Romance Town Novels & Stories

She looks away with flushed cheeks. A narrowed pair of eyes steal a glance at the bustling town through the thick cover of the trees. If he heard it right, the inhabitants here call this place the Roguetown. Surprisingly, the scale of the town was much bigger and more fortified than he imagined. To think such a prosperous town was functioning right under his nose.

“Good morning.” “Good morning,” Maya replied, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead. “Is it just me, or does this place feel like a dream?” Zane asked, his voice still husky with sleep. “It’s real,” Maya said, her green eyes shining. “And it’s ours.” --- Exploring the Town After a leisurely breakfast, they decided to explore the nearby town. The narrow streets were lined with colorful buildings, their balconies adorned with blooming flowers. The scent of citrus and freshly baked bread filled the air as they strolled hand in hand.

I tell him and he seems to think for a moment before shaking his head. “Never heard of it.” He says, going back to his computer. “You wouldn’t have. It is in the middle of no where Italy with a very small population. The perfect place to find some piece and quiet and to get my mind on the right track again.” I explain. It really is a small town, but it is beautiful and reminds me of the small towns you see in romance movies where the main character goes through on a trip and then decides to never leave again. It is perfect for my first trip out of this Country that I haven’t left once in the thirty years I have been alive.

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."

“This is you, Kayla—radiant, mine.” His kiss was slow, deep, his lips warm against mine, a quiet promise that eased my fears. I leaned into him, my body softening, the sapphire gown shimmering in the moonlight. Xiamond’s rumors were noise, but his love was my anchor. I wasn’t the waitress hiding anymore; I was Kayla Reed, his partner, claiming my place.

"Besides, it's catchy. Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone and all that." "Oh my god, you're such a dork." "Only for you, princess." We ended up at a small town about an hour outside the city. Sebastian parked near what looked like a farmer's market, complete with white tents, handmade crafts, and the smell of fresh bread and flowers. "A farmer's market?" I couldn't keep the surprise from my voice. "You mentioned once that you used to come to these with your mom when you were little and that they made you happy." He came around to open my door. "I thought maybe we could make some new happy memories."

"That seems like it would make everything more awkward, not less." He had a point, but it didn't make me feel any less conflicted about it. We continued wandering through the town, popping into various shops - a bookstore with old leather-bound volumes and modern paperbacks in multiple languages, a tiny boutique selling handmade scarves and jewelry, a shop devoted entirely to truffle products from the region. At each place, the owners or workers assumed we were a couple. They smiled at us indulgently, made comments about young love, asked us if we were on our honeymoon or here for a romantic getaway. And each time, Alessio didn't correct them.

She had been working as a poorly paid waitress at the exclusive Galencia Bay Country Club, and he had been the wealthy, sheltered heir who belonged there. Knowing his snobbish, aristocratic parents would absolutely never approve of a Hispanic waitress mingling with their golden boy, they had seen each other entirely in secret. It was a dizzying, passionate whirlwind romance – stolen moments in the shadows of the boathouse and late-night drives along the coast under the stars.

There were red roses everywhere, making everything looked like the scene from a romantic movie. If the guests didn’t know the history of the people in this town, they would probably believe that the bride and groom were hopelessly in love with each other. That was the kind of fantasy the humans here were trying to sell since this supposed to be wedding of the year will be featured in magazines and newspapers tomorrow morning. The outsiders who knew nothing about this town wouldn’t have guessed that just three months ago, the humans and the wolves were determined to wipe out each other’s existence in the world.

Perhaps she would fall for him if he spoke to her more gently. He had mentioned clearly to Sean that this was a fair and square competition. Since that was that case, he needed to let Christina know about his feelings. He planned to confess to her officially. Matthew understood women loved the idea of romance. Perhaps she might agree to go out with him if he managed to tug her heartstrings. He reserved an entire luxurious restaurant and filled the venue with fresh flowers and balloons. He then brought her over for dinner. Upon arriving at the scene, Christina discovered his intention. The sight of the candlelight dinner reminded her of Michael. Back then, he had used this trick to win over h