Romantic Comedy Novels & Stories

"Bеѕіdеѕ, I kіnd… Nеvеrmіnd." "Whаt? Tеll me!" "Nаh, mауbе later. Sо whаt mоvіе are wе gоіng to?" ***** I dеlіbеrаtеlу chose a mоvіе thаt hаd been оut fоr a whіlе, hoping оn a lоw turnout. It wаѕ ѕоmе dumb rоmаntіс comedy. Nоrmаllу, thе оnlу rеаѕоn I would hаvе ѕееn it wаѕ bесаuѕе thе main actress іn іt wаѕ seriously hоt but nothing mоrе thаn that. Bеѕіdеѕ, next to Mary, she wаѕ a dоg. I mеаn thаt.

He disappears into the washroom, and I bring the bottle down. For the couple of minutes he's gone, I scroll through movie titles, trying to determine what genre would work best. A romance movie seems too suggestive, but a comedy isn't serious enough. A horror movie will only make me more tense, so I switch to the trending category in hopes of a cross-genre mishmash movie that's perfectly balanced. I land on The Breakfast Club. It's funny, but not too ridiculous — romantic, but not overly so — and the retro feel can be quite cozy. Besides, I'm sure Harvey will watch whatever I want to put on.

I took my seat and then I erupted into laughter. "How bold that was, damn" He said to me as he sucked his lips in admiration. "You looked hot back there, I loved how fierce you looked" 'Goodness gracious' I certainly have impressed this one. I hope this sudden energy of mine doesn't get subdued. "You think so, you ain't mad at all?" I asked him. From his looks, I knew he wasn't mad at me, but I didn't wanted to seem ungrateful. It wasn't an intended mistake, certainly he did understood that.

I still got something to do back home. Thankfully, she was understanding this time. The clock almost strikes 10 pm and Rosa decided that it was a good time for the both of us to relax by watching some movie. She had chosen to watch an action movie which I agree with her without argument. We jump into watching the movie until late at night. Rosa who was seating beside me wouldn't stop munching on the biscuit she had brought with her and a glass of orange juice. She hand me the coffee and I took it gratefully.

It forced him to be late to join Velia in bed. Lucas walked slowly, not wanting to make any sound that could disturb her sleep. You look tired. Lucas took his place on the side of the bed. He gazed at Velia's peaceful face and stroked her hair. Tired? That one word managed to bring a faint smile to Lucas's face. He remembered the romance in his office earlier that day. How enjoyable it was. How passionate. It would surely be one of the love affairs Lucas would enjoy. And perhaps Velia felt the same way.

Her eyes red, she tried to sound generous as she said, "Felix, don't you love me the most? Are you really going to blame me for this? I'm your only public girlfriend; everyone expects you to marry me. I'm upset, Felix. I'm the one who's been by your side. Why would you need a substitute who looks just like me? You can't love anyone else—only me!" She thought her tantrum would make Felix apologize and comfort her. But Felix's gaze turned icy with fury, the killing intent practically radiating off of him. He only relaxed when he saw me open my eyes. The three followers, seeing the tension, quickly jumped in. "Mr. Palmer, Darcy is your true love. Everyone else is just a passing fling. You shoul

I said sweetly. "Kingston don't you dare use that tone on me.I know you,you can't hate someone and marry the person.Who knows if you forced her to marry you"Mum said "Mum you are disturbing my honeymoon"I said "Kingston you are a workaholic so cut the honeymoon talk .I will come to your home to see my lovely Vida and see if you are treating her well and to ..."I interrupted her "Kkrrrrrr......Kkrrrrrr Mum the network is bad .Kkrrrr ..Bye love you"I said and sighed finally.

"Let's just order room service and watch a movie. Something light." I raised an eyebrow, amused by her suggestion. "A movie, huh? What did you have in mind?" She flashed a mischievous grin. "How about a romcom? 'When Harry Met Sally' is a classic." I groaned playfully, feigning dismay. "A romcom? You're going to subject me to that?" Her laughter filled the room, infectious and carefree. "Oh, come on, Liam. It's a great movie. You might even like it."

I say, immediately supplying the name of the old sitcom we’ve all watched a thousand times, smiling softly because I absolutely love that he loved this show. “Yeah, that one was the best one,” he says, nodding like it’s a fact. “The girls were…really nice to each other, and so supportive, and so funny. And I learned about…boyfriends and girlfriends and dating. And what mates were. And with movies, I liked…um, what do you call them? Romedies…?” “Romantic comedies?” I offer. “Romcoms?”

"Then things went awry. I was forced into things I didn't find interesting and, slowly, I stopped watching movies. I think I've watched a movie not up to three times this year and it's all thanks to Raya. She slowly increased this interest in movies." "I understand why," Scarlett said and looked at me. "We will all be fine, right?" I blew out a breath I had been holding for a long time and nodded. "Definitely." "Yes! I found one," She said. "Romcom. Do you love to watch romantic comedies?" I gagged. "No. Cringe as hell. Watching it would nauseate me. I prefer action, sci-fi, mystery, and fantasy. Mostly thrillers."