Romantics Novels & Stories

Everything goes blurs, blackness engulfs me. Roman's screams echoes " Rose...no!" Next silence, then nothing but darkness forever. ############

“The house isn’t creepy.” “Yes, it is,” Owen and Caroline said in unison. Ben dipped his roller back into the paint tray. “It has character.” Caroline hopped down from the stool and wiped paint from her hands. A streak of green smeared across her forehead. “This house has the same amount of character as Amityville.” Ben laughed and stepped closer, lifting the hem of his shirt to wipe the paint from her skin. “My house is not haunted. It just needs some attention.”

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara . Chapter 15: Impressions . "Ah, this one should be simple enough for even Blake to ride." Ryder pointed to a low rising slide ahead of them. He was right, the ride had no huge drops or any turns, it was just a one way slide with a few dips here and there. Looking at it more closely, the ride was actually meant to be for racing against others. There were several people going down at once, trying to beat their friends. And to make this even better, the ride had eight slides, a perfect amount to accompany their group of seven.

Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I

They were married for five years yet Michael had no idea that Christina knew how to play the piano! Ballade pour Adeline was a song that was enjoyed by a great number of people through different times. There was a beautiful legend in Greek mythology. A long time ago, there was a lonely king named Pygmalion in the Kingdom of Cyprus. He created a sculpture of a charming young lady and admired her allure every day and inevitably fell in love with the sculpture eventually. He prayed to the gods for a miracle of love. His sincerity and perseverance moved the god of love Aphrodite thus giving life to the sculpture. Since then, the lucky king and the elegant young lady lived happily ever after.

It was getting late when we made our way to the beach, just to take a few peek of the sunset and it was a sight to behold. We both sat down next to each other as we watch the sunset and the water sparkle, glowing in gold, I smile and place my head on Jeffery's shoulders, this was so romantic and I have always wanted to do something like this in the past with the person I love. “I am so happy to see this with you,” I told him in a whisper and peek through my eyelashes to see he was staring at the water with a distant gaze. “I should let go now since you would be the one occupying my heart.” He spoke softly and I took my head off his shoulder and stare at him, I was puzzled at his speech.

She wanted to hit the back of her head for thinking about this intimate thing. “For you,” Harman said with a smile and sultry eyes that made her heart flip again. Her eyes went to his extended hands, which held a bouquet of fragrant white and yellow narcissi and a box of Raffaello chocolate that had crunchy coconut around each piece. That was actually her favorite. She wondered how he guessed. Nonetheless, the flowers and chocolate box were unexpected for her first date in Romania.

“Seduce him. Romance him. Make him fall in love with you . . .” How can I do that? I’m done in seducing him, and romancing him, but make him fall in love to me? Is beyond impossible. That’s really next to impossible. He won’t fall in love with me. This is just a marriage for convenience. Both Callum and Dad were benefiting in this marriage, our companies were now . . . merging. And because of Callum agreeing to Daddy’s proposal, he is very happy because he will be able to enter Callum’s company without difficulty. And I wonder what Daddy can do.