A Love For Dilemma Novels & Stories

Verin told her, firmly. "But loving one of your Queen isn't a crime" replied Kally, almost arguing. The atmosphere turned gravely cold. There is a chilling cold aura. It was Verin's doing. "It is not a crime but total foolishness. Love is a game that fools play. I am a king, and kings don't have time to love, if I am too fond of Nayla, I can acquire her and make her my favorite Queen, that's all" Verin got up and turned around to leave.

He's in the Viva family and he has to stay no matter what. ​Victor stares at his laptop screen blankly. His eyes emotionless. His private office dominated with novels on the shelves seems to be a void to him. Victor is the author of several best selling crime thrillers. He has been writing for over twenty years but as of lately he can't. His imagination is blocked as he can't even type on a word. He does not know what the problem is. He has taken walks around the parks. Read other books. Even lied on the cold tiles whether something good would come out of it but nothing yet. Catherine opens the door and walks in.

"Why did you do it? Antonio just died and you just fell apart like like a snowman in summer. Suck it up, man." Adam was surprised at the tone in his voice but something told him that this was the only way he would get Damian to listen to him. "Lilian is out of commission and that is totally on you. You lacked judgment because you were angry and see what it got you into. Now I will ask you this, do you love that woman or not? Was it all a hoax or did she actually make you feel something that is worth getting her back for?" Damian was silent. "Answer me, Damian. Do. You. Love. Her."

It was relentless, a tide she could not stop, and yet one she could not surrender to. Later, lying awake in her apartment, she reflected on the duality of her situation. Darren’s love, or what he called love, was visible, tangible, and demanding. Liam’s love was invisible, patient, and full of trust. Darren’s presence pressed and weighed. Liam’s absence nurtured longing and hope. One was certainty without freedom; the other was freedom without certainty.

Hated the strange warmth it created. Hated him. Most of all, she hated herself for noticing anything at all. "I got lost." "Inside my private study?" His eyes narrowed. For a moment they simply stared at each other. A challenge. A battle. Neither willing to blink first. The storm crashed against the windows. Lightning flashed. The room brightened. And suddenly Adrian moved. One step towards her. That's all. Yet the distance between them vanished instantly. Celine's pulse jumped. He was too close.

Damian was torn between fury and longing grief and love intertwined in a tumultuous storm. Lila’s eyes searched his face, pleading for understanding and forgiveness. Their confrontation became more than just a fight; it was an anguished dance of emotions. Suddenly, Lila closed the distance, her body pressing against Damian’s. Her lips found his in a desperate, longing kiss starved, raw, full of pain and love. Damian’s hands trembled as he cupped her face, torn between the need to fight her and the overwhelming desire to hold her. Mira watched from a distance, torn by her own feelings. The sight of her sister’s transformation, her sister’s love for Damian, ignited a complex mixture of jealous

“I’ll make you an offer, Damien. You can have Aurora, and together, we’ll rule this world. We’ll burn the old order to the ground, and you can have everything you’ve ever wanted. All of this fighting, all this bloodshed… it can end. All you have to do is kneel before me.” Damien’s hand flexed around his gun. He could feel the anger boiling in him, the years of suffering and lies. He had never been one to submit to anyone, especially not someone as vile and manipulative as her. But there was something else—the love, the loyalty he felt for Aurora. That was what drove him. Not power. Not control. “You think you can manipulate me?” Damien’s voice was cold now, his patience finally snapping. “Yo

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He sounded assured I don’t actually care if Kyle is with another girl or not, I’m not just happy with the way he chose Maria over me. Whenever I think about that I feel like a loser because this isn’t the first time it happened. I may have wealth and other things but that’s not all I want, I want more than just money. I want someone to love me and care for me. "Here is your order Miss and here is yours sir." The waiter kept it on the table "Anything else?" He asked

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