Romantic Online Reads

On our third wedding anniversary, I received a cake from my husband. It had the names Clarisse Burke and Antonio Carey written on it, along with Happy Third Anniversary. But I felt like I'd been plunged into ice. That wasn't my name. Clarisse was his secretary. Sure enough, I saw my cake in Clarisse Burke's latest post, labeled Iva Grant and Antonio Carey. [Three years, and someone's already treating me like his wife.] Below, there was a comment. [Delete that post! The cakes got mixed up. Don't let Iva find out.] That was when I realized he had planned every romantic surprise in pairs. Holding my phone, I laughed at his pathetic attempt to cover it up. But I was done. I started planning my exit.

Brian Samudra, a high school teenager, fell in love with his Mathematics teacher at his school. The teacher's name is Nadine. Apart from being known for her beautiful appearance, Nadine is also recognized as a strict and disciplined teacher. Brian's efforts bore fruit when they spent two beautiful nights together at a romantic resort in Bali. However, their togetherness had to end due to differences in status and age, and reluctantly, Nadine rejected Brian's love. But fate had other plans; they were reunited after being separated for 5 years in a different situation. The presence of Ricky, a 4-year-old toddler by Nadine's side, intrigued Brian. His desire to be with Nadine grew stronger when she rejected him for the second time. Will Brian succeed in winning Nadine's love this time, or will he have to experience heartbreak for the second time?

I spent my entire childhood living in poverty, being bullied by my mother and her boyfriend, and eating their leftovers. After an incident at home, I fled and now work as a maid for a cold CEO. Everything was fine until I started having strange, unsettling dreams about him. Hardy: He is the mysterious heir to the Rovio Group, the country's richest billionaire. He is a ruthless businessman who prioritizes money over everything else. He is known for being a decisive and controlling figure within his vast economic empire, and there are rumors that he has even killed his own brothers to secure his position as CEO. I, on the other hand, am just a maid who has developed feelings for her boss. Will our relationship turn into a romantic love affair?

The proud and spirited Evelyn White relentlessly pursued the aloof and cold-hearted Julian Moore, eventually becoming Mrs. Moore as she had dreamed. For Julian, Evelyn, the once-proud princess, lowered her noble head. However, after their marriage, she discovered that he still kept his first love in his heart, an unforgettable shadow from his past. Evelyn became the subject of ridicule among the affluent socialites of Riverdale’s elite circles. One day, a heated argument escalated into a dramatic rooftop scene, captured by someone with ill intent and swiftly posted online, making Evelyn the target of public scorn across the city. When she regained consciousness, all memories of him were gone. Evelyn asked, “Sir, may I ask who you are?” Julian replied, “Eve, pretending to have amnesia is such a cliché. I won’t divorce you.” However, Evelyn really turned and walked away without looking back. Three years later. A little girl with delicate features accidentally fell into Julian’s arms. Seeing the familiar figure that haunted his dreams, Julian instinctively blurted out, “Eve, this is... our child?” Evelyn, holding the arm of a charming and elegant man beside her, smiled and said, “Mr. Moore, let me introduce you—this is the father of my child!”

My older sister, Marissa Lipton, found out that I had been dating someone online. She immediately exposed the matter to our parents. Little did they realize that the person I'd been dating was actually Xander Lorne, the heir to one of the most prestigious families in Belhorn. Since then, my parents treated me a lot better than before. I successfully married into the Lorne family, too. As for Marissa, she was forced to marry the man my parents had originally picked out for me, who was infamous for being a domestic abuser. Her life had been filled with pain and beatings since then. I, on the other hand, lived a lavish and extremely comfortable life. As a high-society wife, I was also admired and envied by all. So, Marissa decided to run me over with her car. When I wake up again, I see Marissa secretly jotting down my online partner's contact number. That's how I find out she has gotten reborn as well. Haughtily, Marissa declares that she will rise to the ranks of the elite and crush me under her heel in this life. What she doesn't know is that the "elite heir" from the previous life is a gift I've painstakingly prepared for her.

When I was young, I saved a fae—charming and extremely handsome. In return, he offered me one wish, and I, lost in romantic fantasies, asked for the strongest wolves to be obsessed with me. It sounded dreamy—until it wasn’t. Obsession, I learned, is a storm disguised as a dream. First up, my stepbrother—his obsession turned him into a tormentor. Life became unbearable, and I had to escape before a mating ceremony that felt more like a nightmare than a love story. But freedom was short-lived. The next wolf found me, nearly made me his dinner, and kidnapped me away to his kingdom, proclaiming I would be his Luna. He wasn’t as terrifying, but when he announced our wedding plans (against my will, obviously), his best friend appeared as competitor number three. “Great! Just what I needed,” I thought. This third wolf was sweet, gentle, and truly cared—but, alas, he wasn’t my type. Desperate, I tracked down the fae. “Please, undo my wish! I want out of this romantic disaster!” My heart raced; I really needed him to understand me. He just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “Sorry, you’re on your own. But I can help you pick the best one out of them!” How do I fix this mess? Facing three intense wolves: “Marry me, I’ll kill anyone who bothers you!” the first declared fiercely. “No, marry me! I’ll make you the happiest ever,” the second pleaded. “I’ll destroy every kingdom you walk into. You’re mine!” the third growled, eyes blazed. “Seriously, what have I gotten myself into?” A long sigh escaped my lips. Caught between a curse and a hard place, I really just wanted peace and quiet…but which one do I choose?

