Tips on Writing a Romance Novel
Romance is a pretty popular genre, but most of the time, it is used as a subgenre for the characters. So how do you write a complete romance novel, where it's the center of the story? Well, here are some tips!
Note: these may seem like advice for more stereotypical books of this genre. However, you are not asked to use all of them, and these tips don't only have to be used when romance is the core of the story!
>> Make sure that the romance involved is connected to the conflict. What does this mean? While some books include romance, not all of them actually impact the plot. They add some stuff, sure, but the novel could definitely continue without it.
To fix this, create a conflict that can be at least partially resolved by someone, while love follows. Basically, the significant other helps resolve any physical issues (if present), while their presence and relationship help fix any internal struggles that the main character may have. And sometimes, the conflicts are caused by the love interest, but a similar idea applies--someone (can be the same or different person as the love interest) interjects to help. Overall, the solution to the problem cannot be solved by the main character alone, which is why a significant other is needed to assist in resolving the issue on hand.
Here are some examples!
The (main) character feels unwanted and struggles against their feelings of loneliness.
The (main) character is overcoming a conflict with their family and/or friends and feels unsupported.
The (main) character is having a difficult time overcoming a loss and finds themselves going in circles without said person.
See? Even with these simple, emotion-related examples, having another person around can help solve some of the problems present! Now, if you want to, just add a physical conflict on top of that!
>> Make sure the romance involved is connected to the characters. Romance itself does little for the characters; it can come from anyone. The magic comes from the love interest themselves, and romance is just the whipped cream on top of the sundae. However, that does differ from character to character and from book to book--for some books, a relationship will have a stronger effect on the plot, while that won't be true for other stories. Still, the love interest must have some noticeable impact on the main character.
That being said, the love interest and/or romance in your book needs to inspire a positive change in--at the very least--the protagonist and/or themselves. This could be a change in personality, thinking, self-view, actions, or even how they live their life.
>> Keep an eye on the pacing. I'm sorry to say this, but no matter how fast you want your favorite characters to get together, do not rush the process. Yes, a character can most definitely fall in love at first sight, but there are two people in a relationship and at first, the second will more than likely not feel the same way. Take some time to build up their connection before they establish a relationship so it feels more realistic.
Additionally, characters who are uninterested in love, distant from people, or struggle to grasp the idea that they could be loved will need more time regarding romance.
On the flip side, however, you also do not want to drag the story out for no reason. This will make your readers lose interest and is pointless to your plot.
>> Keep the relationship realistic. When two people start dating, there are two main changes: they are able to physically and verbally demonstrate their affection, and they are more open with each other. With that being said, your characters should not suddenly switch personalities, if the characters aren't the type to be all lovey-dovey, then they aren't going to suddenly be all over each other in a relationship.
Having a couple that seems 'too good to be true' to the reader can make them doubt if they're being completely honest and real with each other. A beautiful relationship can most definitely exist, but it must be correctly suited to the characters. Keep in mind that not all people's love language is verbal. Some of them are small actions, gifts, and/or spending time together.
>> Tie up all the loose ends. When your story is coming to an end, make sure you have cleared up everything. Verify that you have confirmed their relationship and any problems between them need to be resolved through some sort of communication and action. This way, you can show that their relationship is healthy and will last quite some time!
Boom! These are my tips regarding this genre! Make sure that the romance is connected to the plot and characters, be careful with your pacing, keep the relationship realistic, and tie up all the loose ends! Hopefully, this was able to provide some sort of guide to help those who struggle with writing these things! Thanks for checking this out!
Happy writing~
3hks <3
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Your new book cover? I see what you did... I pay attention to tags. "#character inspo." Kudos to you and your cover artist!
Your plus-size characters are amazing. Thank you for writing them for us. I've already made my pre-order!
Hey, Nonny!
I have no idea what you mean?
Is Rayaan Collins described as a handsome man with scruff and curly hair, often pulled back in a man bun?
YES
Does Rayaan have an affinity for the water and outdoor sports?
YES
Does Rayaan often let his hair down, just to pull it back?
YES
Does Rayaan have a protective, jealous streak when it comes to Andi Jennings?
YES
Does he look good in a suit?
YES
But I mean...
Rayaan really is NOTHING like my Muse! Why would you even suggest that?
My artist, MinaDot, simply did a wonderful job of creating a depiction of the character I described... See?
As for my plus-size characters, you're gonna love Andi! Her confidence inspires me, and I love her little quirks...
If you really think my Muse inspired this character, you'll just have to get Since Forever on Friday, and see for yourself!
mybook.to/SinceForever
Love,
CASS
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In case you didn't know-
All the posts I've had the last year with "character inspo" and photos and gifs of the HOT Turkish actor, Can Yaman-
That book is now available! It's sweet and steamy-
Which is a little problem...
