Romantic Love Novels & Stories

Why call her anything else when she has a name so beautiful? Every day I find myself more in love in with her. Every day that passes by draws me closer to her. Over the last so many days that we have been talking, I have been meaning to ask her what I mean to her, if I do mean anything at all. I want to ask her whether she sees me as a potential boyfriend, but I will not, because I don’t believe in the terms ‘boyfriend’ and ‘girlfriend’. These terms are too frivolous and are just used to introduce people. I believe more in the word ‘soulmate’. It makes so much sense. When you’re in love, it’s meant for life, isn’t it? If not, then what defines love? A cup of coffee shared together? A drink?

, she said waving her hand impatiently. “and I know very well that this development affects you the most”. “what do you mean”, Jasper said. “don’t play games with me, Jasper I know exactly how you feel, unrequited love is indeed very painful”. “unrequited love”, he scoffed and waived his hands trying to hide his true feelings. “who, me? you must be mistaken, I am not in love with anyone, it is my duty to serve the king, I have no time for all that”.

He choked. "Then why do you feel odd when I show my love towards you? Why can't you believe that I love you too in the same way? All this question of who deserves what... it doesn't make any sense. When we love someone, we love them with all their flaws and all their virtues. Please don't say such things again." Damini looked away from him and sucked on her lower lip, trying to control her tears.

Yes, I felt my cheeks hot and a pulsating pressure between my thighs and a wet sensation pressed against my panties. "If i was born as a werewolf, then this hospital ward would be filled with the smell of my arousal.... Shit...shit..shit... What happened to me today....Lara.. For sure, you have to stop reading your fantasy novels and your k-dramas...." I shook my head and driven all those f*cking thoughts out of my mind. He stopped kisssing me in the middle and took a deep breath. He opened and glared me with his lust filled eyes. Then he suddenly lifted me in a bridal style and gently placed me in the near by hospital bed. He widened my legs and stood in between my thighs.

Besides, that's the impression you had, wasn't it? [Ah! That's right, why is it such a popular idea among the people in your world then?] / Well… It truly sounds romantic to most, isn't it? The will to lose everything, including your life, for your love. The whole it's only you for me, and me for you, obsession. Thrilling, right? /

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Make love to me slow and gentle" as his fingertips rubbed the other's chin. Ray hummed softly in response, his body instantly getting hot and responding to the sexy specimen on his lap as he slid his hand on Justin's back sending sparks down the Justin's spine. The fear they had felt during the time of separation of not being able to see or hold each other, their pain and longing, sleepless nights of missing the person they loved, was still fresh in their minds. So they poured all their love into their gaze and got drowned in the romantic moment. Ray planted wet kisses on Justin's neck and collarbones while the elder unbuttoned his shirt and took it off.

I have never been in love before. We have breakfast together in the kitchen. Isabella cannot look me in the eyes. I know it is because of the little bit of wild sex we had last night. I don't think it was that wild. For me, it was more romantic. Romantic, I don't even know what that word means. I have never felt this way before, and I don't know if I am in love, but I know one thing: I cannot let Isabella go. I love her. Wait, wait, wait, I can't say I love her. I don't even know what love means.

"But I'm curious, what does romance mean to you?" Max leaned in closer to Chloe, his voice low and husky, as he whispered softly into her ear, "Romance is like the changing sky at dusk, with colors shifting and blending together to create something new and beautiful each time. It's like the dance of fireflies on a warm summer evening, a dazzling display that takes your breath away.” His words flowed like a gentle stream, carrying with them the promise of something sweet and special. Chloe felt her heart skip a beat, and a shiver ran down her spine like a gentle breeze on a summer day, as she turned away to hide the reddened flush on her cheeks.

I say firmly. “Not sweet love. If you are looking for a romantic person with green flags, you are in the wrong place and waiting for something that will not fill you. Our romance is dark, that one that has a lot of red flags and we want more. We like the possessive, the firmly delivered.