As If Love Doesn't Exist Novels & Stories

"We won't be able to even get married, Danni." She sighed. "Mike, listen to me. You love me. I can feel it. I know it. You know just as much as I do that love isn't a tangible thing. You can't measure it. You can't quantify it. It defies all explanation and just when you think you've figured it out, it changes. Love is the one true power in the universe. If your love is pure, then nothing can touch it. Nothing can tear it apart. If I get to spend my life with you, I'll be a happy woman. Marriage? It's words on a paper. It's an expensive ring and a ceremony in front of our friends and family. Having time with you is so much more important." Mike sighed and shook his head. "I don't want to hur

"Don't be with him. I will die! You know I love you. I bullied you because I cared! You've known that since we were kids, haven't you?" Alan silenced him with a sharp kick to his face. "Don't disgrace the word 'love' any further. Your bullying and jealousy were nothing but harm—not love. "If you had competed with me fair and square, I might have respected you. But trying to cover your cruelty with pathetic excuses? You disgust me. "Take good care of your son. And never let me see you in Wildrift Pack again. Otherwise, I'll tear you apart, just like you did to your lover."

I couldn’t hold back my frustration any longer and asked, “When I was growing up as an orphan, life was so hard, and I wished I had parents. Mom, Dad... you love me, don’t you?” The childish question hit them like a slap in the face. They stared at me, speechless and hesitant, but that hesitation was all I needed to see. Their faces paled, but they said nothing. I forced a smile, making it easier for them to uphold their lie. “I must be talking nonsense. After all, if you didn’t love me, why would you have brought me back into the family? You must love me a lot.” I didn’t wait for a reply. I just turned my back on them and headed to my room, leaving them with nothing but my stubborn retreat.

him come morning. She was crazy in love. Then again, when was love sensible? Love was the most important thing on earth that didn't make any sense.. It burned you, and inflamed you, and then made you whine saying it's cold. Who can escape from the threads of fate? Who can escape from the destruction of blind love? She knew that engaging in one sided relationship was like walking on mined land. Playing with death. But she would walk barefoot on that same mined land to get to him every time, hoping that at the end of the way, she would reach him without being completely destroyed.

Afterall, her family never showed her love and her ex husband whom she had loved since she was young broke up with her and even killed her baby, "I also think that love is just a mirage, it doesn't really exist." Ben took his gaze away from the television and set it on her, "Is that so?" "Yes. I think people only deceive themselves to think that love exist but I think it's just a word that exists in the dictionary, it doesn'tt exist in the heart of humans," she said.

*The Unexpected Love* In the bustling city of Tokyo, lived a young and ambitious artist named Akira. She was known for her stunning paintings and her passion for her craft. Akira's life was a whirlwind of art exhibitions, classes, and her own studio. One day, while Akira was setting up for an exhibition, she accidentally knocked over a display of sculptures. A handsome stranger rushed to help her, and as their hands touched, Akira felt an unexpected spark. The stranger's name was Taro, a successful businessman with a passion for art. He was immediately drawn to Akira's creativity and enthusiasm.

Suddenly, she waved her phone excitedly in front of me, relaying the latest trending news. "Holly! You've finally cleared your name! Everyone online feels bad for you. They're calling you a strong, independent woman. And Elliot, he's different from before. Do you think he actually loves you now? Oh, by the way, he added me on Facebook. He's been asking about you. Should I tell him the truth?" I froze for a moment. Something stirred in my heart, but it quickly calmed down. I shook my head. What did it matter whether he loved me or not? I had left the Cox family behind, and I had no intention of looking back.

my dark laughter cut off her sentence. "Love making? Oh, don't be silly, that's raw sex... lust... raw lust, who cares about love? That shit doesn't exist." I patted the corner of her hair. Her beautiful brown eyes peered up at me. "You think love doesn't exist?" She questioned. "Prize, that thing is crap! What binds us as humans is lust... nobody cares truly if there's an absence of lust." She shook her head, pulling away from me.

She hadn’t spoken to him again for a week after that. “I was right,” said Ash, his voice dull. “Love is bullshit. I don’t think it even really exists. It’s just something we tell ourselves when shit hits the fan. But what does it matter when the person you thought you loved doesn’t even give a damn?” He almost snarled in disgust. “I knew better, but I didn’t listen. I told myself that Violet was different. I told myself I could make her see, make her get over her shitty husband. I was wrong.” Thea made a noncommittal noise. Ash took that as a sign that he should continue speaking.

I asked. “That’s the thing, Kath,” he said, frustration cracking through his voice. “I loved you even while I was with Clara. I never stopped, not once. I gave your sister a chance because it kept me close to you, to your family, a family that used to be mine too. I asked your parents to let me go so I could be with her instead of admitting the truth, that it was always you I wanted.” I didn’t know what to say to that. Loving my family’s killer or falling for the man who once belonged to my sister, neither option felt like something I could live with. Both felt like betrayal in their own way.