Young Adults Romance Novels & Stories

Ava shut her eyes and struggled not to flee. One of them lowered her voice. “Somebody informed me that she was dating someone at the time.” Ava's heart skipped. "Who?" There was a brief silence, and then a careless reply, of which Ava was so much the worse. "Marcus." Ava sucked in a sharp breath. “That is absurd,” another girl said, but she was not sure. "He's way older." “Nevertheless,” the first voice responded. "He's always around her. And he looks at her like…"

"He even asked if you wanted help...help getting away." I eyed her cautiously. "Did you tell Francis?" "No!" Nora was quick to deny it. "I wouldn't rat you out. However, Natalie...if you really want out, I'm here for you." I stared at her, at the innocence in her young face. At the age of 20, she was supposed to be in college, experiencing first loves and lively parties, not caught up in the mafia's brutal power struggles. Yet there she was, having chosen this life, or more accurately, having been pulled into it by Francis.

She emphasized the word 'youthful,' and her gaze was openly provocative. My fingertips trembled slightly, a coldness settling deep inside me. Everly was 21, full of youthful radiance, and her skin was plump and supple. However, I was only 28, not too far off. In fact, I was successful and still in my prime. In what way was I inferior to her? She continued, as if enjoying herself, saying, "Oh, right! Jeremy also said he's going to make me a full-time employee early next month."

"Because teacher and student relationship is extremely forbidden and when you're young compared to him." "Age and profession doesn't matter anymore, if you're inlove with each other." I heave a sigh and lean back on the chair as my arms flew over my chest, while I play with the bottle of Cola, rolling it here and there. "But isn't it weird to the outsiders?" He mimics my position before taking another sip. "Actually, no." My brow arched as I motion him to continue. "If I were to say, it's a tradition nowadays. People tend to like older people than themselves. And specially they go for a forbidden romance. For example, younger men seeks for older women and vice versa."

In the quiet sanctuary of the park, surrounded by the gentle rustle of leaves and the distant hum of the night, they found solace in each other's presence, a sense of belonging that transcended words and gestures. As they sat in the moonlit park, the world around them seemed to fade into insignificance, leaving only the two of them entwined in a dance of shared intimacy and unspoken desires. In the hush of the night, they discovered a kinship that went beyond the confines of time and space, a connection that resonated in the depths of their souls. And as the night deepened, wrapping them in a blanket of stars and whispers of dreams, Axel and Hazel knew that their slow burn romance was not ju

He watched as the boy ate hungrily with all the gusto of a ten-year-old and he studied him discreetly, there was no denying who he was he had met Alessandro on many occasions when he had first started dating Gabriella. She was Miguel and Rico’s much younger, very spoilt sister, the youngest child and only daughter of the powerful Grand Don Ricardo Pellegrini and she had fallen in love with the youngest son of his most hated rival. It was a true ‘Romeo and Juliet’ romance and both sides did all they could to break the couple up. Just like in the classic story the more they tried the closer the couple became, they were only fourteen and sixteen when they met by accident at a school dance

she said and I burst into laughter. "Are you kidding me!" "Why? Is it funny?" She asked. "Of course it is, I mean how could you think of something so impossible" I said. "Why is it impossible?" "Well...... I....... I am just 30 and Emma is like 36" "Age doesn't matter, perhaps the age difference isn't much" Jasmine said. "Well..... She's not my kind of girl" I said and she laughed. "And who is your kind of girl?" She asked.

The girl on the stage announced on the microphone, "By the power vested in me, Now, you may kiss the bride." Nick moved closer and we both kissed passionately. We hugged each other and danced to the music. Everything went back to the place as it were. Nick and I started drinking like crazy people. "Elena, if you wanted to name our story, what would it be?" "What?" "You named your story as 'office Romance' and mine as 'high school love' then what about our story?" I smiled and started thinking about it and said, "What about 'One night stand!' ?" "What?"

He promised that he would discuss and solve every problem that they have been facing with the help of his family and others. Nabi chocked hearing the word family. Realizing that she hasn't called her mom for the past two days, she explored the room with her tiny weak eyes. Not finding her mobile phone anywhere, she asked Beau to call her. Beau took out his iphone as commanded but realized that they haven't even exchanged their numbers. He felt completely shuttered noticing that they had a worst start as a couple. I ruined our first day, her first day! Usually couple eat, watch movies, do shopping and do many other romantic activities. But, what have I done, I broke her heart, damaged her tru

I told them. “How about the cheesy and cliché boy meets girl, fall in love, spends time together on the beach, kiss on sunset?” Luke offered. “Oh, that will be okay.” I smiled at Luke. “That would be great. We should start at sunrise and end it at sunset. Playful and romantic.” Lizzy said. “I’ll be the boy, Baby girl will be the girl. I don’t want her kissing another man,” Damian spoke up. “Ahhh.. you are THE Katarina, Damian’s one and only.” George grinned at me.