Small Town Romance Novels & Stories

The town seemed peaceful yet busy as males and females went about their day, stores and other businesses added life to the Small town in the middle of nowhere. She looked around more curiously when Jaxon stopped the car near a building with flyers and posters advertising the food that was on the menu. Anabelle stepped out of the car immediately after Jaxon, she stood and looked at the building when Jaxon came by her side and smiled. "Shall we?" He asked and wrapped his arm around her waist. To everyone, it seemed like such a romantic thing to do but Anabelle knew that he was being possessive as always.

“… I didn’t know how I’d like it here, because it’s a really small-town. And aside from the occasional bout of loneliness, I have really liked the change. Small towns are all that people say. Everyone knows each other. And people care about each other, help each other. It’s really nice.” Micheal nodded again, realizing that Anna probably thought bobbing his head up and down was the extent of his communication abilities. And at the moment, it was. Again, he caught a glimpse of the pale-eyed woman in his peripheral vision. A man approached her, and he tried to feel relief. Her boyfriend or husband-that was good. But instead he felt oddly irritated. “Of course,” Anna said with a small, rather s

“You know I won’t stop you, but let’s try to keep you on an even keel instead of off the pier, okay?” She sighs and leans her head on my shoulder. About a year ago, the three of us decided to leave city life behind for a romantic-movie lifestyle in a small town where we… they could find our… their forever guys. We headed up to Maine on a road trip along Route 1, and when we stopped in Howling Point, we thought we’d struck gold. The quaint town center with cute tourist shops, a general store, a coffee shop, and even a beach—it all called to us. It helped that there was a group of sexy fishermen at the bar of the restaurant where we had lunch. We didn’t know they were taken.

“I’m so glad. Now, how about I give you a quick tour of town? It’ll be fun—just us girls. We’ll be back before you know it.” I opened my mouth to say no politely, and firmly, but she was already grabbing a light cardigan from the hook by the door. “It’s tiny, Lila. One main street. Ten minutes, tops.” I sighed. No choice. We walked. The town was exactly as small as she’d promised. One dusty main road with a general store, a post office, a feed supply shop, a diner with a flickering neon sign, and a big community hall at the end that looked like it hosted everything from weddings to livestock auctions.

Crying at the top of my lungs, I shouted, "Dear, why did it take you so long to get here? I've been searching everywhere for you!" … Under the eerie night sky, the elderly town mayor, George Porter, leaned on his cane and slowly addressed us, "Tonight is Ximena Ferguson's wedding. Dear guests, you wouldn't want to miss it." He paused, lowering his voice. "At 9:00 pm, the ceremony will be held at the manor. As for your wedding gifts…" The corners of his mouth curled up into a strange smile. "Each of you will offer one sacrifice. A human sacrifice."

I was about to give up, my heart sinking into my stomach, when the screen lit up. Jax: Give me ten minutes to grab a jacket. We drove in my car, leaving the Northwood bubble behind. We didn't speak for the first hour. The only sound was the low hum of the heater. I kept stealing glances at him. Jax was staring out the passenger window, his reflection ghostly against the glass. "Where are we going?" he asked quietly as we passed a sign for a town called Oakhaven. Population: 400. "Somewhere where nobody cares about the Northwood power play."

"We both went to this school, worked in this building, studied under some of the same teachers. I love knowing that we share that experience. I'm looking forward to sharing so much more with you." Actors. Jeff had staged everything for maximum impact: the setting, the romantic gestures, the soft tone of his voice. I hated myself for falling for it. And I loved every minute of it. He fed me another bite. I captured his hand with mine and sucked pear juice off his fingers, watching his eyes dilate with desire as the last light of sunset turned the terrace crimson.

“Get dressed. I’m taking you out.” She simply nodded. As she turned to her suitcase, he leaned against the doorframe, watching her sift through her options. When her hand hovered over a simple black dress. “Wear that.” She smiled sheepishly and hurried to change. When she returned, he complimented her quietly. The streets of Alaska were quiet, snow gently falling. Aneet chattered continuously about the sights. Ahaan listened with patience, answering her endless questions with a soft smile. Eventually, he led her to a small, cozy restaurant for dinner. Sitting close, the warmth of their shoulders touching beneath the table, they laughed over shared stories and quietly observed each other when

” He asked but she kept quiet ” What’s the genre of the novel you’re reading?? ” He asked ” Michael don’t you think you should continue reading?? ” Lisa asked and faced him Michael smiled with the way her small lips parted while talking and suddenly got mad when he remember Rowan actually kissed her ,,,,what the hell?? ” Michael?? ” Lisa called making him come back to reality ” What’s the genre ” He asked ” I just said it’s romance,,but you were lost in thought, what are you thinking?? ” she asked

I got a call from Cassandra and I quickly answered the call ,hoping to hear the good news about the marriage that I escaped from. "Be in the church in 5 minutes or else Cassandra will die"I heard a cold angry voice which sent shivers down my spine. Kingston will surely kill me if I go back there.He will only make me suffer.After what happened between us I can't marry him.But what about Cassandra. Tbc