Top Romcom Novels & Stories

A chapter of their lives closed. Rico picked up the remote and changed the channel without a second thought. Then he pulled Calla closer to his side. “What were you watching before that?” Calla couldn’t help smiling brighter. Trust Rico to dismiss an entire news report with the press of a button. She rested her head against his shoulder. “A romcom.” “That sounds terrible.” He pretended to gag and she laughed loudly, hitting his chest slightly. “It doesn’t," she responded with an eye roll. “It does.”

“Since I’m trying to stay on your good side.” I tried to roll my eyes, but the truth was, that little gesture softened me more than the flowers or chocolates had. Without saying anything, I grabbed the ice cream tub, plopped it onto the coffee table, and switched on the TV. “Movie?” I asked. He didn’t hesitate. “Yeah. Something dumb. Nothing sad, nothing deep. Just… easy.” So we scrolled until we landed on a rom-com, one of those predictable ones where you know the couple will end up together after a hundred misunderstandings. I curled up on the couch, legs tucked under me, while Jaxon stretched out, taking up half the space like he owned it.

"Or are you too busy being mafia boss to sit through one?" I lifted an eyebrow. "Depends on the movie.". She picked up the remote and started channel surfing. "I want to see something that doesn't have gunfights or betrayals." "Nothing that reminds you of our lives then?" "Right." She kept surfing, then grinned. "A rom-com?" I grumbled, and she snickered, kicking me with her foot. "Come on, Rocco. It shouldn’t be bad." I exhaled, shaking my head. “Fine. But if it’s unbearable, I’m picking the next one.”

He says and starts to reverse out of the cemetery. " You're so sweet, papa." I hug him at once and he chuckles. I pull away and pull my knees up, resting it on the dashboard as I look out the window. " He's gonna come back, you know. You two are like the hottest couple in New York." " Don't flatter yourself, Romeo. I'm getting what I deserved." He sighs and pats my head. I watch the houses and tall buildings pass by as Romeo speeds down the road. For a guy who works in a bar, his car is expensive. And I'm 100% sure he bought this car with his drug earnings.

She scrolled through N*****x, looking for something catchy that might interest her, then her cursor settled on a Rom com movie with Damien Rothwell as the Male lead. She paused, Damien might likely become her next fling, what better way to know a man than through his movies. She pressed play, and settled in to watch. The movie was about a guy accidentally becoming a wedding planner. The premise was ridiculous, but within minutes, she found herself smiling despite her mood. Damien was a really good actor and funny as well. When his character accidentally released a flock of doves during a funeral instead of a wedding, Valerie found herself laughing out loud.

Richard commanded, his voice shaking. "The man you're so 'in love' with, Oma... the man you think is your hero" Nora said with a cynical laughter "He’s the one who took everything from you in the dark. So you see, he’s not the saviour; he’s the 'random stranger'." My breath hitched, I staggered, almost fainting. I looked at Richard, at the steel-blue eyes that had haunted my dreams long before I met him in the diner. The pieces of the puzzle slammed together with a violence that left both of us breathless.

Then a slow, soft smile spread across his lips- the kind that made him look almost human, almost gentle, even though I knew the darkness still lurked just beneath. “Whatever you want, baby,” he murmured, kissing my forehead. “A movie sounds perfect.” He got up and browsed through the streaming apps on the TV. “What kind do you want? Action? Thriller? Or something soft?” “Romcom,” I said quietly, already changing into my soft silk shorts and a loose top. The fabric felt cool against my still-sensitive skin. I climbed into bed, pulling the blanket over my legs. Tristan chose a popular romantic comedy and dimmed the lights before sliding into bed beside me. He immediately pulled me between his

Izzy’s footsteps echoed slightly as they found their seats right in the center. “What are we watching?” she asked, setting down her drink. “You’ll see,” he said, pressing a small remote on the armrest. The lights dimmed, and the opening credits began to roll. It was a romantic comedy… light, funny, the kind of movie Izzy wouldn’t have expected Dominic to pick. She turned to him with a smile. “You? Watching a rom-com?” He smirked faintly, not looking away from the screen. “Don’t make a big deal out of it.”

“Oh! You're watching a rom-com.” “Why did you say it like that?” “Like what?” she asked, playing pretend but I knew she knew what I meant. “Don't act, you know exactly what I mean.” I rolled my eyes and watched the movie. “And everyone loves rom-coms once in a while.” “True, but I always felt like you would be a documentary or true crime kind of guy.” She pulled herself into my arms and put her head against my chest. “You recommended a lot of documentaries to me, remember?”

Luca said softly, and Elena felt her resolve weakening. "You wish," she muttered, trying to resist his charm. Luca's laughter followed her as she walked away, heading to the bathroom. * * As the days went by, Elena and Luca's arrangement seemed to be working. They had managed to keep their hands off each other for two whole days, an impressive feat considering their undeniable attraction to one another. However, their willpower was put to the test on the third day after a Romano event. Earlier that day, the Romano family had been celebrating their 70th anniversary. Elena had dressed in a stunning red flowing gown that Luca had bought for her.