Novel & Cerita Adam The Love Hypothesis

"I think creating this baby will be the only good thing I do. I want people to remember me for this good thing and not however many bad things my father created me for." His eyes hold my own. Steady breaths push past his lips, and silence once again creeps in. "There's," Adam pauses, then continues, "there's nothing I can do, is there? How am I supposed to kill a god?" "I'm sorry. I really am. Before I was sorry because you were suck mated to a human, but now I'm sorry because you were stuck mated to someone who could never be yours. But I suppose our time together is better than having no time at all, r-right? So please—even though I know you feel betrayed by me—can't we try to spend our re

"You are so pathetic, Adam." Before Amber walked away, the man shifted to block her steps. "Listen to me! This is the proof that I really care about you. I know I've been cold to you lately. But, I acted like that to deny my love for you. I thought it was fake. I'm afraid you'll get hurt if I make you a love escape." "I'm a love escape. That's a fact," Amber interrupted with a firm nod. Her eyebrows were raised high in annoyance. "No, Amber," Adam breathed desperately. “I couldn't have gone to town just to buy this kind of cake if it weren't for the woman I love. I love you, Amber. Sorry just admitting it now. But really, I love you.”

“Love shouldn't hurt. Don't you know because of your actions, everyone near me is sad. My family is saddened by the loss of me, my friends and my lover. Don't you think about all those things? You only think about your own feelings and happiness. You don't think of other people who are by my side. You're bad, Adam. This is not all love. Love should let a loved one be happy, not just make it miserable. " Adam listened to everything, but he was reluctant to comment. His way of thinking was different from that of Jes. "And you never know what really happened between the people you love. Even if you beg to cry blood I will never let you go from this place, until you realize I am the o

“I love you, Hermione. And I don’t know… God! I don’t know what to do… to make you see how my body, my heart, my soul longs for you.” He takes a step closer, his hands out, pleading. “Our paths crossed because of the worst fucking reasons. But I couldn’t go through with it because… because I… because I just love you!” “So what do you want me to do with your love, Adam?” I breathe out. My own heart, soul, and body are tired of going through a series of betrayals. “Your love seems to give me nothing but a bunch of stupid, fucking mountains of lies. Heartbreak. Tears. Trauma. Fears. That’s all your love has ever given me!”

Natasha has never been in love, she got everything she wanted and threw them after use, love didn't exist to her, but Adam who understands what was involved, will go to any length to make it work. Who is bound to win the game?

Adam patted her hair as her eyes finally shut down He watched her sleep soundlessly for a while and then stood up. Adam made his way to the window with slow strides. He gazed outside it and then sighed "Can't wait to leave this hellhole" he smriked and continued staring at the palace The more he stared at it,the more he thought about Mayna. Mere thinking about her made Adam's blood boil like crazy When he first found out they were mate,all he felt for her was love and admiration but now... it's pure resent and hate

He hissed softly: "I have no relationship with that person." Voz Marken made a small "Oh" sound, then shrugged, and calmly said: "I was wrong, I almost forgot that we are vampires. And vampires are cold-blooded creatures. Where to get affection? Moreover, it's still with a human..." "Enough! Voz Marken!" Per Ignos coldly interrupted him, he took a deep breath, his forehead already full of blue veins, "Stop talking nonsense, take him back!" Drug? Title? Kann Halley? Vampire? Human? Affection?

"Adam, I have to ask... Did you ever genuinely love any of the women you were with, or was it all just... physical?" Adam paused, his brow furrowing as he considered Ayana's question. It was something he had wrestled with himself—a nagging doubt that had lingered in the back of his mind for years. "I wish I had a clear answer for you, Ayana," Adam said finally, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "But the truth is, I'm not sure if I ever sought love in those relationships. Maybe I convinced myself that I did at the time, but looking back, I realize that it was more about filling the void inside me, about seeking validation and acceptance from others."

"James, allow me to give you some advice from an old man who has lived long enough. Sometimes, there is not much we can do to keep those we have loved by our side." "I don't understand what you are talking about," James muttered, confused and frustrated. "Keeping Meg by your side without being able to offer her a future will eventually destroy her. It's not fair to her," Mr. Abraham explained, concerned. "That's absurd," James retorted, denying the idea. "You have a marriage, and soon you will have children. Meg has a right to that, too. Giving up your love is the greatest act of love one can perform," Mr. Abraham stated, conveying a profound truth.

His black shirt clung tightly to the muscles on his abdomen. Our eyes met, and his Adam's apple bobbed suddenly as he pulled me forcefully into his arms.