Without Romance Mga Nobela at Kwento

Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her. “They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her. “Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before. They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?” “Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”. “I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”. “I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.

First of all, thank you for giving this story a chance. I would like to grab your attention on few things. 1) English isn't my first language. 2) This is my first story. 3) This story is just my imagination and it do not have any connection with real world. 4) Its my original work and I don't allow or permit anyone to copy my work. 5) Their is nothing like separation, drama and serious fights between the protagonists. 6) This story contains romance, comedy and suspense, means a clićhe story.

After a pause or two, he rolled out his next words, " This is not the real map. " These words enough for Aurelius's face to turn pale. 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 I know that my story has more action and mystery than romance and I even know that majority of my audience is female. I get it all the time that women don't read or write action, so, commomn, Let's break the stereotype. I hope you guys will support me till end. Tell me if you're enjoying knowing about Roman culture. 😅 Vote Follow Comment

“And I promise you, you will be well taken care of.” Just like that, without the romantic declaration of love, without the passionate feelings that couples in romance usually have. Renee never imagined that she would be proposed in such a manner.

“Then we divorce.” Something flickered across his face, but it disappeared too quickly for me to read. “All right.” “Second rule.” I looked directly at him. “This is business.” He nodded. “And friendship.” “Yes.” “Okay.” “No romantic expectations.” “Agreed.” “No jealousy.” “Agreed.” “No pretending this is something it isn't when we're alone.” His fingers tightened slightly around his glass. “Agreed.” I took a breath. “And don't worry about me.”

When I leave his office, I understand something I didn’t before. This isn’t about attraction. It isn’t about dominance. It’s about alignment. And if we’re not careful— This won’t be a romance. It will be a war.

“That’s all I’m asking. Just until we stop these demons, or at least get things under control. I’m not going to act like we’re in love, or pretend like we’re something we’re not.” He paused, looking me dead in the eyes. “There’s not going to be any romance between us so don’t expect flowers. I won’t be bringing you breakfast in bed and I won’t be asking you how you’re doing or giving you soft looks. I won’t be doing any of those things because that’s not what this is. You’re not here for that. You’re here for a reason, and that reason alone.” I could feel the sting of tears pressing at the back of my eyes. I hated that his words hurt, even though I didn’t want anything romantic from him and

I commented, and the Alpha nodded. "And what do you think of that?" "I think it's cute, but it's neither common nor simple. Werewolves aren't usually that elaborate. The mate’s connection pretty much does it all, and when there are marriages without the bond, people go by the book. That's such an alien thing that they don't take it as romance; they take it as something simple. Just like now when the table is this nice, but they don't have any meaning like a date," I said simply.

“Do you mean you are in love with me? I have a caring and handsome husband, dude.” “I know…” I replied. “You are a beautiful woman and you have it all actually. However, you are not my type. It is to assure you that I never meant a romantic relationship. Love is not all about romance, you know. There are love between father and daughter and even friends. It does not mean I want to hold you tightly, kiss your lips passionately, or even have sex with you. Love is something more.” Anna laughed again. This seemed to be quite entertaining for her.

I recalled his words: "No sex, or love or any of that romantic nonsense." Instead, what did I do? I had acted like a common horny, shameless-