Romance Trilogy Movie Novels & Stories

Beatrice, who had just finished class, was whispering with a group of people. “Who is this Tristan Coleman? He actually wants to marry our goddess, Zendaya, and even disallowed her from continuing to sing? This guy is really damned! I curse him. Curse him for not being a man, and I curse him so that he won’t get it up in the bridal chamber during their wedding night!” a bobbed-hair girl with big, round eyes scoffed.

He nibbled on ears, causing her to giggle. ’’Ok, so the first movie is The Note Book. It is a timeless romance. So snuggle up to your mate, and enjoy.’’ Johan squealed, thinking that her plan would work. During the first half of the movie, Harlow couldn't help but nod off. She found it boring the first time, and she still found it boring now the second time around. Someone touched Harlow, causing her to jump from her sleep. ''Popcorn?'' ''No Vince, I would rather to drink everyone's blood in this room.''

“It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess." She paused for a moment, her eyes misty with unshed tears. "She had informed your great-great-grandfather about the situation and informed him that their relationship should be called off while she focused on her mat

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

Shoot! "Love is indeed in the air." Maribella remarked before waving my book in front of the camera. "So, if you people haven't read this, if you haven't been in love, or if you just wanted to enjoy a good romance book then buy Rebecca's My high School Love Affair and it will make you fall in love with life." I shyly smiled and nodded my head. "Anyway…" Maribella's gaze went back to us and she was wearing this stare like when a journalist's curiosity was piqued. "Sir Ibarra, you did mention earlier that you are going to be a part of Rebecca's future, yes?"

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?"

said Tristan. "Mr. Rosellini will stay here to close the last details; And from this moment on, my wife stops working in this company," said Tristan. "What? What are you talking about?" said Dilan surprised. "I forgot, let me introduce you to my wife, Larissa Douglas. We just got married in Italy 3 days ago. As you can imagine, I am not going to let my wife keep working for you," said Tristan smiling, enjoying his victory over Dilan.

He asked coldly. A flicker of unease settled in my chest as I locked eyes with him. “That’s what I thought,” he said calmly. “My people will draft the contract agreement and send it to you.” “I never agreed to any marriage proposal, Mr. Mitchell,” I snapped. “No, you didn’t, but you will.” He kissed my cheek. “I will meet you again, wife,” “I’m not your wife.” I shouted. He smirked. “Three days, Catherine, no more than that,” he said,leaving. “And I don’t take no for an answer.”

The scent of jasmine aromatherapy filled the room, creating what should have been a romantic atmosphere for the newlyweds. Vivian approached me, removing her hair accessories one by one. She looked at me through the dressing mirror with a gaze full of desire. "Dewangga... finally, it's just the two of us," she whispered softly. She walked towards me, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Tonight is our first night. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." She started kissing my neck, trying to ignite the fire that should have been there. However, my body felt like a block of ice.

Pascal answered with a grin. “You need to settle things. I’m tired of being thought of as the only child.” Dan complained. “She sets me up on blind dates, and to make it worse, she found a match that she can’t stop talking about.” He added. “Well, enjoy. I don’t plan on meeting with her until she accepts Charlotte.” Pascal replied with a trace of sadness and anger in his voice. Charlotte is Pascal’s girlfriend; they have been dating since high school, but because she was an orphan, and with a poor background compared to his betrothed, his mother refused to accept their relationship. Out of anger, she cut ties with him and anything that has to do with him. Without him in her life, Dan had bec