Romanticize Your Life Novels & Stories

"We talked through a few things." "Let me give you a piece of romantic advice. I was thinking about it lying in bed last night." I lifted my hands. "Not sure I want to hear this." He gave me a look. "I've been happily married since-" "Jesus was a baby. I know." "Hush and listen, you moron. If you want to win over a woman, you have to use romance. It all starts with flowers." "Nope. Bad idea. I already tried that, and-"

You are sounding like a cave man", I confess. "Your caveman", he adds. "So.... what's your response?", he questions. "You are so unromantic, not even a bit, but I would rather love to spend my entire life with an unromantic bunch like you and be the happiest woman on Earth. Secondly, I don't think there is any other woman that would want to make your life on Earth a living hell, but me, so I guess I also have to say a yes to that......, also.....

They just add to the world in which I now dwell and couldn’t want more from. I never imagined I would ever talk him into it being so uber romantic, with a venue all candle lit and pretty, but one thing I have learned is a sure-fire way of getting what I want. Tell Alexi it will make me happy and he will move mountains to make it so. My king, so easy to coerce to my will now I know how.

NATE I am not a romantic. I want to be clear about this upfront because what I am about to describe could be mistaken for the behavior of a romantic, and I am not one, have never been one, have in fact spent the better part of my adult life maintaining a specific and considered skepticism about the particular and extravagant claims people made about love, about the way it announced itself, about the degree to which a person could look at two other people and know something about them that the two other people had not yet figured out about themselves.

Lust for you and now- I want nothing more than to just have you in my arms and take you out of here, far away from this place, where no one would find us. I want us to have a lovely life, a life that we don't need to bother about these people chopping off our heads, a life that we would be free from all these shackles, A life that only you and I would love till eternity,” I was stupefied, honestly, this AJ here is romantic. How I wish those words were said to me not my doppelganger, I won't even think twice before claiming him and getting out of this town.

They were on ground, and ensured everything concerning us was moving smoothly. We sat in his car, as the driver led the way. It was the first time we had sat in a car, and he wasn't the one driving. “Do you know this is the first time we're sitting in a car, and you're not driving?” He chuckled, “is that important to you?” He asked, I nodded, “it's good to acknowledge the little changes in your life. Romanticizing everything makes life worth living.” He smiled, “Okay that sounded sadistic,” I tried correcting myself. I didn't want to give the impression that I was sad, and depressed.

After leaving the study, I saw Violet Sterling. She sat among the crowd in an elegant long gown, but her gaze kept drifting toward the door. When her best friend, Kayla Whitmore, spotted me, she quickly nudged her arm. "Your lapdog—oh, I mean your devoted admirer is here." "Why are you here? What do you want?" Violet glanced at me with clear disappointment in her voice. In my previous life, I would've immediately rushed to her side to comfort her. But the image of that truck charging straight toward me was still burned into my mind, so I replied coldly, "It's my birthday banquet. Why wouldn't I be here?"

the tones of light music drifted throughout the car. "The air between the two of us is a sign that we are meant to live this life together. You know, you can't run away from this feeling even if we pretend not to see it. I have a blossoming flower planted in the garden, wanted me to give up before it was too late. You wouldn't let me choose the most expensive gifts. All you wanted were the fallen leaves from your favorite tree. Oh- Planning a romantic date Unafraid to ruin everything Having you is like having the entire world

The house will be stormy, maybe even reach him ears. But... it's not exactly unilateral maybe it's just a step towards another page. For example, you are living your life at this moment, and I am also living my other life. We are like two parallel lines that do not collide or exist in the other person is life.

After a silence between both of them, which transports them to highlights of their time together, Bruce kind of breaks the nostalgic moment, “But anyway, in one word... define Romantic...” “I see it like a box of chocolate, just one of those assortments that mom brought every time she came back from a trip. In our land, all people have practically one flavor. This is a well-assorted box...” excited.