Romantic Drama Novels & Stories

Her name was Karen. Or Kim. Or something else that started with a K. Ben honestly wasn’t sure, and at this point, it didn’t matter. They met at the bar after a long, exhausting week of him proving to himself that his house was not haunted. She caught his eye from across the room, all confidence and bare skin, a strappy little dress that left very little to the imagination. He bought her a drink. She smiled. The rest followed a familiar script.

I hissed at him before focusing my attention on the director. “As I was saying, we can improve the scene here. And the way they have done this other scene is a bit different from how I explained it on the script.” I walked towards Maria and pushed her a bit closer to Damiel – the young Ibarra – who was sitting on the bench. “You should be sweeter to him and let your eyes express how much you want to be close to him.” Maria nodded and smiled. “I’ll do my best!” I smiled and patted her head. “I know you will.”

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.

When the romantic movie ended forty minutes later, I was more than relieved, but didn’t let Elo realize that I disliked watching romantic movies. “I really had an awesome time, Elo”, I lied as we walked away from the rows and columns of seats. “It was splendid… felt like St. Valentine’s Day, my love”. I stared at the silver clutch purse she carried, and thought of how lucky I was to be her man. “I want to tell you something, Pierre…” Elo whispered.

I settled on a romance drama movie. My brow furrowed as I watched the story play out, stunned by how ridiculous it was all. A girl and two brothers in a love triangle? Not even by my standards, it seemed ridiculous. However, for some reason, I couldn't help but become engrossed in the drama and couldn't take my eyes off the TV.

Finally, pivots, gets into his car, and drives out into the dusk. *** A romantic comedy with a dash of drama plays on my laptop while Kristoff and I lie with our feet entangled on the bed and a bucket of popcorn rests on my belly. We’re already close to the film’s ending. The plot revolves around a high school girl who pretends to be a guy at an all-boys school to achieve her dreams. There aren’t many movies that make me laugh and cry, but this one definitely does. “Do you think he’ll forgive her?” I ask, leaning on Kristoff’s chest.

" You don't have to do this if you don't want to." He looks down at me, giving me his rare smile. " You know I want to do this with you. And you're picking the movie." " It's your birthday, Ace. We get to do whatever thing you want." " And I want you to pick a movie for us to watch." His hand goes to my hips as he caresses it. That little action makes my stomach flutter. What exactly is he doing to me? I choose the movie and it's an adult romance movie. Asa decides to pay for the tickets and I refuse. He's so stubborn and he won't let me.

It was patient, warm, and somehow entirely ours. Hours passed unnoticed. The credits rolled on the first movie, then a second, and still we didn’t move. Our conversations had ebbed into comfortable silence, occasional commentary punctuated by shared smiles. At some point, I realized my head had rested lightly against his shoulder. He hadn’t flinched, instead he'd shifted just enough to let me settle, his arm draping naturally over the back of the couch and his fingers barely brushing my hair. The world outside dimmed to darkness. The room smelled faintly of butter, the blankets carried our shared warmth, and the quiet became its own language.

We got popcorn and walked to the cinema. “Do you know what I love the most about this cinema?” I whispered into his ears. “The moment…” He looked into my eyes. “The moment the light goes off,” I smiled at him. I felt newly in love. Duncan never failed to make my heart flutter. The play was a romantic comedy, just the type I liked. It was two hours well spent. And he drove me back home and in front of my door, we kissed like two youngsters that just fell in love. You know those types of kisses that came with giggles. He watched me enter before he left.

Her heart raced. On the drive here, they had also discussed this, the need to pretend to be in love with each other in public. First to keep the questions about their hasty marriage at bay. Love had been universally acknowledged to be the instigator of insane and unreasonable actions. Besides, their story had the fairytale element to it. Drew was the rich prince who fell in love with the beautiful pauper. Could anything be more Cinderella than that? The second reason was so that whoever was set on ruining McBride Foods would not have another loophole to exploit.