Short Romantic Novels & Stories

"What do you want?" "I...want...you. "she muttered, trying so hard not to stare into his eyes as her cheeks flushed. "There ain't going to be us walking along the beach and making love under the stars," he told her. "I find it weird that you know all about being romantic." She said softly. He needed to make himself crystal clear and understandable as he said, "I'm not going to fuck you slow and sweet. Or light a candle and do those annoying romantic stuff you read in novels."

He's someone who can cheer me up and bring me joy. He's my Romeo. But Romeo is not meant to marry Juliet. And neither am I. A few days later I saw Romano sitting on his usual chair with a sad look on his face. I approached him and sat down beside him, placing a soft kiss on his temple and rubbing circles on his hand with my thumb, silently asking him if everything is fine, although I already know the answer. Romano sighs and leans his head against my shoulder. "I'm sorry." He mumbled.

He has a lot of competitions. "You have to realize that there are many kinds of love. And you will see the difference between romantic and affectionate love. Romantic love is returned equally, even in different ways. It's a two-way path. While affectionate love is mostly gratitude, respect, it may also include emotional expressions but it's natural. There is no magical touch in it, unlike romantic love. Every little affection you give and receive makes your heart flutter joyfully. Have you seen anyone she is romantic to among the men that surround her?"

“You brought me to a scenic coastline. Very romantic. Lots of murder energy.” “Wow,” I said. “You really know how to make a guy feel special.” She bumped her shoulder into mine. “Relax. This is the closest you get to romance. Admit it.” “Please. I can be romantic.” “Oh?” She turned fully now, eyes bright. “When?” I slowed at a red light, leaned over, and stole a quick kiss. Just a brush. Warm and familiar. Her breath hitched. She rolled her eyes, cheeks pink. “You’re impossible.”

Her eyes widened, and she fell to her knees before him, although it was clear that she was far older than he. "Beta," she began, rather meekly, "I am sorry for losing my temper in your presence. She said some..some disrespectful things and I couldn't...I couldn't take it. " Her voice shook with emotion, like she was about to break down into tears. To my surprise, he ran his fingers through her dreadlocks, soothing her tenderly, and she rubbed against his legs, seeking his comfort. It was almost a sweet scene, like the one between a mother wolf and a pup. It is okay, Desdemona. I will handle the proud princess myself. From now onwards, Princess Miatta is my responsibility.

he replied and made my heart flatter once more. .... We had been spending some time together until it was sunset. I know he wanted to make me happy and I know he is trying with all he can. I know he loves me and I know I love him with all I got and I'm gonna keep loving him for what he is, no matter what. " I never took you for the romantic type, Liam!" " I'm not" " Such a lier" I reply punching him on the shoulder. " I'm not..." he said. " I'm only romantic with you. And I wanna do this only for you CERC!"

She lowers her hands to my cock that brushes it and surrounds it with her fingers — What do you have here, a solid iron rod? I laugh and put my hand between her legs. —And this, my door to a warm paradise? She stares at me for a few seconds stunned, until she finally presses her lips together trying to contain a smile. —That was romantic and it came out with rhyme. I let go and snort. "You're already an idiot." “It was romantic, admit it. Like kissing my forehead... -I turn my back on him and settle down to sleep- how sensitive. —Go to sleep.

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.

Maya said slowly moving a little away from him. " decision is all yours, Roy, " Maya looked at him with hopeful eyes but she could see how broken he was. " All yours, " Roy said as he closed the distance between them. " yours, " Maya replied. sometimes not saying I love yous is a different kind of romantic; the romance that gives secrets yet truths, love yet lies. Finishing it off with yours is the best kind of romantic, their kind of romantic. Roy put his lips on her, almost taking her breath away with a simple action of intimacy; Maya smiled into the kiss; I felt right yet so wrong.

he even left the decision on the DVD up to me. Then he showed me his impressive collection. I estimated it was around two hundred titles. He could almost open his own video store! Luckily I made my choice quickly. It was Romeo Must Die , an action movie about two gangs fighting each other. Of course, romance couldn't be missing either. A young man enters the scene and wants to solve the death of his brother. He meets a girl who also lost her brother. As time would have it, they fell madly in love with each other. The film ended with them getting together and getting their questions answered.