The Zon has started to crack down on independent authors and their content. If books are marked 'erotica' or 'not suitable for readers under 18,' book titles and authors are not popping up on general searches on that website. The Zon has even limited regions of the world where books with those designations can even be sold- for example, even though both of the male characters in Since Forever are Indian, the book can't be purchased in India!
So even though I've got this great romance (I might be biased), readers can't FIND it unless they know about it.
So if you found my Can posts, or if you supported me when I wrote fan fiction, please share this post!
Up and coming artist, MinaDot, created the commission artwork for the cover. Honestly it brings tears to my eyes every time I see it!
Since Forever
He’s the internet’s new boyfriend, but to her, he’s the one that got away.
Successful journalist Andi Jennings has been sent to write a fluff piece about social media influencer Arin Collins, and she’s not happy about it. Back home, he’s the boy next door, her high school nemesis… And her former college sweetheart.
While on assignment, Andi unexpectedly runs into Arin’s older brother, Rayaan. After all these years, Rayaan is still guiding Arin’s actions and behaviors- only this time, professionally, as his manager.
Andi hasn’t seen Rayaan in years, but their connection when they meet again is undeniable. Sparks fly in all directions as their families get together for fun on the lake, just like old times.
Barely able to wrap her head around the two handsome brothers vying for her attention, this plus-sized, independent woman is torn between the pull of her past relationship and the temptation of a new one. Andi is faced with an impossible choice, one that could change everything.
***
Thank you for all the support you've shown me over the years! This story has a lot of special meaning to me and I'd love for more readers to find it. It has my signature sassy, curvy girl main character, and devilishly handsome love interests. It's got heat in just the right places, and you can read it all on the page.
A perfect HOT summer read!
Love,
Cass
Since Forever
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Batboys as scenes from my favorite romance novels
Even when you’re alone, it’s like your love is torn from a page.
Pairings: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne x fem!reader
Contains: A very self-indulgent author. Scenes inspired by trashy Regency/Victorian romance novels. Oral sex (f!receiving) in Dick’s and (m!receiving) in Tim’s. Praise kink in Dick’s. Blindfolding, bondage, and vaginal fingering in Damian’s.
Notes: 18+ or you’ll be blocked. Scenes are inspo only, not direct quotes. I swear I can write cute smut. I have so many other favorite books and could do this another two times at least.
BRUCE WAYNE 💋
When He Was Wicked by Julia Quinn
“Do you ever wonder what I think about?” Bruce murmurs, head buried in your neck. He refuses to touch you with his lips, only ghosting his nose over your sensitive skin; you feel his breath, warm and lightly spiced, fan over your collarbone.
He lets out a low sigh that covers your chest like a blanket, and your heart echoes the way his breath trembles. Whatever control he thinks he has most of the time—it’s completely gone with you.
“Do you wonder,” he continues, “what I wish I could do to you?”
You’re laying back in his bed and he kneels between your thighs, supporting your back with one hand while his fingers absentmindedly toy with the zipper on the back of your dress. Like this, he notices everything about you: the way your hair sits, the warm sparkle in your eyes, the way your lips part with every breath.
And you look so unbearably kissable that he’s fighting against his baser instincts.
“I would start right here,” he answers himself, finally pressing his lips against your shoulder. You shiver in reply, and a low chuckle slides out of his throat. “I would kiss every inch of you. Twice. I’d figure out where to bite you to make you squeal, where to lick to make you whimper. I’d have you come undone on my tongue—and I think you’d like it. Maybe you’d like it so much that I’d have to do it again.
“And then I’d sit you in my lap,” he rumbles, lips pressed underneath your ear while he finally, finally, unzips your dress. His eyes are half-lidded, his mind just as hazy as yours is. “I’d fill you so completely, darling; your heart, your thoughts. I’d make every one of your breaths mine—forever, if I could.”
DICK GRAYSON 💋
Heartbreaker by Sarah MacLean
“Here, baby, give me your— Yeah, just like that.”
The second Dick says that, your breath catches and you feel yourself tense. Heat washes over you from cheeks to toes, and you let out a soft whine that makes blue eyes dart up to your own. All he did was ask you to move your leg, then take your thigh in his hand to bring it over his shoulder.
His eyes glint and he smiles like a kid on Christmas. You just gave him a fun new trick to use on you.
“Oh baby,” he croons. “You’re gonna be such a good girl for me, aren’t you?”
You whimper. “Dick, please—”
While his cheek presses against your thigh, his smile is nothing less than devastatingly sweet. “I know, baby; I know.”
