Romance Novels That Will Make You Cry の小説・ストーリー

I mean, about one-sided love. Maybe writers do really write based on their experiences. Well, except those love scenes that were hilarious. For sure she’ll turn red because of embarrassment and insult when I tell her about it. That woman’s face, when she gets angry really, makes me want to laugh my lungs out. She actually looks so cute whenever she’s insulted, or whenever I’m asking her to do something that she doesn’t like. And when she cries, she looks like an ugly panda with such a red nose and swollen eyes.

Lily stares at me and I give her a small smile. "I'm fine. I had things to do, I'm sorry I haven't been able to show up here. " I smile and they all nod while I smile again. The kind of smile that says I'm alright even though I'm not. I don't think I will ever be alright again. I grab a chip and squeeze it in my mouth before opening the novel. Novels are something that I love. Romance novels in specific cause they keep me off from thinking about my terrible life. Recently terrible life.

Bridget laughed evilly, clearly enjoying what was happening to her poor friend. "I bet she'd have kiss marks all over," Ivy added more to the naughty discussion. Ivy and Bridget giggled at the thought, they really had the wildest imagination of all. This was probably due to the fact that these two were both fans of Love Love Me: Intense Romance, a popular novel site where handsome, possessive characters usually had a deep and intense love for their beloved and caged them with their undying love for the other through intense physical activities. Definitely, they were intended for adult audiences. "I'm just worried they'd fight because of us," Dianne, the most rational among the group, looked

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I just sighed heavily. I also went upstairs to read. I really like reading some novels especially Romance genre. It feels real and my imagination is really working when I'm reading those scenes that I like. I imagined that I am the main character and wished that I have a happy ending with my partner. But most especially, the lessons of life.

I don't deserve love, If she ever forgives me, She's the purest Gem. This is the third time I read over the word, again and again, it's official I'm a fan of this author. Jamie is a babe for gifting me this book, I can't stop reading or stop crying from the intense amount of sadness. “Mommy, Are you crying?” Willow was staring at my tear-stained face with a worried look on her face. I was a sucker for sad books and this one right here is my new baby. “Baby, Can you pass me the tissue?” She handed me the tissue without a word.

She heard Irene scream in excitement, "what the hell are you guys doing?" "Oh, oh," Tasha and Irene turned to face her, "This is so good, Elle!" Irene ran to her and hugged her, "This is awesome!" "what are you talking about?" She frowned. "The book, who said you can't write romance? This book is so good! I can't even explain it in words," Irene squealed. "You liked it?" Elle smiled at her. "I loved it!" "I didn't know you could write a romance novel," Tasha blinked in surprise. "Dude, it's like you've poured your heart out," Tasha couldn't believe her eyes.

"Mi eterno." "Call me Luca." She bursts into tears. I'm being an asshole on purpose and making her cry so much. "Stop crying Lily, I hate to see you crying." "Tell me you don't feel the chemistry between us." "There's no chemistry between us. You're just a hopeless romantic. The books you read are just fantasy and not a guide to life!" She sobs uncontrollably. I'm breaking her heart into a thousand pieces. "Do you want me?"

He was right, he never said he loved her books. We fell into a comfortable silence as we both got roped into the magical world of reading. I was deeply drawn to the world of fallen angels, love, betrayal and so much heartache that by the time I was halfway through the second book, tears were rolling down my face and I couldn't stop them. "What's wrong?" Nick asked as I sniffed. "This book, I can't believe that Luce and Daniel went through so much just so they could be together," I replied as I wiped my tears.

My colleagues praised my dedication, not realizing it was born from desperation, not ambition. One evening, I stayed behind after class to finish some paperwork. The staffroom was quiet, the corridors dimly lit. As I typed, I suddenly felt tears sting my eyes. I hadn’t even realized I was crying. It was that quiet kind of weeping — the kind that escapes without permission. I quickly wiped my face, ashamed of my own vulnerability.