Romantic Quotes Novels & Stories

But just when I think he's about to initiate another passionate round of sex, he looks at my lips and then refocuses on my eyes. "Brown eyes are just brown eyes, until you fall in love with someone who has brown eyes." "Smooth," I compliment with a nod, smiling as he smiles against our now touching lips. "No joke, though, it all comes down to your eyes," he tells me when we pull away, quoting the famous Dante Gabriel Rossetti. "Thank you for bringing me here, baby." "And thank you for everything else," he replies, expressing his feelings in six simple but meaningful words. But for some reason, I sense that he wants to say more.

Julian stood behind her, his arms wrapping securely around her waist, his presence a comforting warmth against her back. "It’s beautiful," she whispered, her voice filled with awe. Julian pressed a kiss to the side of her neck, his lips lingering against her skin. "Not as beautiful as you." She turned in his arms, her hands resting on his chest, her heart overflowing with a love that transcended words. "You’re really out here saying the most romantic things, huh?" He smirked, a playful glint in his eyes. "It’s easy when it’s you." Selena exhaled a laugh, shaking her head, her heart brimming with affection. "You’re impossible."

[Do I smell good to you, my sweet mate? “Sol, et omnia sidera, et movens in corde, et in tuo.” [The love that moves the sun and all the stars, and moves in my heart, and in yours.] Caspian laughed, shaking his head. “You dare quote me Dante’s Inferno?” Shrugging, I took his face in my hands, pulling him down. “A teacher once moved me enough to find meaning in his words.” “Must have been a very good teacher.”

“You know, you are so romantic sometimes, when you get rid of those dumb flirtatious comments, you just know exactly what to say to a girl. I'm glad that you bumped into you that day and I'm glad that I said yes to that date.” "I'm glad too, meeting you was the best possible thing I ever did, also I thought you liked my flirting." “Your flirting depends on the day. Guess what? I still have the roses. Your sister takes care of them, every single rose is made to feel special.” He held onto my hands. “Do you wanna know something?” I nodded. “Each 1,000th rose represents 1,000 reasons why I love you.” “You know what that makes it seem like, right?”

HEY GUYS, I'VE DECIDED TO START POSTING LITTLE POEMS WHICH I WROTE DURING THE COURSE OF WRITING THIS STORY. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. ROMANCE What is romance, yeah yeah yeah Where is romance Isn't it here? Is it a knight in shinning armor Can I ever see it? Can I ever experience it? I want my own romance With my most romantic fantasy Filled with dreams that May not come to pass But I can't stop fantasizing

I laughed so much and couldn't help but burst out. "Cheesy is second name for Romantic. Those buildings of 100 floors, or a bungalow, some cars and plot areas won't give the essence of love, those things are at the end of the Jay just antics. The real loves relies in trees, " Grandpaa laughed to me and explained. While I still was sticked to my conclusion. "When these little things starts to make your heart flutter. When this beautiful green leaves make you wander to sniff the freshness and want to make you stare at water drops on grass leaves that means you are in love," He again said as I smile. "Yes Grandpaa!! This things are so so romantic. I wonder if Viktor planted any for me??"

Each had a quote on it—some romantic, some ridiculous—and I had to guess if it was something Roman had said to me or something she made up. By card three, I was crying from laughter. “‘You make my world stop spinning and start breathing.’” Ava read dramatically. I hesitated. “That’s… Roman. Definitely Roman.” “Correct!” she said, throwing confetti in the air. Aria snorted. “He actually said that?” I laughed. “He was drunk on wine and emotion, okay?” We went on like that for a while, the laughter echoing against the night sky. For a moment, I forgot the world outside, forgot the messages, forgot the eyes that still followed our lives.

I moved closer to him, sliding down the smooth wood of the bench. "My life is already ruined, Liam!" Jax shouted. "Every time I see your face on a billboard with Chloe, a piece of me dies. Every time I hear you call the truth a lie, I feel bad.” "That’s not true," I whispered, though I knew deep down it was. "I love you." "I know you do, but love isn't enough.I can't keep waiting for you to be brave. He pushed the heavy doors open, and the bright afternoon light flooded into the dark chapel for a second before they swung shut again.

He chuckled, "I'm romanticizing you because you deserve to hear beautiful things, and Rumi had taken all the right words out of me ... I think I'm a few hundred years too late to be a poet." It made her laugh. "Gamble everything for love, if you're a true human being," he quoted. "He didn't say that?" "He did ... reason is powerless in the expression of love," he continued. She was still grinning, his arms were tighter around her keeping her warm from the chill. "These pains you feel are messengers ... listen to them." Her smile started to fade. He wasn't just quoting them randomly, she felt those words were meant for her. "Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears o

Because you mean more than the world to me. It was like Cara had never heard such words before. Her heart refused to slow down, her head felt empty save for the words that she had just heard. The sparks between them was like never before. She stared into his magical eyes, never breaking the gaze. Until a voice pulled them apart. "If only my husband knew how to be this sweet and romantic." Tricia thought out loud. She broke out in a chuckle when both Romeo and Cara turned to look at her. "Sorry, don't mind me. So I'm allowed to assume that we have a winner?"