He watches you like you’re a work of art, like he’s in awe of every breath you take. Eyes locked on yours, he kisses his way from your knee to the juncture of your hip and thigh, then lets you watch as his tongue darts out from his lips and laves over your soft mound. You tense, shivering, and nudge your hips just a little closer to his lips.
“Oh, good girl,” he groans as if your eagerness is bringing him pleasure. He rewards you, then, with a languid lip up your folds, another groan, and a muffled murmur of, “Look how you squeeze me when I praise you, baby. Fuck, just like that; just like that. Wanna feel you nice and tight, can you do that for me?”
JASON TODD 💋
Scandal in Spring by Lisa Kleypas
“I’m here,” Jason murmurs near your ear, lifting his lips only as high as is necessary to whisper to you. In a second, his mouth is on you again, kissing down your jaw and throat until his face is buried where your neck and shoulder meet. In one swift, light motion, he tugs your shirt down so he can mouth over your skin, and your heart begins to race.
Because, just a few hours ago, you were under the impression he was dead.
Equal parts astonished and worried, you brush your hands over the angry bruises purpling on his skin. You don’t know what to say except, “Please be real.”
“I’m real,” he instantly replies in a shaking voice, kissing down your chest until he reaches the point of a nipple and sucks it into his mouth. Warmth blooms where his lips meet your skin, and you know for certain that this can’t be a dream; your imagination has never been so vivid.
“I’m real,” he repeats. “Feel me.”
“But you’re covered in cuts—”
His eyes, glinting in the moonlight that streams through your window, dart up to your face. He looks at you the same way you look at him: as if you’re newly aware of how lucky the two of you are.
“They don’t matter,” he promises. He takes your chin in one of his hands, and you feel his fingers—rough with scars, freezing cold—as they slide toward your neck. “You’re all that matters, baby. I’m not going anywhere without you, understand?”
TIM DRAKE 💋
Devil’s Daughter by Lisa Kleypas
“Oh fuck,” Tim murmurs behind you. At first, you think it’s in ecstasy, given the fact that he has you bent over a low bookshelf with his cock shoved mercilessly in your cunt.
But then he repeats himself, and you turn your head—but you can only catch a glimpse of how his lips are pressed tightly together. “What’s wrong?”
He huffs out a self-conscious laugh. “Do you have any tissues?”
Huh? “No, I don’t think so—”
“I forgot,” he declares around the thick lump of embarrassment of his throat, while letting his head unceremoniously fall on your shoulder, “a condom.”
“Oh,” you say, and then you start to laugh. Here you are, having sex where you definitely shouldn’t be—in a private study room in the library—and of course this happens. It’s too funny. Perfect, even.
“That’s okay,” you assure him before you wriggle and turn in his arms. With gentle hands, you touch his hips and nudge him backwards; now, he’s the one against the wall instead of you, and you smile up at him while you drop to your knees. Biting your lip, batting your eyelashes, you have the perfect solution in mind.
All his mortification goes up in a puff of smoke when you take his cock—so pretty, pink-tipped and bobbing against his thigh—in one of your very capable hands. Leaning forward, you kiss up the shaft until your nose meets coarse, intimate hair; then, you kiss down again and wrap your lips around him, drawing precum and a soft moan out of him with your first curious, teasing suck.
DAMIAN WAYNE 💋
Widow in Emerald by Scarlett Peckham
You don’t know him, but that makes it better. You’re blindfolded before he ever enters the room, and his hands are cool to the touch and efficient in every movement as he binds your wrists to the four-poster bed.
He doesn’t speak. He doesn’t kiss you. That’s the arrangement you have: you place your trust in this stranger as a means of learning how your body finds release. He, for whatever reason, wants to make music out of your whimpers and moans.
His weight shifts, and you feel him slide in between your thighs. His fingers spread atop your bare chest, and you marvel at how big his hands must be for his thumb to reach one nipple while his little finger grazes the other. He puts just a hint of pressure on your sternum, then drags his hand down your stomach until his palm cups your sex.
Cold. His fingers are cold as ice, and you wonder if he’s just like that, or if he did something to his hands before his time alone with you.
With a flick of what feels like a sturdy yet nimble wrist, two fingers spread your folds, gathering your beginning wetness and exposing you to the air of the room—no, that’s his breath, and you feel the sensation of menthol when he breathes a sigh against your clit. Those same two fingers slip into you now, and you shakily sigh. The pace of his breaths becomes your own as he sends waves of pleasure through you, fingers moving in and out in a slow rhythm that draws a veil between who you are outside this room and who you’re meant to be within it.
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