Romantic Books That Will Make You Cry Novels & Stories

She’d been to a bookshop and found some book full of photos of two-inch foetuses with their tiny little fingers. She’d been crying for hours and her face was a complete mess. She said she knew what she ought to do, but she just couldn’t do it. She said it was her fault and she’d understand if I wanted out.*

“You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.” I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.” As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.

He was very emotional since childhood while Gwen never showed her emotions. "Why is it happening with them?" He questioned to himself while Gwen inhaled deeply as she moved closer to him and patted his shoulder. "You know, it's just a movie." "I know, but I can't control myself. It's so sad." He wiped his cheeks. "Y o u... k n o w. P e o p l e... t h a t... c r y... o n... m o v i e s... h a v e... v e r y... s o f t... h e a r t."

“Um ok, you really are amazing.” “I am, it’s part of the charm.” “Favourite author then?” “V.E. Schwab her fantasy writing is fucking out of this world amazing.” “Addie LaRue was spectacular.” “Yes it was, ok who’s your favourite author?” I ask then. “Colleen Hoover, she has me crying for days. Ugly Love had me staring at the wall at 3am. November 9 had me in tears and Verity I was just so fucking shocked by that book I didn’t know what to do.”

But the emotion…the raw, devastating emotion…that was all real. When I finally posted the chapter, I sat back and watched the notifications start rolling in immediately. NightOwl_Reader: FINALLY! We’ve been DYING! RomanceAddict47: MAFIA PANDA IM SCREAMING MidnightReader: The way he worships her… I’m not okay Reader_BookLover: Author you’re killing us. This is the most romantic thing I’ve ever read Lottie: I’m literally crying. This is perfect. HE’S perfect.

I gesture between us. "...would actually work. I thought that we could fall in real love like one of the Many romance books I've read but this is not it. I don't recall the women in those books having to go through so much." I sniffle not caring that by now I was a crying mess.

Kaya was reading her favourite romance book while leaning against her headboard. It was the time of the night. They both had gotten done with their dinner. He was in his room and Kaya was in hers, so she decided to read her favourite romance book as she was not feeling like sleeping yet. She had read this book before but now it was hitting her differently. It was giving her a totally new feeling because now she had found the love of her life. She loved reading romantic books because she believed in love and when she had finally found her love, reading about love was giving her so many butterflies inside her tummy. She turned the page and now the erotic content of the book began. Even though

Some even die because of the depression of losing them. My mate is alive, but I can't be with him. It feels like he is Forbidden. Damien is a forbidden fruit. Okay, I am soon losing my mind if I don't stop thinking a lot. I need. something to get my mind off all these thoughts. All the novels I have here in my room are romance novels. They will all eventually remind me of Damien and I will end up crying. I have promised myself not to cry again because I want to be strong. I want to be strong for our relationship and for myself.

Brian had never known that seeing a person cry could hurt more than having his own stomach pierced and his limbs removed, he had never thought that it was possible to want to go on a rampage and kill whatever was causing that person's tears. Frankly to say, he was never a romantic person, too stoic and practical in his ways, he believed romance to be an imaginative paperback created by an idealist. And that was precisely the reason why his arms seemed to freeze as they hovered above the sobbing woman that seemed to think it was a good idea to launch herself into his arms.

I had no idea if it was good progress or not. Reluctantly, I wiped a tear in my eye. No, don't get me wrong, I was fine or maybe I wasn't. The book I'd just read had the most beautiful ending. And I wasn't a big fan of happy endings, so me saying that was a big ups to the author of that book. I glanced at both stacks again. A good number of them were romance books and spoke about love and all and it was weird. Why? Because Noah gave them to me. Yes, the ruthless Alpha Noah. He was so against love and women entirely, so why did he recommend a handful of romance books for me?