Novel & Cerita Romance Talk

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Krisdana participated hesitantly. April tried to engage her in conversation. "You like reading?" April asked. "Yeah," Krisdana replied. "What genre?" April pressed. "Romance," Krisdana said. Rosaline snorted. "Figures," Rosaline muttered. Camilla shot Rosaline a warning glance. Gabe's firm voice cut through the tension. "Let's keep the conversation civil." The room fell silent stating this was going to be a very long and awkward night.

Gosh. This conversation is becoming boring for me, but I answered anyway, "I like suspense, drama, mafia romance, etc. Let us say I like everything." I said this while looking at my phone. "Romance? Nice, very nice. So did your romantic book teach you some romance?" See, I told you it was becoming boring for me. "I am a very romantic person, Mr. Hudson," I said while checking my mail. My entire concentration is on my phone. I am at least concerned about his bullshit.

Hearing the system's promise, I was instantly tempted. "Ximena, let me fix your skull." I used the universal glue to carefully attach the missing piece back onto her head. After it dried, I had her shake her head a few times to test it. "It's really fixed." Ximena broke into a happy smile. I seized the moment to make my request. "Ximena, today is our wedding day. Let's just forget all the misunderstandings from before. How about you give me that nail as a token of our love?"

I was surprised he hadn’t already. I decided to talk to Alex about it during one of our movie nights. Our movie night had been permanently moved to Sunday, due to Alex’s sporting and social commitments. He was still calling me in for a Goodnight Kiss every night. And he loved our movie night also. But Alex was now in his final year of high school, and I decided that it was time to have a discussion about sex.

“I’m a discerning viewer who expects more than fill-in-the-blank characters and a predictable plot.” “Oh, please.” Daisy kicked her feet up onto the coffee table. “Exploding buildings and car chases aren’t predictable?” “You’re assuming I like action movies.” “You don’t?” “Oh, I do.” He set his empty glass down. “But you shouldn’t assume.” “But I was right.” “Whatever.” He glanced back at the TV. “Bottom line—rom-coms are wildly unrealistic. It’s always the same thing. Two people hate each other, argue nonstop, then suddenly—boom—true love.”

The dialogue between us unfolded like a cosmic script, revealing the intricacies of love written in the stardust of fate. Amid the cosmic dance, a celestial voice whispered, "Love, the most powerful force in the cosmos, weaves its narrative in the cosmic chronicles." Our dialogue, a cosmic conversation, painted strokes of emotion across the celestial canvas, leaving readers entranced by the unfolding romance in the cosmic saga. In the cosmic ballet, our connection resonated like a harmonious melody. "Your laughter is a celestial tune," I said, a smile playing on my lips. They chuckled, their eyes sparkling like distant stars. "And your gaze, a cosmic embrace that transcends galaxies."

“It’s a story created by people, where they act out scenes to tell it. There are themes like horror, action, comedy, and… romance.” “Romance?” She turned subtly toward the sound of my voice, curious. “And what happens in this kind of romance movie?” I laughed, amused, running my hands through my hair. “Lie down here, and we’ll find out together. I can make popcorn and bring some treats for us to eat.” Callie’s furrowed brow made me smile even more. “I told you I had a lot to teach you.” “I don’t think I can eat treats; remember what Dr. Ryan said?” Callie seemed nervous. “And I don’t understand when you say ‘eat treats.’”

His lips twitch as he seems to be fighting a smile. “Oh really? Any boys in particular?” He is definitely trying not to smile now. I nod my head. “Oh yeah, definitely.” I answer him casually. He tilts his head in question, encouraging me to continue. “Well, after we played a game of Monopoly and discussed how tragic our love lives are, we watched a rom-com and debated if the relationship portrayed in the film would last. So, if I'm going to be specific, we discussed the boys from the movie.” I tell him all this without thinking.

Jen smiled and told his life story and his thoughts. A few minutes had been passed. They both decided to leave the mall. "I think we only have one year to meet up" as Loki said. "what do you mean about one year? are you going to leave for real?" Jen muttered "No, calm down a bit, Jen " "I just want to transfer a new University and focus on study" "I won't allow you. Since I prefer to meet you every weekend or months" "Don't worry. We won’t break up. I promise" Loki insisted