Romance Status นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“That didn’t stop you from seeking me out three times after that, Roman. We’ve been hooking up, and you failed to tell me you were fucking engaged to be married!” “I want to be marrying you,” he whisper-shouts. Goddess, I chose the right time to arrive. “I would give anything to have you take her place. So, if you’re here to continue ripping my heart out of my chest, there’s nothing more I can say. I won’t reject you. It goes against everything I feel, but I sure as hell am not going to stand here and continue making a fool of myself–” “You’re going to be the Alpha of a pack in Eastonia, Roman. Not even just that, but the Alpha of a pack with special witchcraft! I’m a news anchor!”

I was so happy until she grabbed my hand and shut me down with a solemn look. “What's wrong? Do you not want him?” I felt confused. “It's not that I don't want him. It's just…” She huffed, hugging her knees, “It’s our status. It’s the biggest barrier, one that couldn’t be broken, perhaps.” “He is from Gamma status. The second Gamma with a high possibility of becoming the first in the future. And look at me; I am not even a ranked wolf. We can never be together.” She uttered, her face contorted with sorrow.

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

"I'm not sure that you realized, but we are now officially engaged. You are my fiancée. You may not have my mark yet, but in the eyes of others, you and I are one." I swallowed before narrowing my eyes at him. "But this isn't a real engagement." "Define real," he challenged. I drew a deep breath. "You are not going to marry me." He sighed. "What if I said that for me, marriage is just a few words written on paper? That's not what defines a relationship. Our engagement is a proclamation of your status. It says nothing about sharing kisses," his thumb brushed my lips, "or giving blood," his fingers brushed my neck, "or exchanging pleasure," his hand moved down to my cleavage and the swells of

"What? Continue. I want to hear more." Both Kathleen and I looked at each other and cleared our throats. "We don't have any more." "Oh, that's a pity. I thought I would hear something like 'Alpha Lucien of Nightshade is currently guarding Scarlett Winter of Crescent Moon as his mate. What is their status? Are they in love, or is it just an alliance?'—like that." He said this calmly, his eyes fixed on me so intensely it nearly made my breath catch. I quickly averted my gaze, ignored Kathleen's teasing smile, and was about to deny those rumors when Kathleen spoke with great enthusiasm.

[Romanticism Shop] – Locked Requirement: All Attributes ≥ 50 Status: Not Accessible Joonwoo’s eyes widened. “Fifty…? All of them? You’re kidding me.” He scrolled down, his frown deepening. (Strength 50, Agility 50, Endurance 50… every stat. That’s insane. How many points would I even need? Months? Years?) As his frustration built, another tab pulsed faintly—different, almost playful. [Romantic Roulette] – Available Spin the wheel of chance using Romanticism Points. Rewards vary.

“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.”

Instead, her lips curl into a thin, cold smile. "I don’t know why you’re doing this," she says. Her voice is calm, but I can hear the bite underneath it. "And honestly, I don’t care. You’re a grown man. Your choices are on you. I just came to tell you—" "I’m marrying my former assistant," I cut her off. I lean forward until I’m in her space. "Isayanna Romero. This Saturday." The impact is instant. Her eyes go wide, the shock hitting her like a physical blow. Then, her face twists. The mask of the polite assistant falls away, replaced by pure, hot anger.

He knew Maria will be up to something with a smile like that but he didn't want anything to divert his attention from what he wanted to know about her. "Okay, I will go first," he interrupted. He could see the defeat in her eyes but was not willing to let go easily. "What do you mean by Single & Unavailable?" Romeo asked the question that has been on his mind since he saw that on her Facebook status. He felt it will help him to understand her better. "Don't get me wrong. I know you are divorced so clearly, your status should read divorced but you chose single. Then the 'unavailable' bit. It's just confusing doesn't make any sense", he said with difficulty.

Carlos repeated his tone more forcefully this time. Before I could respond, Mark jumped in, shaking his head. "No, wait, Carlos. I don’t think he gets it. What’s this news about you dating someone all of a sudden?" I fought the urge to roll my eyes. "Whoa, last time I checked, I’m an adult who can date," I said, shoving my hands into my pockets.