Short Romance Novels & Stories

I looked at him with a snort, I grabbed his cheek and pinched it so he moaned. "I knew it, you're going to do that to my cheek!" He said annoyed and rubbed his cheek. I burst out laughing and rolled over on his bed. "What about you, how are you?" I stopped at his question. "Tsk, you're still asking questions! It's boring too, can you believe we had a date at the library--" I didn't finish what I was going to say when he said something. "That's a good library, isn't it, I want to try it there but boys are so stagey, like girls, they prefer it in bed! By the way, what did you two do in there?"

He is the perfect partner for me. I have repeatedly sighed in contentment, and I keep grinning to myself. Our first time, hopefully the first time of many, many more times, was out of this world amazing! I had given up hope of the sweet love making described in my romance novels and in the chick flick movies I used to watch by myself night after night. That was make believe, it wasn’t real. Except it is, because Manzitti made it all come true for me. “What are you smiling about, Shortie?” he asks me as he leans up on one arm. His dark hair is flopping forward and his beautiful green eyes sparkle with mischief.

Mark. He grinned as he made himself comfortable next to me, his hand casually placed on my shoulder. "I could have never guess you write forbidden romance," he admitted hoarsely. "Let alone forbidden...erotica." "Why? You think love alone completes a romance story?" I folded my arms over my chest. He shrugged. "Isn't the essence of romance all about love?" I shook my head. "Love makes people dumb. I think I'II just stick to sex over love in romance, it's less complicated."

Christina asked again. “Yes.” “Do you think the feeling from love at first sight is true love?” “No. Love at first sight happens when two individuals feel this attraction toward one of the other person’s many qualities. It shouldn’t be considered true love as it’s only a fleeting passion. That feeling is turned into love through the later stages, when the couple gets drawn by each other’s views on life and when they complement each other after slowly getting to know more about one other.” Christina nodded before posing the same question to the next candidate.

Shawn murmured against Emma's skin, his words a fervent declaration of his devotion. "I like you too," Emma replied, her voice breathless with emotion. "Just be my moon and I'll be the sky." And as they clung to each other in the afterglow of their lovemaking, Shawn knew that this was just the beginning of their endless romance. For in each other's arms, they had found a love that would withstand the test of time – a love that would burn bright for all eternity. Shawn's fingers trembled with anticipation as he reached for the hem of Emma's nightdress. With a gentle tug, he began to ease the fabric upwards, revealing the soft curve of her waist and the delicate curve of her hips.

My fingers clutch his shirt, needing to hold onto something as my knees threaten to betray me. "You shouldn't," I whisper, breathless, even though I'm the one closing the gap this time. "I know," he says, and then he kisses me again-this time deeper, desperate. Like he's starved and I'm the only thing that's ever tasted right. Tell me if this isn't my dark romance book right here, what it is... If there's anything... I didn't see my day ending with Dominic not to talk of getting kissed by him. Someone tell me this ain't no dream. Tell me, this is happening for real.

Sophie replied, batting her eyes flirtatiously. Cassidy frowned slightly at her unusual behavior, but he kept his tone gentle. “But you could’ve borrowed one from your friend…” “Oh, come on. You’re just overthinking. I’m home now, aren’t I? I want to take a shower first—I’m so tired,” Sophie whined sweetly. For some reason, Cassidy felt a sudden stir of desire. Her posture was alluring, her outfit slightly revealing. The way she looked at him made him uneasy. “But, baby…” Cassidy coaxed, slowly moving closer, but Sophie stopped him by placing a finger on his lips.

"You like mysteries?" "Sometimes." "Better than romance novels?" My face heated. Had he seen me looking at that shelf? Had he been watching? "Much better," I said firmly. "Romance novels are... unrealistic." Something flickered in his eyes. Amusement maybe. "Are they?" "Yes. All that instant attraction and forbidden desire and enemies becoming lovers. It doesn't work like that in real life." "Doesn't it?" The way he said it—the slight emphasis, the look in his eyes—made my stomach flip.

There were many young couples to watch it, also many show times available. "Which movie would you like to see?" the cashier asked. Wayne replied, "The one that's showing right now." They got two tickets for the romantic movie. Scarlett waited nearby, and it wasn't until they entered the theater that she realized it was a romance film. They found their seats and sat down. All around them were couples. They hugged and kissed each other without a care in the world and snuggled close to each other. Scarlett didn't dare to glance sideways.

Daisy asked Ahaz in a whisper. “Tim and Jordan.” Both of them chuckled silently. “Which one of you is jumping so highly?” Mr Colt gritted his teeth, hiding his pink cheeks and trying to act bold. “No no, it’s okay, Mr Colt. It’s good anyway. We’d try romance this time.” Mrs Lovely blinked and turned her attention towards the students. “Let’s take Romeo and Juliet’s story. It’s short and an inspirational romance, after all, is it good?” “Yes, yes!”