As If Love Doesn't Exist Novels & Stories

'' I run my fingers through my hair, glancing toward my wrist watch. ''Do you love him?'' He asks, making me stop moving all at once. I look back at him—somehow not believing what he just asked. I sigh deeply, showing how uncomfortable I am with this topic and how unrealistic for me to love someone who has left me and my mother without even once coming back to see us. Not even when she died. ''Let's just say that love doesn't exist.'' I mutter, determined with my answer. ''I don't know what had happened between you two but from what I see, from what I heard, he's different.'' He looks down at his own hands, ''He's dying.''

God! What is happening to me? Why am I thinking such sappy things? I don't know if I'll ever see her again and I'm still thinking about her. I shook my head. No. I won't be fooled this time. I know. I know it's not for me. It never will be. Love doesn't exist. Not after that. It isn’t in my vocabulary. I don't believe in it. It is not for me. And as if I came out of a trance, I realized I would never find true love because everybody betrays you. You don't trust people because they don't let you. Nobody is there for you in the time of need. People leave you. Yes. They always leave you. Just like they left me. ******* Bloom M.

“I don’t want to see you again.” His voice softened, almost pleading. “You really can’t…?” “No.” With that, I slammed the door shut. Though I was just on the other side of the door, Jared felt as though I was a million miles away. He stood frozen for a moment, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides. “I won’t give up, Vanessa,” he muttered, his voice barely audible.

For everyone we'd fought so hard to protect. "There has to be something we can do," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "We created this reality—" "Create what?" Reeves interrupted, his usual calm shattered. "How do you fight something that isn't?" He was right. Every enemy we'd faced had been something we could understand, negotiate with, fight against. But The Absence was the antithesis of existence itself. I watched it consume another section of reality, and something clicked. A memory of Lyra's words: "Love is the only thing that can exist in both something and nothing."

“ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

Ashley choked on the sound of the word, Aiden raised her to a sitting posture, and rubbed her back until she was stable. Would he still love her same, if he found out she was his nemesis ex? If he found out this was just a revenge game? If he found out she was the red haired voluptuous lady he passionately kissed? "Okay, the word love freaks you out then." Ashley nodded. She didn't believe in love, the only man she had ever loved, had used her, abused her, dumped her, broke her and rejected her. So for her, love was just a candy coasted bag of lies. And she would never give any man such power over her again. Never. But she liked Aiden, a lot.

“Then let me remind you.” “Why do you even care? I was just some lonely kid in a sad house. We weren’t” “You were everything,” Ash said, too quickly. “You were the only real thing in my life. And when you disappeared, I didn’t know how to keep existing without you. So I made you mine. In my head. In my memories. In the life I built around your absence.” “That’s not love.” Ash didn’t flinch. “No. It’s obsession. I know that. But obsession is just grief with nowhere to go.”

Dark veins worked their way up his neck and around his face, much like those that were now littered over my father. “Mine were.” I said simply, breaking my gaze from the face that I knew so well, yet not at all. “I loved Ten the man, not Tenebris the demon. The man I love doesn’t exist. How can I love someone who doesn’t exist!” “Don’t say such things my love, you cannot mean….”

Zace spun his eyeballs, and accelerated the pace of his car. That someone didn't exist, as it was just a theory, which looked good in books, movies and stories. Real life love didn't exist, because in reality, everyone was selfish, and if it was made out of selfishness then it could never be love. Hence proved….real life love had no existence in this world. …………..

"Anything else?" "The last thing I need in here is a clause saying that if either party develops feelings that may lead to love, they must immediately end the contract," I say, looking him straight in the eye. A small amused smile appears on his face and he says, "We don't need that in writing. Neither of us will fall in love. I know I won't and you've already made me make this promise verbally."