Justino and Natalia met on dating site, and they started dating, and they have been chatting for months before Justino Invited him over to his country, Meanwhile, Anthonio met Natalia at the bus station where she was stranded, Though, Natalia was Invited by her online friend named Justino from America for a visit to Brazil, Natalia forgot her handbag that contains all the valuable and relevant documents Inside the bus that she boarded from the metro station, meanwhile Natalia was on a visit, She didn't know the address of where she was going off head, but all the address and the description was written In her mobile phone and palm top, When Natalia finds out that she forgets her handbag In a but, and there was no way forward, no means of communication between him and Justino, Natalia sat down waiting for the bus to come back to the station, Justino was busy driving around the city, wandering with his car searching for Natalia, Meanwhile, when Anthonio was going to work In the afternoon, he saw Natalia sitting down with her luggage beside, and when she was coming back from work, he still met her sitting alone, meanwhile, Anthonio was waiting for the last but, and all the bus has parked their bus In the parking lots and left for their home while Natalia was left alone until Anthonio came to her rescue,

Nasib si Bungsu. (Saat masa jaya orang tua telah habis). "Jadwal kontrol Bapak tiga hari lagi, kamu sudah dapat uang buat biaya rental mobil?" tanya Ibuku saat aku baru saja pulang. "Yusup usahain ya Bu, semoga ada rezekinya," jawabku. Sambil melepas jaket yang selalu menemaniku mencari rupiah. "Kalau gak ada ya udah, gak apa-apa. Paling Bapakmu teriak-teriak kalau lagi kumat karena obatnya habis!" ucap Ibu sambil berlalu pergi. Aku tahu Ibu pasti kecewa, lalu bagaimana lagi, aku sudah berusaha keras, dalam hati aku merasa gagal. Uang sebesar lima ratus ribu saja tidak mampu aku cari. Mungkin bagi orang lain tidak seberapa, tapi untukku yang hanya berprofesi sebagai ojek online uang lima ratus ribu sangatlah besar. Apalagi akhir-akhir ini orderan sangat sepi tidak seperti biasanya. Aku duduk termenung di atas sofa lusuh, mataku menatap tiga bingkai besar yang terpajang di dinding, foto ketiga Kakakku saat wisuda. Mereka terlihat sangat gagah dengan toga yang dipakainya

Si Eli ay isang huwarang estudyante at kasalukuyang nangunguna sa kanilang klase. Kilala siya bilang isang tahimik na tao at walang interes sa ibang bagay bukod sa pag-aaral. Iyon na rin siguro ang isa sa pinakadahilan kung bakit walang maituturing na kaibigan sa school si Eli. Lingid sa kaalaman ng kanyang mga kaklase, si Eli ay isang closeted gay. Dahil sa fear of rejection at mahusgahan ng iba, mas pinipiling mapag-isa ni Eli kaysa makihalubilo sa kanyang mga kaklase. Isang gabi habang nagrereview si Eli para sa isang exam kinabukasan, napukaw ang kanyang atensiyon sa isang online advertisment. Ito ay isang 'dating' application na tinatawag na MATCHED, na kung saan ay maaari kang makakilala at makatagpo ng taong para sa iyo... As a gay person. Dahil sa masidhing kuryusidad ay dali-daling dinampot ni Eli ang kanyang cellphone para idownload ang MATCHED para simulang hanapin ang taong kukumpleto sa tinatago niyang pagkatao. Have you ever tried to use an app to find a lover? Let the hunt begin.

I was on a business trip out of town when I got a text from my neighbor. [Can you and your husband keep it down? Also, one of your undies fell onto my balcony.] Shocked, I opened the photo she had sent. The underwear wasn't even my style, but it matched the one I'd seen in my husband's online shopping cart. He'd told me it was a gift for me, but I remember noticing the size—it was one size larger than mine. When confronted with the neighbor's message, my husband swore that the house must've been broken into and claimed the intruder left the item behind. But something about his story didn't sit right, so I decided to dig further. That was when I stumbled upon his social media. His latest post was just three words. [I bought this.] It was paired with a photo of a lingerie gift set. Beneath it, there was a comment. [I'm wearing it.] Attached was a picture of a woman's legs—and the unmistakable background of my living room. The evidence was undeniable. I packed up the underwear and brought it straight to the police. "My husband says our house was broken into. This was left behind by the intruder, and it might have DNA on it."