Romance Novels That Will Make You Cry Novels & Stories

-RAINA'S POV- Tears. Only my heat made me cry. Other than that, I've never bawled like this. Well, there was that time at the hospital when I thought I would lose Valen because we were unfortunate soulmates, and right now that familiar despair dwelled like a house filled with rodents in my gut. Unwanted but hard to get rid of. Hyperventilate-crying, I sniveled miserably, wiping my face countless times with the back of my hand.

"You like mysteries?" "Sometimes." "Better than romance novels?" My face heated. Had he seen me looking at that shelf? Had he been watching? "Much better," I said firmly. "Romance novels are... unrealistic." Something flickered in his eyes. Amusement maybe. "Are they?" "Yes. All that instant attraction and forbidden desire and enemies becoming lovers. It doesn't work like that in real life." "Doesn't it?" The way he said it—the slight emphasis, the look in his eyes—made my stomach flip.

The male lead was so romantic that I had tears streaming down my cheeks at one point in the novel. ‘I’m sorry, I don't think I can continue with this anymore, I love you, I really do, and I hope we can go about this another way,’ the female lead had said. ‘I’ll make myself to be that better man for you if that's what it would take. I can't breathe without you next to me.’ The tears were so much that one would think I was going through physical pain or something and not just this novel I'm reading. I turned to the last page eventually, I had to double-check to see if I had missed something because that definitely can't be the last chapter.

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Alvaro doesn't deserve her tears. "Did he or did you decide?" "What's the point, Yan? The point is the same, break up." Ryan took a deep breath. She became a silent witness to how her best friend suffered because of her love story which always ended tragically. "Wait, I need a drink first," said Rian who was just about to call one of the coffee shop employees, before Yara interrupted him with an order to her mother's employee to get Rian's experimental coffee from the refrigerator.

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Just a movie… relax “You’re not the type to cry at a romantic movie, are you?” he asked, scrolling through N*****x like it was some tactical mission. I huffed softly, trying to act casual, though my chest was still fluttering from sitting this close to him. Crying over a movie? That depends. Max and I had watched Titanic once, and I swore he cried… though he insisted it was just a running nose. He still calls Rose a greedy bitch for not pulling Jack up on the door. It’s ridiculous, and so funny hearing him rant about it. We’d seen all the big tearjerkers… A Walk to Remember, The Notebook, Marley & Me… two nights ago we even got sucked into a K-drama, When Life Gives You Tangerines.

“It is just a novel.” “It. Is. Just. A. Novel.” He picked a fluffy romance book and thrust it into my hands forcefully. “But, it can affect your mood. So, you are allowed to read only those stories that make you happy.” I bit my lower lip as I browsed through the pages of the book; briefly glancing at the ending. What Kain didn’t understand was that such happy endings hurt more than the tragic ones. They filled me with a longing I knew could never be fulfilled. They reminded me of everything that I could never have.

I am as exciting and predictable as a loaf of sliced white bread. Anyway, back to my story. The traffic started moving, and off he went, leaving behind the lingering scent of tobacco. At work, I had trouble concentrating, and spent most of the day creating racy vignettes in my head with us as the feature characters. Let's be honest; I have a very vivid imagination. The closest I've been to a hot steamy encounter is courtesy of the pages of my endless supply of paperback romance novels. I'm not the kind of girl that attracts hot, sexy men. In fact, I've been called an ice queen by more than one guy. But when I'm in the middle of one of my books, I am sensual, daring, sarcastically humorous, a

I am confused about what is happening, but I also know that sometimes, communication entails being able to give the other party the silence they need to be ready to speak. Roman doesn’t want to speak now. We reach the edge of the forest and Roman crumbles into the grass. My Alpha crumbles around himself and he cries. Roman’s eyes let out tears and it hurts my heart to see them. I wish I had opened that letter. Roman cries like the pain comes in bouts and it rips my heart into shreds. Words ring in my head all at once like they’re whispers. “I loved her.” Pain rips into my heart and I tear up from the force of it.