Romantic Comic Novels & Stories

Luciano murmured, his voice rough with frustration. "It's always like this," Rosa said, biting her lip as she pulled her hand back, trying not to smile at his dramatic complaint. "Come on, baby. We need to be quick before our little devil wakes up again," Luciano whispered, nipping lightly at her ear. Rosa sucked in a breath. “You are unbelievable." "I am yours, amore mio," he husked. Her cheeks flushed at the reminder. It still amazed her how, with each passing day, he seemed to grow more and more romantic.

"How about, sort of, in public?" "Sort of? Like what?" "Like I want to play with you under the table in a restaurant. I want to watch your face while I'm playing with your cunt and you're trying to eat spaghetti." I burst out laughing. "What an image. Most women get perfume and roses." He laughs too. "I wouldn't have believed it. Deep down, you're a romantic, aren't you?" I blush, not speaking, looking away. "Why so coy about it? You think there's something wrong with that?"

This was as good an apology as she would ever get it… She knew it was his way of telling her that he knew she deserved a better setting for her first time, but that she couldn’t expect him to be a romantic partner. “As memorable as it could be,” she nodded at him, a lazy blissful smile stretching her lips. She had half a mind to tell him it had been everything she had hoped for and more, but she couldn’t. This was Roman freaking Bianchi. He was a mafia boss, and he didn’t do romance as far as she knew. Before long, they left the dimly lit bar, with Rose limping a little bit, her soreness both tingling with pleasure and slightly painful at the same time.

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

“I’m even better than you.” “Ah really?” I grinned as I pulled her up with force – but this playful tease turned into a heart stopping situation! A romcom cliché! “H-Heiji!!!” She squealed in surprise when our bodies collied. In a split of seconds, we found ourselves wrapped on each other’s arms…

kenzie said as I stared at her "oh gimme a break, love at first sight seriously?" I said "yeah it's romantic" kenzie added "ew, gross" I blute out cause the word disgust me "you see quincy here is a no love life type so she doesn't understands love" Gianna said to kenzie as she hand quotes the no love life type word. "Awwwn that bad" kenzie said in a sad tone "okay enough of this love talk am starving" she said as her stomach rumbled loudly making us laugh.

I don’t believe that shit at all and it doesn’t help that they burst out laughing at the look on my face when Loyalty says, “I love lilies” “I know that baby girl, but isn’t that something they do on school trips, not dates”, I tell her, since I still don’t believe that’s what they did. I mean if they did, that’s sort of romantic yet corny as fuck at the same time! Jonny just rolls his eyes. “Spin, sometimes I swear you don’t have a romantic bone in your whole body”, she says to me. “My romantic bone is soft at the moment since you’re sitting on another man’s lap, baby girl”, I tell her as Jonny pulls Loyalty into him to muffle his laughter. “Not funny, Knight”!

I do not feel pleased that my best friend told my mate I am not romantic. "Miriam is not playing with his brains, and I think he is more the one playing with Miriam's heart. And her common scenes, and I think they lost their marbles. If that is what love does to people, I do not want to fall in love. It looks like everybody is going crazy when they are in love, and I have seen creatures do stupid things for so-called love. Maybe it is better not to fall in love and remain friends. All of a sudden, I am not so sure that I want a mate. Perhaps we are better off not being mates. We are getting along very well now. And I think if we are going to be mates and suck on each other's faces every day,

Jefe de Maria De La Cruz, aunque ella no lo va a saber todavía. Lautaro Nicolás Romero, nacido el 20 de mayo de 1974, argentino, aunque de ascendencia alemana, tiene una estatura mediana, similar a la del cantante Robin Williams. Es el tipo de persona que cuanto más amable es contigo, más rápido debes correr, porque cuanto más rápido morirás, nunca te deja ver su verdadera apariencia emocional, si lo viste es porque ya estás muerto, antes teniendo bovinos y dedicándose a enfermar al mundo, era sicario, solía trabajar para el presidente argentino. No tiene estudios, solo sabe leer y escribir y su hijo, Emiliano Romero, lo es todo para él. Nunca se casó, pero vive con su esposa y juntos tienen

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.