일상로맨스 Novels & Stories

Chance sighed. “Yeah, but don’t you miss getting laid”? Kyle asked suggestively. “I do get laid.” Chance smirked. “Just not dating.” “Nice.” Kyle was visibly impressed, “You’re living the life.” “Before you assume the worst of me, actually it’s more like a friends with benefits situation.” Chance clarified. “We are both busy, we both have a lot of work to deal with, and we have similar work hours. It’s really convenient” he shrugged.

he said, I blushed as I collected it, it had a tiny rose flower peeping out of it. I opened it briefly, " my love for you is like a flower, it blooms every day" were the first letters I read before closing it and tucking it into my bag. I blushed as I thought about how sweet and thoughtful it was of him. I had only met him once and I didn't assume he was romantic. , "What do you think about this setting" Ahmad asked, it was a beach setting, I had no idea what it was for. "What for?" I asked.

I swiped to the next comment. Urlah L: Ida is a much better date. She is rich, is a graduate from good universities in UK. She is a girl boss who deserves a man like Anthony. Also, imagine the conjunction of her family bushiness and his? OMG. They are like a prince and princess. Unlike that other trash who only slept her way to that position. She has nothing to offer but her lady parts. Lol. Go, Ida. I’ve always been an admirer.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

Rachel mumbled trying to console herself. Alex left the place wandering around the neighborhood in Oxford, Walking to the train station which was about an hour, he did not feel tired, rather he felt energetic, after he managed to buy a ticket back to Cambridge, he sat on the train like an empty husk, he thought about what the man had said, although he did not want to believe, he had no choice but to believe.

I took a deep breath and opened to the first page. "Project Name: Spending the Rest of My Life with Nova" "Project Initiator: Yoel" "Core Objective: Convert status from 'trial boyfriend' to official partner and maintain a steadily increasing happiness index for both parties over the next 50 years." Below that, there was a detailed SWOT analysis, a risk assessment, and a five-year plan. In the Weaknesses section, he had written everything clearly. "No. 1: Overly logical, completely lacking in romance."

It wasn't until a nurse walked by that I finally got a glass of water. Moments like that when I was ignored happened more times than I could count. It wasn't until I married Edwin that I finally felt what it was like to be loved. He had always been so thoughtful, giving me the best of everything. I really thought I was the only one in his heart. But seeing how gentle he was with Kelsey, feeding her chocolate like that, it broke me all over again. I wiped away my tears and headed home. Then I called my college advisor and told him I'd accept the closed research project at Northendria. I agreed to the ten-year contract, with no returning home.

"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."

I went to find the first-aid kit to treat the wound myself. The woman in the mirror was pale, the blood on her forehead having clotted into a dark red line. Outside, the nannies' undisguised mockery cut through the door. "A fallen princess from a ruined family, still putting on airs. She's worse than a maid!" I curled up on my narrow single bed, the cut on my forehead still throbbing dully. Yes, the last princess of the Rossi family. The same woman Bruno had sworn to love for the rest of his life ten years ago, his eyes red with emotion.