Romantic Comic Novels & Stories

“My house is not haunted. It just needs some attention.” She stuck out her tongue. "Attention from a priest." Owen chuckled. “Joking aside, Benny, it’s really great you bought this place.” Ben shot Caroline a smug look. “I’m sure the ghosts agree,” she shot back cheerfully. “They’ve probably been lonely.” She cackled as Ben swatted Owen with a paintbrush, smearing green across his chest. By the time they finished the room, all three of them were splattered with paint and exhausted.

It's Saturday so I thought we'd play Wearing only this robe come and see What I have planned for you and me I know you are wondering so here's a hint It's all about us and time well spent I've been planning this a good long time And today is the day you are all mine Love, Jack PS - have an open mind. I lifted the robe from the hook and pushed my arms into its long soft sleeves, the coolness of the fabric virtually weightless on my bare skin. I turned to exit the bathroom and noted the wide smile the new robe had put on my face in the vanity mirror. Jack had always been a romantic; I was lucky to have a husband who adored me almost as much as I did him. Although he was nearing forty-five, he

he said. He stood up and knelt in front of me, again. "You don't have to–" I began, asking him to stand up. "You're worth kneeling to," he simply said, smiling at me. "But you don't even know me that well, yet." "Well then, Vivienne Skye Harper, will you let me get to know you, now and for the rest of our days?" He opened the box and in it was a crescent moon ring, inlaid with tiny black diamonds. It was even more beautiful than the royal engagement ring.

“That they’re boring as hell?” “I just enjoy true stories, no matter what the subject is.” “So do I,” I reply. “That’s why I like romance. Love is real.” He chuckles into his glass as though he finds that amusing. I glance at him. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Rom-coms are about as far from real life as possible. I bet you’re also the type who reads trashy romance novels.” I stare at him blankly. I think I hate this man. “I do, actually... and if you really want to know, I’m watching Magic Mike XXL after this so I can watch gorgeous men take their clothes off.”

threatened Rena. "Jade, you want to sleep with me, right?" Romeo's head was dizzy. The perverted wolf rebelled because his lover tempted him. "Until when?" sighed Romeo resignedly. "Until we return to Germany." "No! That's not called a honeymoon. Honeymoon, we have to have sex so that we are happy. Channeling all the passionate desires!" Romeo's correction. "It's not a honeymoon, but a full moon. You feel how it feels." Rena didn't care about Romeo, who had gone to great lengths to persuade her to return.

*** We open the store, help a couple of early customers, and within ten minutes Matteo has commandeered a stack of receipts and started sketching circles and arrows like we’re planning a heist. “Okay,” he says. “Option one: classic romance.” “Define classic.” “Candlelit dinner. Somewhere intimate. You get down on one knee. Boom. Tears.” “That’s… reasonable,” I say. He grimaces. “But expected.” “Cara likes expected,” I argue. “She likes thoughtful,” he counters. “There’s a difference.” A woman browsing the romance section coughs pointedly, clearly eavesdropping. Matteo lowers his voice anyway. “Option two: chaos.”

I pretended to think, but suddenly that night flashed before my eyes when Vincenzo Capone shot bullets from between my legs, I shook the thought away, "Hmm, maybe it'll happen when I'm buying a latte at the local coffee shop, and he accidentally spills his coffee all over me." She burst into laughter, "Classic rom-com move right there. And then you'll both reach for the same napkin, your eyes will meet, and bam – true love!" I joined in the laughter, "Exactly! And then, we'll have a grand adventure filled with quirky side characters and misadventures. You can be a side character in my story. You can play my annoying best friend." She raised an eyebrow, and flung a throw pillow at me, "And wh

“Because this company literally has a ban? Staff isn't supposed to have any romantic relationships with other staff. You know of this rule, fool. Besides, I'm sure these people already put two and two together to know that we are dating.” “You and I both know that the rule is a joke. There are a lot of people married to each other here. I'm sure some people are fucking themselves, even the executives too. But if you insist, we won't do much of that romance shit here at work,” Anthony said with a shrug of his broad shoulders and went around his desk. “Thank you. Anyway, thank you for the flowers. I totally forgot that today was my birthday. All this stress made me forget,” I said.

he said. I laughed. “Dante Romano, the romantic?” He pulled me into a tight embrace. “That’s because I love you so much.” “Is it my fault that you became romantic?” He laughed. “Yes, entirely your fault.” I jumped off the bed, laughing. “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome Dante Romano—the Romantic!” I shouted. He sprang up and caught me, trying to sneak me into the bathroom, but he lifted me into his arms. “What did you say?” I clung to him upside down, screaming and laughing.

After a silence between both of them, which transports them to highlights of their time together, Bruce kind of breaks the nostalgic moment, “But anyway, in one word... define Romantic...” “I see it like a box of chocolate, just one of those assortments that mom brought every time she came back from a trip. In our land, all people have practically one flavor. This is a well-assorted box...” excited.