3 Love Theory Novels & Stories

True love ends happily ever after when the hero and the heroine ride off into the sunset together. Science tells us something different. Science tells us that love is just a bunch of chemicals in our brains. It tells us that when we are in love, chemicals like dopamine, adrenaline, and oxytocin soak our brains and change the way we think. For the sake of this experiment, we are going to go with science’s explanation. Otherwise, we have no hope. According to research done in such well-respected places as Harvard, there are three phases of love. Anyone who has been reading this blog for a while will know the first stage intimately.

he said then finally left. Lorenzo chuckled, "Damn Dr. Smith. Does he really think not locking the door could stop us?" he tilted his head on me. I smirked, and without a word, I pulled him to continue our one of a heck hot kissing session. Our setup was sick. I know. We kiss and we fuck, but we still cheat on each other. If one soul would learn about it, I'm pretty certain he or she would ask why can't we just marry and be loyal to each other. But that was also the big question I kept on asking to myself. So, how can I answer that if ever?

A real life nightmare. Love triangles proved her theory of love being fake. It proved that love led to lies and heartbreak and trust being shattered like a glass vase being thrown away. Breaking into a million little pieces the moment it hit the ground. It was ruined. Broken beyond repair. She knew it was dramatic. It was a love triangle. It wasn’t full of hate or ploys of three people doing all they could to destroy each other. They weren’t enemies- not all of them, at least. Though there were two sides, two people who would be pitted against each other as someone- usually some lost girl was stuck in the middle, torn between two men, had them fight for her. Two halves of her heart beating f

Since that's the only other place she knows the road to. I kept on walking for a while my mind drifting off to when she shouted I love you, and I swear I felt my heart in my throat when I heard her. She can't love me, I don't have it in me to love anyone back... I tried the first time but it was all in vain. It was terrible actually, it ended like a fireworks show. Jade, just the thought of her name made my jaw clenched and unclenched unknowingly. That bitch, I trusted her with my life, but she came back to bite my fucking ass hard ripping off my heart in the process...

In fact, Uri also wanted to know what it would be like to be sucked out blood, when he was finished being sucked, whether he would die or not. In his mind he subconsciously recalled the story of vampires he had previously read. It tells the story of forbidden love between vampires and wolves. The male protagonist is the only son of the vampire lord, while the female protagonist belongs to the wolf tribe, living in the deep forest all year round. Vampires and wolves were then arch-rivals, both sides holding long-held grudges. There were occasional fights between the two clans, which made the feud between the two sides even more serious. The male lead and female lead initially fall in love sec

“The three of you said that you love me. But in the end, I have to choose all of you. Won’t it make me bad for loving three for the sake of our responsibility?” “Did someone call you bad?” No. No one did. But deep in my heart, I knew how painful it will be to share your lover to another people. “Jeonghan, Seungcheol and I,” Joshua said in low tone, “of course, we still have this possessiveness of someone who can hardly share the woman they love to each other. That’s a fact.” I tilted my head to his side and watched his side profile as he talks. “But at the same time, we cannot lose each other too. So we have to learn how to do it. That same goes for you,” he paused and looked at my way. “You

Ridhima said as more tears slipped from her eyes Her mother understood that something concerning her love life has happened. "Ridhu, I didn't lie to you about love that doesn't care about perfection or beauty. When love happens nothing matters if your partner is perfect or not. Let me tell you a story then you will get what true love is" Her mother said

EPISODE 2: MY FIRST RULE Later that evening, I dressed properly—covered from my head down to my toes—ready to play the role of the submissive wife my husband expected me to be. Logan’s friends weren’t as cruel as he was. Most of them were married—except one. His best friend, Christopher Clifford. Christopher didn’t believe in marriage. In fact, his first rule in life was never to fall in love. He despised it—almost as much as I despised Logan and cursed myself daily for being trapped in such a sickening marriage.

⸻ Epilogue They say you fall in love three times in your life: the first shows you what love feels like; the second shows you what love can take from you; and the third shows you what love is meant to be. I didn’t understand that truth until I had lived through every version—until I’d stood in the wreckage of my own choices, rebuilt myself from the fractures, and finally found the kind of love that didn’t demand pain as its price.

"P(love) = lim(n→∞) [Σ(moments of understanding × acts of kindness × shared vulnerabilities) / time] × choice" Elena read it three times, her vision blurring with tears. "You created an equation for the probability of love." "Based on what I've learned from loving you. Love isn't random. It's built through understanding each other, treating each other with kindness, being vulnerable together, over time. But the most important variable is choice." Dominic pointed to the final term. "We choose to love each other. That's what makes it real." "This is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever given me." Elena slipped the ring back on her finger. "Not just the physical ring, though it's gorgeous.