Romance Trilogy Movie Novels & Stories

Then a slow, soft smile spread across his lips- the kind that made him look almost human, almost gentle, even though I knew the darkness still lurked just beneath. “Whatever you want, baby,” he murmured, kissing my forehead. “A movie sounds perfect.” He got up and browsed through the streaming apps on the TV. “What kind do you want? Action? Thriller? Or something soft?” “Romcom,” I said quietly, already changing into my soft silk shorts and a loose top. The fabric felt cool against my still-sensitive skin. I climbed into bed, pulling the blanket over my legs. Tristan chose a popular romantic comedy and dimmed the lights before sliding into bed beside me. He immediately pulled me between his

The trap of youthful romance that made her believe that all promises could come true. Unfortunately, they could not. Fate had many ways to speak. It silenced all desires and hopes in a thousand languages. “Luc.” A haze covered Velia's vision, obscuring the bitter reality she had once tasted. Lucas exchanged it. He replaced the bitterness with something akin to honey. Sweet and addictive. In the form of their lips meeting again. Lucas's dominance took shape. Through his firm touch and enticing darkness. He captured Velia's femininity in submission. More than just helplessness. The fortress Velia had built in seven years seemed useless when faced with Lucas.

Her eyes widened, and she fell to her knees before him, although it was clear that she was far older than he. "Beta," she began, rather meekly, "I am sorry for losing my temper in your presence. She said some..some disrespectful things and I couldn't...I couldn't take it. " Her voice shook with emotion, like she was about to break down into tears. To my surprise, he ran his fingers through her dreadlocks, soothing her tenderly, and she rubbed against his legs, seeking his comfort. It was almost a sweet scene, like the one between a mother wolf and a pup. It is okay, Desdemona. I will handle the proud princess myself. From now onwards, Princess Miatta is my responsibility.

Slowly Ann stopped crying. "My name is Ann. Why do you guys have the same face?” asked Ann wondering. “We are triplets. But, it was a secret since a lot of bad guys after us,” said Jake. “Okay, I won’t tell anyone, I promise. You're all handsome," Ann said, stroking Jace's cheek. "Oh, thank you. You're beautiful too, honey," Jake replied. "Oh, you're so cute, Ann. Do you want to be my wife?" Jace teased with a sweet smile.

"Did anyone approach you yet?" I know where this was going to go. He wants to know because he wants to make sure that he has a chance with me. Poor Hazel, damsel in distress will not be approached by any werewolf for the marriage trials and then he will come rescuing me like the knight in shining armour. "Not yet." I smile and look ahead. "Oh. That's great. Maybe this time I'll get a chance with you." He grins but I don't reply anything except smiling back. The point is...I don't have a choice to make.

Jameson reaches for his handkerchief in the inner pocket of his suit and dabs at a wayward drop on my cheek. “Sorry,” I murmur. “It was just all so beautiful and tragic. And, well, there is mention of him transporting her to somewhere else when he makes love to her.” I should bite my tongue. I’m weepy and reminiscing about an emotional pull to a movie. I’ve possibly even jumped the shark here, by bringing the entire thing up. To save face, I tell Jameson, “The film really wasn’t a romance. Infidelity and no happy ending are big no-nos in the romance genre. Yet, it did have strong romantic undertones that were—”

she rested her head on his shoulder and within a minute, the movie started. After the movie, Dennis drove her home, spent a little time with her and returned back to his house, his heart warm that he had found the bone of his bone. The next day at the office, Dennis sat on his chair, his face filled with smiles as he glanced at his phone staring at the pictures he took with Cassandra the previous day at the theater. With a warm smile, he stared at each picture with so much love in his heart and deep down in him, Dennis knew that he had found the love of his life and it was time to introduce her to his foster parents. After work, he will bring up the topic to Cassandra and he is sure that she

Laura squealed happily, after taking it into a long consideration, they've decided to visit Britaris, Laura has never been there before and would be honored to visit where all these persky vampire males grew up. "I have to get back to work, I'll pick you after work.." Rowan stated pecking her lips, releasing himself from her hold. "Alright, see ya.. I'll be in my office.." Laura pouts walking away, he always uses work as an excuse and never has time for her, she just hopes their trip to Britaris will be a success, so she can have Rowan to herself for a whole month, it's high time, they start behaving like real couples.

Whitney came barreling inside in a state of utter disarray. She had broken free from the security guards. Her hair was tangled, her wedding dress soaked through, and she rushed toward the altar like a woman possessed. "No! Joseph, don't marry her!" The security guards swarmed her at once, restraining her and blocking her advance. Unable to break free, she could only stare at me through the crowd, her voice cracking as she screamed my name again and again. "Joseph, don't marry someone else! Come with me!" Without sparing her a single glance, I picked up Clara's wedding band.

He sighed and leans back on his chair. Triffany got to the movie theatre and met with Tommy who put on a smile immediately he saw her. "Hi, Triffany." He walked close to her. “I’m glad you made it, I was thinking you cancelled on me.” Triffany can see how happy Tommy was, he has always been this way since he saw her again. “I’m didn’t and whereas this movie will help calm my mind.” She looked at him with a smile. “What movie are we watching?” Tommy touched his hair shyly. “Romance.” She saw how shy he was and couldn’t help but smile.