Romance Name Novels & Stories

His warm hands on my face and his closeness set my body ablaze with my feelings for him, coupled with the soft words he was uttering. “Sandy,” he said softly and rubbed my cheekbones with his thumb. “I… After understanding what my heart is feeling… Sandy… I…” My heart hammered faster every second. Blood rushed through my body at a speed that my head started to get light. I was anxious to hear what he had to say. A part of me dreaded separation and the other part of me remained positive. “I know I’m the worst at romance, but this is me pouring my heart out.” He gulped. “Sandy… I… I love you.”

This time, it wasn’t in her head. She smiled at him shyly before standing up to go back inside the church. “Hey!” he said as if he was not about to miss an opportunity presented to him on a platter of gold. “I’m Ronnie by the way,” he said. “Can I get your phone number so i can at least text you?” “I’d really love to see your beautiful face again. Well, you know, outside the church premises of course”. Belle was so sure she felt her heart do a flipper.

I whispered to myself while looking at the ring that he himself put on me on our wedding day. We've only been together for two weeks but this is already happening to both of us. We don't get along anymore. “Romance him . . .” And my father’s voice still lingers in my mind. How can I do that if he’s this cold to me right now? How can I romance him if he despise me so much? “How fucked up my life is, really.” I shook my head while leaning on the backrest of my swivel chair.

His eyes sparkled with a mix of tenderness and admiration. “I am grateful for you, Jonathan.” I confessed, my voice carrying my love and appreciation. Jonathan’s gaze never wavered from mine, his voice resonating with deep sincerity. “And I am grateful for you, my Angel. You’ve brought light and purpose into my immortal existence.“ Our words hung in the air, intertwining with the rustle of leaves and the gentle sway of the swing. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft glow across the landscape, Jonathan leaned in and captured my lips in a tender kiss. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, conveying our deepest emotions and the unbreakable bond we shared.

In Argentina, the love between Emiliano Romero, and Maria De La Cruz, bloomed like the September equinox. They finished their weekend, full of energy, and many revolutionized hormones. She was in love with his intelligence, when they talked about medicine she loved to listen to him, she was impressed by so much knowledge. He was falling in love with the simplicity of her soul, her heart and her longing for history.

They seemed to be adoring me. "What is your name?" He asked curiously, as if his life depended on it. "Selene, and you?" I muttered weakly. He thought for some time before replying. "Jaden. Don't tell anyone." "I won't." I beamed, and he smiled back, looking so handsome and sexy with those gleaming white teeth. Just then, the door was opened, and a doctor rushed in. "The alpha is on his way. Please, you have to leave, sir." He announced, and Jaden nodded, glanced at me, and was almost out when he ran back and kissed my lips before dashing out.

I say as his smile disappears as his hands dig into his pockets. “Touché.”He says and fuck I don’t know what this is or what we’re even doings But I need to know who this man is! “So what’s your name?” I ask as his gaze holds mine for one second as if weighing his next answer. “Roman.”He says, the name rolling off his tongue as I sigh victoriously. Something about the name suits him. Roman. Strong, simple, Uncomplicated but also sexy and perfect to moan at. “Just Roman?”I asks softly as his expression still remains unreadable.

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..

She smiled when I finally breathed out, kissing me softly. “I can see she really loves you. The last one she brought home couldn’t even remember her middle name.” He said, making my eyes crack open. Giovanna didn’t have a middle name as far as I knew. It was Giovanna Donatello, apart from pet names and the names her aunts had given her throughout her life.

He could be seen in his slouchy posture while slowly picked up all the papers on the ground. Loki almost shocked, and sweat, even had a tinge of guilt, whether she would help him or not. She sighed, and went to the man who picked up all the files. Loki apologized and helped him picked up all the papers while she immediately closed her eyes and apologized again for what happened but after she opened her eyes, and held one of the papers. Loki saw a few letters name of a man "N, A, and O". It is shown, Nao is a listed on the certificate who won a game infamous Dark PVP.