Ya Romance Novels & Stories

I awkwardly nod at him. "Nope, you are wrong. You wrote a love story with a classic tragedy at the end." So what?! It is almost a shock, and it's a romance. "It's a romance." I contest. "No, it's not. Let me tell you what's a romance story is." He pauses and stands up. He begins to move as he explains. "A romance story is a type of genre in fiction novel which places its primary focus on a relationship and romantic love between two persons. Usually emotionally satisfying and has an optimistic ending. Romance story always has a happy ending despite the challenges of your plot." Oh! I understand.

Damian said in a cold but low tone AMAYA Wasn't this his fiance?, why is he so cold towards her,is he just mean to everyone, U feel bad for anyone in love with such a heatless person but who am ai to feel pity when I'm married to him,no matter what my situation is worse, I'm STUCK ,stuck with him of all people him! "Amaya" Damian suddenly called out turning back to meet his eyes "what?" I responded in a tone that seemed like I was annoyed with and if I was being honest. I was annoyed,the drive was quiet and peaceful till he called my name "one more thing" Damian said

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

They kissed longer, slowly, Dennis let go of his lips on her, their eyes stuck together, none of them said a word to each other and it felt like their whole body was drawn together by a divine force none of them could explain. Cassandra didn't want Dennis to stop kissing her, she felt so alive watching him with her eyes, her heart entangling with his. She wanted more or his lips on hers, her body melted immediately he kissed her and she wanted to feel it again. The sound of the door bell brought them back to reality. Cassandra quickly remembered her pizza order. "I will get it" she said to Dennis and walked towards him with shaky legs. She opened the door, looked at the delivery guy who just

"So, I'd like to ask, what kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves using a girlfriend's supplementary card to buy the mentee a Tiffany necklace? What kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves booking a king-size room together at a hot spring hotel?" The room erupted in murmurs. Everly's face turned pale. She instinctively grabbed onto Jeremy's sleeve. "You... You're lying! That was for work!" she screamed. I gestured for Justin Orson to play the projection. On the screen appeared a list of transactions alongside corresponding social media posts. [December 1: Thank you for the necklace, Jeremy. I love it.] [Transaction: 2000 dollars charged to Jeremy's supplementary card.] [December 24:

Hyomi's world seemed to stop spinning. In Korean dating culture, an invitation to eat ramyeon together is a romantic invitation to sleep together. From: Jun Love You don't want to? Why don't you answer? Hyomi calmed herself down. She seemed to repeatedly breathe in and out slowly. Meanwhile, Hyuk didn't want to disturb her. He tried to focus on the road. Hyomi cleared her throat and then gave her a reply. To: Jun Love Of course, I want to... Hyomi shook her head. She cursed herself for being impatient. "Don't! I have to be elegant, like always. Besides, he could just be asking me to eat, nothing more."

Damian turned around. The moment his cold blue eyes locked with Ruby's wide green ones, a spark of immediate, undeniable attraction ignited, followed by a simultaneous jolt of shock and recognition for both of them.

My legs felt damaged that I could hardly close them. How could he do this to me? It hurt so bad. My lids were flickering and heavy. I felt so weak. He planted a kiss on my cheek without touching me. "I'm sorry" he whispered into my ears as I finally closed my eyes to sleep. * * Ryãñ's Pov: She turned away immediately I pulled out. I felt so much pity for her. Her tears melted my heart. I felt sorry I had to cause her such pains. I covered her up with the duvet and tried holding her hand, but surprisingly, she pushed my hand away.

His smile faded. “Mr. Rome,” Riyana said, her tone firm now, serious, “I think you’ve misunderstood me.” She held his gaze. “I don’t want anything from you. And I’m not interested in having any kind of relationship with you.” She took a breath. “And for your information, I’m a married woman.” For a moment, Neon’s face froze. Then he laughed lightly, as if she had just told him a joke. “Riyana,” he said, shaking his head, “if you don’t like this gift, you could’ve just said so.”