Short Romance Stories
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Love, drama, relationships... Mostly fluff.
Short romances that I've concocted in this strange, wonderful place called my brain.
(I'm attempting to have a story every Friday)
Some might be based on YouTubers or other things I love. It really depends on my mood. Suggestions welcome! I run out of idea pretty fast. PLEASE, correct my grammar! This is to improve my writing and corrections are appreciated. Just, please don't be rude about it?
#87 in heartwarming. Is that impressive?
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Settling Slowly
2015 rolled in with a bang, and it did not have the grace to gift me with a social life that everyone in a one hundred year radius would be jealous of or that is even just the talk of the town. Instead I got myself into a complicated relationship which wasn't much talked about, a relationship that I didn't get into is talked about all the time and university is around the figurative corner. That is where you can factor in people I suppose I should call 'fans', the fascination that comes in with cutlery, pots, pans and other formerly boring things. But let us not forget that my parents are finally getting married and Mum can't shop for lace without me wanting to kill her, add in a dose of sleepless nights, invigorating kisses - which have nothing to do with the sleepless nights and a lot to do with nightmares - Harriet not knowing the meaning of the words "you're done" and Ice Ice Baby is still a thing. We're all growing up (except Dad who will still make inappropriate jokes at every inappropriate moment, some to do with what cannot be done when you're wearing a plaster cast) and holidays are being planned though some are less holiday and more a mad dash to find somewhere to live out in the big wide world without our parents. Life might be moving on, but I still go to McDonald's late at night with my friends. Some things at least don't change. Sequel to: Falling Fast CompleteЗавершенная история
Mr. Match (BoyxBoy) ✓
I'm Finn Vasco but that's not quite important right now. I'm a pretty sarcastic guy if I'm gonna be honest. I'm closed off and I literally only have one friend. I might hate everybody in my school... but there's this guy there. He's... let's say, dreamy, someone who I thought would never even acknowledge my existence. That guy who was too damn good to be true, who was too good for me, who was too good for... everybody! You get what I'm trying to say. He's that cliché king of the campus and a popular and attractive heartthrob and with just one wink, he can send people on their knees... That sounded so wrong, anyway. So can you blame me for being over the moon when one day, he approached me only to what? ...To ask for my help courting my freaking best friend. I knew it was stupid for me to hope I'd even have any chance with him anyway. So I just agreed to help him. Even if I was hurting myself and potentially my best friend in the process, my best friend who has been there with me through the thick and thins, I still did it... I mean what could go wrong besides literally everything? So my plan was to just set my crush and my best friend up, and then everything would be alright... right? But of course, life doesn't like it when people have it easy. *** Highest Ranking #2 on #lgbtfiction #5 on #boyxboy #6 on #gay #8 on #teenfiction *** ~ WARNING: This story contains strong language and bullying. If you're not a fan of LGBTQ+ stories or BXB stories, then this story is not for you. ~ If you're gonna plagiarize, you might as well just put your clown outfit on.Завершенная история![We're Just Friends [BOOK 1 Of The 'We're Just' Trilogy]]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/142153467-256-k186266.jpg)
We're Just Friends [BOOK 1 Of The 'We're Just' Trilogy]]
They say all good boys go to heaven, but bad boys bring heaven to you. And that's what he brought me, Heaven. We were terribly perfect for each other. We'd argue, we'd scream- hell we'd throw things at each other. But at the end of the night we'd lay beside each other. What started off as a silly deal to get us both going ended up as so much more than i could've ever imagined... He was the worst best thing that happened to me, but our dark pasts ruined us. We took dying for each other a little too literal. "You say we're just friends but i swear, when nobody's around..." Started: April 4th 2018 Ended: July 23rd 2020 WARNING: Contains mature scenes, Strong abusive language. Mentions of rape, sex, murder, alcohol and violence. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. BOOK WILL GO UNDER A ROUND OF REVISION AFTER ITS FULLY PUBLISHED TO MAKE SURE READING IS A SMOOTH SAIL FOR EVERYONE. I'm also sorry for any stones i've left unturned in the book!!! I'll be working on fixing them asap. Until then I'm extremely sorry for any mistakes. ANY SIMILARITIES IN REGARDS TO NAMES, LOCATIONS AND SCENES IN OTHER BOOKS IS PURE COINCIDENCE! Thank you!Завершенная история
Awkward
- a featured story on wattpad @sport - a featured story on wattpad @generalfiction School has an odd way of making you hate it yet love the people you meet. I hate both. I've been the new boy at my school for nearly five months. Since my family's life of poverty was flipped on its head I've seen my entire world open up; it's like I was living in a cave. This time last year, I was 'too poor to have a Valentine'. This time this year, I just don't have the guts. Seriously, "Valentine's Day is the root of human anxiety." ~ Albert Einstein. (Don't look it up. I'm telling you what 'the government' doesn't want you to know.) But school has an odd way of giving you the perfect friends, a perfect love life and perfectly supporting your dreams to be a pro football player like your older brother. That, or it crushes you. It just crushes you. Your dreams? Crushed. Your friends? Meh. Your love life? Nonexistent (but as soon as it exists, CRUSHED). But we don't know what will happen for sure, right? I'm Roman Turner, but you can call me "the cool man". Gosh, I know I'll cringe at this later. ----------- - a featured story on wattpad @sport - a romance winner at the multi awards - a story told through two points of view • Romance/Sport/Slice of Life | Roman • Prose/Mystery/Psychological | Danielle • BOOK ONE: LIVING. • (EST.) 3390 words/part. • Cover artist - Sage Hieran. WARNING: If you are reading this story on a website other than Wattpad, you are currently very likely to be at risk of a MALWARE ATTACK on your device. To read this story in its original, safe, form, safely visit it here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/256322737 DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction; names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either a product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.Завершенная история
