Romance Times Novels & Stories

And we can look at instances such as - calling yourselves romantic names rather than your real names". I scoffed and almost laughed and Ryan noticed. Romantic names indeed. "Yes - it's one of the spices of a relationship. You shouldn't just go ahead calling each other by your names. You can make use of something like baby, sugar, sweetheart, love, and all that..." "Ma'am" I suddenly cut in and raised my hand. Oh, God! I didn't even realize when I did that. "Yes ma'am Bethel? Do you have something to say?" The counselor asked and I slowly stood up.

I confess to my mother. "Darling you're young. Youth is all about falling in and out of love until you find what you're looking for. Enjoy this time in your life dating and getting to know him after college you have to go out and pave the way for yourself and these fun and fleeting moments won't come by so frequent or easily," she says placing her hand on my cheek.

Ethan lies. I was about to laugh but then he pinched my side. "Why didn't you just say that you don't want to date or get married because you love each other." "Honey, those kids must be scared." "Oh my god!! This means they're going to be married!" Tita said very happily to mom and they both hugged each other. "There will be no double wedding because they will marry each other!" The four of them seem to be very happy and I'm quite happy because Ethan is the one I'm going to marry instead of the other man out there that I don't like!

“She's a beautiful girl. She threw a look. expressive for him. - I noticed. ’ Even with the other couple across the table, it was impossible not to be excited to touch Kat. Imagining the two of them alone, in his room, experimenting with positions of the Kama Sutra. He stroked it with his thumb, stroking her hand. "What did we agree on about the role of Cupid?" Tim teased his wife. “And speaking of which,” she said, getting up, “I think we'd better get going. Tim winked at them and got up too. “We have a romantic date in the rec car for a Grand Manier, seeing the moon and stars. "It's romantic," said Maggie. “You should try it. Her husband took her hand and led her towards the exit. “Honey,

She asked when he was done. Like she had done, he held the phone out for her to read it. Mi amor. She cocked a brow. "Spanish makes everything more romantic or so I was told." She laughed. "Don't forget to send it, Madeline." "I won't. I promise." Satisfied, he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cheek. She recoiled, her eyes asking him what he was doing. "Friends kiss on the cheek." He threw in a wink for an added effect, turned and headed out.

Time, in that sacred interlude, vanished, and they surrendered to the taste and texture of each other's souls. When, at last, they parted, foreheads touching in silent communion, they exchanged a wordless understanding. It was not merely a kiss; it was a proclamation of their affection, an instant etched eternally in their hearts—the genesis of a romance tale destined to withstand the trials of time.

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

his gaze held mine. We tried to decipher what was beyond our eyes until I averted my eyes. “T-This is to make sure that our reputation is not damaged…” I added, earning a cruel smirk from Amor. “I understand. I am not interested in this useless romance, anyway. Write it or not, I will never ‘fall in love’ as people call it. I don’t have time for that. There are billions of other important things to take care of. Love will only slow me down. Who has time to waste on something like that?” Amor said.

Daisy asked Ahaz in a whisper. “Tim and Jordan.” Both of them chuckled silently. “Which one of you is jumping so highly?” Mr Colt gritted his teeth, hiding his pink cheeks and trying to act bold. “No no, it’s okay, Mr Colt. It’s good anyway. We’d try romance this time.” Mrs Lovely blinked and turned her attention towards the students. “Let’s take Romeo and Juliet’s story. It’s short and an inspirational romance, after all, is it good?” “Yes, yes!”

she said with a wink, settling beside me on the couch and pulling a fuzzy blanket over us both. She queued up the movie on her TV, the opening credits filling the room with upbeat music. As the story unfolded lighthearted banter, stolen glances, the kind of sweet romance that made your heart flutter—I tried to lose myself in it. Mira laughed at the jokes, nudging me with her elbow, but I could only manage faint smiles. My mind wandered back to Zayden, to the way his touch had once felt like safety, now tainted by blood.