We've Only Just Begun The Romance Is Not Over Novels & Stories

I moved closer to him, sliding down the smooth wood of the bench. "My life is already ruined, Liam!" Jax shouted. "Every time I see your face on a billboard with Chloe, a piece of me dies. Every time I hear you call the truth a lie, I feel bad.” "That’s not true," I whispered, though I knew deep down it was. "I love you." "I know you do, but love isn't enough.I can't keep waiting for you to be brave. He pushed the heavy doors open, and the bright afternoon light flooded into the dark chapel for a second before they swung shut again.

"Don't you know to breathe while kissing, you silly thing?" Sadie's ears turned red instantly. Even though she had been in a relationship with Chad for five years, they rarely kissed… "It's fine. I'll teach you if you don't know how to, but never say you'll leave me again, all right?" Sadie's icy heart started to melt a little from Blake’s sweetness. She pursed her lips and said with a smile, "All right." Blake finally smiled when Sadie finally gave in to him. He held her hand and said, "Come on, let's go get married."

she said with a wink, settling beside me on the couch and pulling a fuzzy blanket over us both. She queued up the movie on her TV, the opening credits filling the room with upbeat music. As the story unfolded lighthearted banter, stolen glances, the kind of sweet romance that made your heart flutter—I tried to lose myself in it. Mira laughed at the jokes, nudging me with her elbow, but I could only manage faint smiles. My mind wandered back to Zayden, to the way his touch had once felt like safety, now tainted by blood.

He turned his phone toward the table, displaying the document for everyone to see. “There,” he said. “Proof this entire thing is fake.” “I already knew about this contract,” Arnold said, and the room fell into stunned silence. “I’ve known for two days.” Matt’s confident smile faltered. “You knew?” “I knew this marriage didn’t start with love,” Arnold said, his voice carrying clearly despite its weakness. “But I also know what I’ve watched grow between these two people over the last three days. Real love doesn’t always start with romance, Matt. Sometimes it starts with two broken people finding something honest in each other.”

The night was still very young and their story had just begun. ^=================^ Okay, Finally, I can sign off with relief. Hope you loved this little(?) romantic epilogue?

Even now. Arrick hands are under my dress in seconds, both of us way too turned on and impatient for sex after weeks without and it doesn’t take long for me to get his pants undone. If we had this idea of a romantic first night, then it’s straight out the window for a quick screw in a garden while one of us is crazily drunk. I don’t even care. I am beyond horny for him. Who said romance is dead? Arrick pushes me hard against the wall and I tense myself waiting for him to take it from foreplay to more, but instead he stops and pulls back breathlessly.

Ryan and I had been married for three years. The first year on my birthday, he stayed at the office all night fixing a botched proposal that Katie Jones had messed up. The second year, he had to go out of town with her for a business trip on my actual birthday. And today, he left me standing alone in the pouring rain because of one phone call from her. I was still staring into space when I heard the guest room door swing open. My heart skipped a beat as I watched him walk toward me. He noticed the little smear of ice cream still on the corner of my mouth. Ryan let out a soft, resigned sigh, then grabbed a tissue and gently wiped it away.

My touch was light, almost a ghost of a feeling. She flinched at my touch, a small frown deepening on her face as she took a sharp step back, "No. I mean, I was... for a long time. But not anymore. But I think a part of me will always love him. He was my first, so... it took me years to get over him. Maybe that's why I don't do the whole relationship thing. I don't do romance. You only get one shot at love, right?"

"Did you enjoy the speech?" "I enjoyed the part where he reminded me I am the luckiest bastard on the planet.” I said softly, brushing my nose against hers. "I love you, Isabella. In this life and the next one." "Forever, Dante." She promised, right before I leaned in to kiss my wife under the stars. Romeo clapped his hands loudly. “Enough tears. We are in Italy. We do not end with emotion. We end with chaos.” A cheer went up instantly.

"This marriage is OVER! It had been a long time ago! We just didn't want to admit it!" "No!" He grabbed her. "It's not over! I'm not going to let you give up on us ... what about last night? That was us ... you and me ... we can still do this ... and the timing is perfect ... we'll leave for London next month, just you and me ... we'll buy that house, and it'll be our new start." ---