Sailing With Destiny
"Do you have any idea how damn frustrating you are?" He trapped me between him and the wall. Stubbornly, I looked squarely at him, "You say this like it's news to you." He pursed his lips, clenched his jaw, and stared at me with darkened eyes before he closed the gap between us. I stared at him squarely as I felt his body heat radiated off me, my lips parted and my breathing picked up a notch. He placed one hand on the wall and brought his lips an inch away from mine as the other hand trailed up my arms, "I am going to make you feel my frustration." I ran my finger along his jaw and dared him with my eyes, "I'm Mila," I grinned, "You can try but we both know you won't succeed." He ran his thumb over my bottom lip, "Don't take my love for you as weakness," he stated and captured my lips with a fiery kiss. The road to love for Mila and Mitchell wasn't easy, but they finally reached their destination after many bumps along the way. Blissfully in love, they set off on another journey together but instead of the Highway, they hit the high seas. However, love and life aren't always smooth sail and they learn that when they embark on their adult life after college. Mitchell is trying to prove to his father he is worthy of handling the grand Clarke Empire one day while Mila is determined to make her mark in the medical world. Two strong personalities have finally accepted they love each other but both are set in their ways and stubborn with unbreakable egos. Can their love weather storms in their path or will things like jealousy, insecurity, and family stand in their way to happily ever after?Завершенная история![[COMPLETED] Romantic Short Stories](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/167894006-256-k36576.jpg)
[COMPLETED] Romantic Short Stories
A collection of shorts stories and a vast amount of feelings. Anywhere from unrequited love to the beginning of something beautiful! Most are cheesy and all feels but insanely adorable and sometimes very dramatic. Chapter 1: I Really Hate Parties Chapter 2: Green Eyed Monster Chapter 3: Pretend Chapter 4: He Will Never Know Chapter 5: Is This What Love Feels Like? Chapter 6: Except For Sunday Chapter 7: Waiting Without Sleep Chapter 8: I Hate Your Guts Chapter 9: Please, Don't Say It Chapter 10: Oh, Brother! Chapter 11: Worthy To Be Saved? Chapter 12: Tutoring Updates Every Wednesday Last Update: 1/26/20 COMPLETED [Hi everyone! I wrote a majority of these in my later highschool years. Although this was a lot of fun and I would like to come back to this kind of work. I am really not in the same space to write it, being in my final years of college. I notice I still get comments here from time to time and for that- I am super grateful. Thank you for showing love to my hopeless romantic teenage self<3] 9/23/25Завершенная история
is this what love is?
"You liked him this whole time?" "Not... not the whole time..." • Your kinda basic college love story :) -Fluff -Angst? (just a little, idk if it's necessary to inform) -Cliche, but i guess it gets better towards the endЗавершенная история
Starting A Club And (maybe) A Long-lasting Relationship
the title is long, I know, but the story itself is a short little ball of fluff because I love fluff. (there's also mature stuff being talked about but it's mostly just fluff. I don't write smut. at least not anymore-- I'm talking to you, 13-year-old me. put down that pen! You little pervert!) this is a story about communication, mental health, maturity, sex (education, kinda) and a cute couple (IMO). it won't be long and it won't have as many characters as my other stories but it will be the most vulnerable piece of writing I'll ever share with a bunch of strangers online. And it's supposed to be in the YA or NA genre but since it doesn't exist in the available categories, I've tagged it as Teen fiction. now, without further ado, I give you: SACA(M)ALLR! -- You get to meet Viz, a girl with a bunch of undiagnosed disorders and self-esteem issues. You get to watch her meet Luke, a boy with a fear of genitalia and sex. You get to watch them interact and communicate freely. Lucky you. :DЗавершенная история
Driving You Besotted (gxg, Teacher/Student)
⚠️ WARNING: Big age-gap, teacher and student relationship, and a little bit graphic out of descriptions. "When you love something...you fight for it, but when someone drives you besotted you will do everything for desire even to put your life at risk." ----------------------------------- A thirty-three-year-old woman who has mastered the art of concealment, and a twenty-one-year-old girl whose curiosity compels her to uncloak every mystery that dares to hold her gaze. When their paths collide, mountains of paradox rise between them-age, authority, restraint, and unspoken longing. Yet compassion, fragile and dangerous, blooms in the valleys of despair they never meant to share. This is not a love that arrives gently. It is a slow burn-one that simmers beneath stolen glances, fractured morals, and choices that could cost everything. •I just wanted to let you know that this is a SLOW BURN ROMANCE.
My Enemy, My Professor
"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)Завершенная история
2015 rolled in with a bang, and it did not have the grace to gift me with a social life that everyone in a one hundred year radius would be jealous of or that is even just the talk of the town. Instead I got myself into a complicated relationship which wasn't much talked about, a relationship that I didn't get into is talked about all the time and university is around the figurative corner. That is where you can factor in people I suppose I should call 'fans', the fascination that comes in with cutlery, pots, pans and other formerly boring things. But let us not forget that my parents are finally getting married and Mum can't shop for lace without me wanting to kill her, add in a dose of sleepless nights, invigorating kisses - which have nothing to do with the sleepless nights and a lot to do with nightmares - Harriet not knowing the meaning of the words "you're done" and Ice Ice Baby is still a thing. We're all growing up (except Dad who will still make inappropriate jokes at every inappropriate moment, some to do with what cannot be done when you're wearing a plaster cast) and holidays are being planned though some are less holiday and more a mad dash to find somewhere to live out in the big wide world without our parents. Life might be moving on, but I still go to McDonald's late at night with my friends. Some things at least don't change. Sequel to: Falling Fast Complete
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