waves her hand. "You know, they’ve got a matchmaking market that’s booming. Discreet wealth. Aristocratic lineage. It’s like Bridgerton, but real. We’d kill there." I nod slowly, watching her more than listening. She’s flustered. Unfocused. And she never forgets her pitch. If Elena Vasquez is rambling, something’s rattled her. Or she’s so tired she’s going to keel over any moment now.

“Look at us. Rome meets London. And you call her Vanderford. Isn’t that a coincidence?” “Don’t go there, Langston.” I smiled. “You’re married to a princess, and she’s married to me.” “That’s exactly what I thought.” Rome still looked amused as he showed us our ride. “Join us over dinner before you head to Burkhese.” “I can’t wait to meet your wife,” London said. “She’s excited to see you, too.” Rome had this smile that showed you he was blissfully happy as a married man. As we rode in a separate vehicle, London went awfully silent.