A Love Hypothesis Novels & Stories

"W⁠hat exactly do⁠ you bring to t⁠his union?" I felt m‌y cheeks flush. "I‍ lov‌e him." "Love." Helena's la‌ugh was soft and utterly devoid of warmth. "How ref‌reshingly adolescent. Let me educate you about something, my dea⁠r. Love is a fairy ta‌l‍e we tell ourselves to make th⁠e transaction of m‌arriage more p‍alatable. The realit⁠y is far more practical." ‍

For ten years, he had hated Liliana, believing she had ruthlessly abandoned him. For ten years, he had subjected her to one humiliation after another. All the pieces of the puzzle slammed into place. Liliana hadn't left because she didn't love him; she left because she thought she was dying and didn't want to be a burden. It was Ava. All of it. A scheme she had designed. This woman had tricked him into hating the person who loved him most for a full decade! "Bring Ava to me," Bruno's voice was terrifyingly calm.

“At this rate, the flower won’t bloom, and you’ll die first.” John’s expression remained calm. “I’ve said before, I’ll do anything for my wife.” “Do you think I believe in your empty declarations of love?” the Hag snapped, glaring at him. “Even if you love her now, what about in ten years? In twenty years?” She sneered, “There’s no such thing as undying love. Men are all hypocrites.” She walked to the bedside and fumbled around for a moment. She retrieved the flower pot. “Today also…”

I thought he would be the man who would marry me despite my condition. I decided to break things up with Rex. As for my nurse… “Miss… I didn't mean to hurt you…” She said while crying. “What?! Are you kidding me?” I shouted furiously. “Is it… is it immoral to love? Am I that sinful just because I gave that man the things you couldn't give him? In a year of being your nurse, I understand what he's been through.” I guided my wheelchair towards her direction, I tried to stand in front of her with all my will. I grasped a post shakingly to stand and to say this to her face:

As for Anastasia, she was sitting on the bank in front of the river with her diary and writing these words in it: "It was, at first, a myth. But it became a reality.. the most beautiful truth that has passed on me.. He came to steal my heart and he succeeded in that.. We went through many difficulties together and succeeded in overcoming them.. A lot happened to realize that we are for each other.. Levi whom I adore more than myself.. who entered my life suddenly My being was distracted..now he is my husband..and inside me is a piece of him..what I realized in that life is that love may come to you at any moment and any place..and it does not matter the nature of the one who loves you..the m

She sobbed furiously then sniffled "The moon goddess is so cruel. She is so cruel..., she gave me the hope, showed me a glimpse of happiness then as usual she took it away. But i have loved you so much even though I barely know you. I have given this relationship my all, but it was my fault. At the end of the day I am to blame for hoping.So today i make you this promise. I will never think of you as my mate, neither will i hope for anything from you. I free you from this relationship and i wish you all the happiness in the world.

I felt like I caught him off guard for a moment as I continue, "and that's not it even in my nightmare you are calling me sweetheart. " "Sweetheart, it must be a coincidence-" I cut him off. "No, I thought the same but explain to me. How could it be a coincidence when before today I never met you but you are appearing in my dreams and how could you be that same guy who kidnapped me in real life?!" I tried my best to make him understand what I am saying. "If you want to make me your wife then that's at least I should know, No?" He stares at me, silently for a few moments, observing what I said before he spoke. "Would you believe if I say we both were lovers in the past life? and your parents

Janet sighed on the other side "Sasha, you are in love with him, I just want you to be happy. I mean you have never been lucky in love. I married my first love and boyfriend. Agatha married her second boyfriend, Marilyn married her first boyfriend and Agnes married her third boyfriend but you? You have dated four guys, four different boys and you marrying Michael made him the fifth but still? Baby you deserve happiness, you need to be loved and in all your boyfriends, none of them have you come clean to tell us you love like you did to Michael. I just want this to work out for you." Sasha could hear the care and worry in her voice and sighed "but it's not my fault Michael doesn't love me bac

His words shattered Misty's last hope. Her lips trembled as she stammered out a feeble defense, "Darling, I didn't mean to deceive you. I just… I wanted so badly for you to come back to me. I love you…" But her voice trailed off under his unyielding gaze. In the past, Misty would have been certain that Carter wouldn't be this heartless. Now, she wasn't so sure. She couldn't understand. Why was it that the more she tried to win him back, the further she pushed him away?

Now think if the two are really lovers, it's well-matched! But anyway, Uri guessed he had a dozen followers, maybe lining up all over Los Angeles. Uri was a man but also admitted that Alex was indeed very attractive, not to mention his family or talent, only by appearance also enough for others to hug him day and night. Uri stared blankly at his large, sturdy back, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his chest. He didn't know how to describe this feeling... it was a feeling of security, sobbing, longing to possess something... or it could be... stir.