리얼로맨스 Novels & Stories

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."

He thought that the woman is just pretending to be innocent and cute to get his attention, but it turns out that she really is clueless about the party. “Do you want me to explain it to you?” Darrem asked the obvious question. Serene nodded. “Yes, please.” Darrem smiled a bit, his dimples showing, but the light was a bit dim now so it was hard to see. He really liked the way she say please to him. “The whole Casa Roma used a card door lock system. That ticket that cost 2000 bucks has two access, one on the party, and another to the hotel room. You need to swipe the ticket on the card reader to register your ticket and to open doors. Casa Roma is not really a hotel but a semi-motel, because t

Before I moved away, it always felt like someone crushed my heart whenever I received that look but right now, I felt nothing. Abigail moved to my side with a smile on her face as she kept her phone back in her pocket before she nudged me with her elbow. “Aren’t you going to introduce me to them?” she whispered as she took in the faces of the people in front of us and the smile slipped off her face when she saw Lana. “Isn’t that Luna?” I instantly let out a snort while thunder boomed overhead and I leaned closer to Abigail. “It’s Lana,” I whispered back just as Shane stretched his arms out and began to walk towards me.

I feel sad for him, he just wants his town back but rogues can’t just settle and become a pack, their wolves have gone feral. I sigh and explain to Brad and he looks as if his world is crashing down. He thanks me for the day and the information and drives me back to the bar. The next morning, I return to Brad’s house and check on him, there are wolves there and fighting. I rush to Brad’s side and fight alongside of him. He is impressed as I battle, I am quite the warrior. I slip off to the side as things are getting progressively worse and call my contact. Just as the fighting is nearing an end the council’s forces arrive and round up the rogues. After questioning Brad, the council decides t

I needed to find a way to cancel tonight’s date without hurting his feelings. Romeo is an Italian who moved here from Spain. He has been in Verona for three years and knows the city better than I do. He offered to show me around at night, and I gladly accepted because I have been so bored in my hotel room after Alejandro leaves me at 7 p.m. every evening.

Romario scoffed, refusing to spare her a glance, knowing it would only lead to more conflict. Just then, the main entrance burst open dramatically, and Leonardo entered with a smug look, followed by a woman in a long black bodycon dress. Her heels clicked on the floor, and Allison recognized her as Romario's friend, Namiro. Namiro casually strolled in, her eyes scanning the room until they landed on Romario, and she offered him a smile. Romario was taken aback by Namiro's sudden arrival, wondering what she was doing there so early, and why she had brought luggage.

Even from that close angle, he was breathtaking with his blonde hair and baby blue eyes. “But Mr. Romano, your handkerchief. It’s dirty now” she gasped. “It’s going to be my favorite handkerchief now that it has something related to you on it. There’s no need for formalities, call me Ronald” he said. Carmen gasped again. There wasn’t a hint on his face that he was joking, he looked extremely serious. Suddenly, his mouth opened and he closed his eyes tightly. “I’m so sorry, it absolutely sounded so creepy that your blood is now on it and me saying it will be my favorite”he said, looking like he wanted to slap himself but refrained from doing so.

Four words, printed in the same clean unidentifiable font as the note left under Luciana’s hotel door. Your move, Leon Romano.

“She’ll die. Please stop—” “Not until she talks.” Paula sucks in a sharp, broken inhale. Then she changes the story. “I swear—I swear—I don’t know his real name. I never knew—” “Lie,” Roman says, completely sure. “Try again.” Paula shakes her head, crying harder. “I’m not lying! I don’t—” Roman stands. The chair screeches as he kicks it back and walks behind Paula. His men stiffen. Chloe chokes on another scream. I grip the edge of the seat so hard my nails dig into the wood painfully.

he said quietly. She glanced up. “About what?” “About not marrying the wrong man,” Roman replied. “Just wrong about this being a Wrong Marriage.” Elena smiled, leaning back into him. THE END