Romance Mobilism Novels & Stories

"Are you leaving Balmora, Ms. Rivers? Do you suppose you'll be back someday?" "No, I'm leaving for good." There was nothing more for Stacy in this city. She gave the place one last, long look, then headed downstairs, and hailed a taxi to the airport. Before taking off, the stewardesses went up and down the aisles, reminding passengers to switch off their phones. Stacy sent a final message to Joseph. [I heard what everyone was talking about at that party.] [Hatred is born from affection, but I no longer hate you as much, these days. I suppose that means I don't love you anymore.]

Lucia let out a small sigh. “We hope so.” She stepped closer. “Because this isn’t an ordinary marriage.” Dona Carmela completed: “It’s an agreement.” My chest tightened. “Families like ours do not move because of romance.” Lucia tilted her head. “Romance is a luxury.” She extended her hand and smoothed the fabric of my dress. “Power is a necessity.” Silence fell over the room. My father said nothing. My mother didn’t either. Neither of them protested. Neither disagreed.

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

“I haven’t even met him.” “Exactly!” she shouted. “That’s worse! Falling for someone you’ve never seen is peak disaster energy.” “I’m not falling for anyone.” “Good.” She pointed at me again. “Because emotional damage is expensive. And I know you. You fall for men with mystery, danger, and cheekbones sharp enough to stab you.” “I do not!” “You SO do.” Mira narrowed her eyes. “And this man sounds like he invented cheekbones.” I let out a breath and slung my bag over my shoulder. “I’ll be okay. I promise.”

I asked "Because the human heart always fall in love, no matter how hard your heart it, someone will definitely emerge to soften it up one day and when that happens to you, I am gonna remind you that I told you so." "Trust me, it won't happen to me, I've spent my years ignoring girls and focusing on my ambition and it will continue that way" I said. "Let's make a bet then, if you ever fall in love with a girl, you owe me a trip any country of my choice." "And if I don't?" I asked. "I'll take you shopping?" "No you'll also sponsor my trip to any country of my choice" I said "Deal" she said. "You should start saving up money to take me on a trip" I said and she scoffed.

He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up. When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.

and moved back. Everything was too much for me to intake. All surreal but scary. I composed myself and said," I used to think you are an irritating, arrogant, and ruthless businessman. Never in my dreams, I thought you can be a ‘hopeless romantic’ too.” "See, when it comes to romance, I believe in keeping it simple. For a second, did you call me ‘hopeless romantic’ by any chance?", his words held a little annoyance. Very little that to be noted.

Instead there will be action, technology and a few gore scene, not to forget explicit language romance (precisely erotica) 9) This is my first story in mafia romance pn Goodnovel.com and it is a stand alone novel. Although it will be splitted further into parts. 10) All chapters are 1.5k - 2k words. 11) As a reader myself I don't like unnecessary dragging, thus the chapters will be fast paced with fully developed characters. 12) Check out my other mafia themed narration imbued with tech and action on (Webnovel) ~ Femme Fatale: The Queen Of Chess

There were racks of clothes. My father was standing by the window, talking into a phone. He looked at me and pointed to a chair. "Sit. We don't have much time." I sat. A woman with a headset walked over to me. "I'm Abby from the PR team. We need to move fast. The morning news cycle starts in six hours. We need the “Proof of Romance” package ready by then." "Proof of romance?" I asked. My voice felt dry. "Chloe is in the dressing room," Abby said, ignoring my question. "She’s ready. We’re going to do three sets of photos. One casual, one semi formal, and one official.”