Romance Status Novels & Stories

I knew it wasn't classy to brag about sleeping with someone, but something told me that Catherine would be especially bothered by this, and I wanted to rub it in her face. Callan took a step forward. "Listen, Catherine. I never had the intention of dating you, but now Isa and I are together, so you need to toss all your hopes and dreams of us becoming a couple into the fire. It's not going to happen." I nodded proudly. "It won't last," Catherine grumbled. "Whatever is going on here… nobody is going to accept it. She's a nobody." Callan grabbed my hand and lifted it up to his bare chest. "You really think money and status makes a person worthy? You're wrong. Having a heart makes a person 'som

Pack. When I got to "Marital Status," my pen hovered. Then I wrote slowly, firmly: Unmarried. The healer blinked. “Wait—did you make a mistake? Isn’t Kane your mate?” I looked her dead in the eye, my voice calm. “No.” The door burst open. Kane stood in the doorway, disbelief written all over his face. “What did you just say?” *******

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

she demanded staring at the car interiors . “I will,” I sighed. She clutched her chest. “Because if this is a sugar daddy situation, I need to mentally prepare myself.” “It’s not a sugar daddy situation.” i burst out laughing “Okay,” she nodded. “So it’s a second-chance lovers temporarily cohabitating situation.” I blinked at her. “You need to stop reading romance novels, what do you mean second chance lovers ? i mean we are temporarily cohabitating but lovers ? oh please …”

She exuded the aura of a woman in control- as if she hadn't just weathered a heartbreak a month ago. As if she hadn't just signed a contract to publicly date someone for the sake of revenge. Damien emerged alongside her, decked out in a midnight-blue suit that matched the storm brewing in his eyes. Without a glance in her direction, his hand instinctively reached for hers, and their fingers intertwined. The crowd erupted into a buzz of excitement. "Mr. Cole! Is this your new girlfriend?" "Miss Vale, any comment on the engagement rumor?" Stopping briefly, Damien adjusted the cuff of his sleeve and responded smoothly,

Because I am—insanely in love. I'm happy. I'm content. I'm satisfied. I'm in love with someone who loves me too. Someone who'd do anything for me. My dreams aren’t just dreams anymore—they’re real now. One week. That’s how long it’s been since Roman told me he loved me, and every day since then has been nothing short of a whirlwind. He’s taken me out on dates, brought me flowers, walked with me through the park, held my hand like I was something precious. He’s been every inch the gentleman—except when the bedroom door shuts—and the best…what? Boyfriend? Fiancé?

So as he stared at me that morning I decided to ask him. 'Were you angry that I kissed Roy last night?' I asked Roman. I was trying my best to avoid his gaze. 'I wasn't angry. Who you choose to be with at any point in time is okay by the other person. I just wanted you both to be able to talk,' Roman said. 'I don't know how being mated to two people should be. I have only heard about one person, and I don't know how she related to them,' I explained. 'Do not worry your pretty head. I will ask Mum to help you get books and then teach you all you need to know. Okay?'

he murmured, then leaned down and kissed me deeply, tasting himself on my tongue. When he pulled back, he tucked himself away, straightened, and slipped toward the door. “Sweet dreams, princess,” he said with a grin, unlocking the door. And then he was gone, leaving me kneeling on the bathroom floor, staring at my reflection in the mirror again. My hair was wrecked, my lips wet and swollen, my eyes dazed. Nothing like the polished girl my mum paraded around earlier. I barely recognized myself. But God, I wanted more.

Alice face palmed herself as she sat down next to Romano. “Married club? You two are married?” Ace asked in disbelief. “Oh shit.” Romano breathed as he scratched his neck. “About that…” He said as he gulped. “Well?” Ace said as he raised his eyebrow at his younger brother. “We’ve been married for a month. We eloped back in New York.” Alice said as she stood up straight and Romano planted a kiss on her cheek. “Well damn.” I chuckled. “Congratulations!” I said as I jumped over to her and tackled her with a hug, matching the intensity she did with me.

Her voice came out as a whine as she pouted her lips, staring at me with those doe eyes. “Yes I do.” “You do not.” “You’re going to talk about your weird enemies-to-lovers fantasy.” She pointed at me accusingly. “Because the chemistry is literally vibrating through the apartment.” “There is no chemistry.” I corrected, taking a sip of the tea. “There is rage.” “Yes.” “That is step one to every romance.” Oh for crying out loud. I stared at her flatly. “You consume too much romance content.” “You’re in denial.” I took a sip of tea instead of responding.