As If Love Doesn't Exist Novels & Stories

Mikhail looked up at her as his one hand cupped her cheek and the other travelled down to release the knot of the scarf around her waist. "Love doesn't exist" Her eyes pricked with tears when he said that. "Love doesn't exist?" She mumbled. He nodded, knowing he just broke her heart. She is the girl for whom love is everything and he is the man who doesn't believe in love. "Right, Amore!" He removed the cloth from her waist and she looked around and panicked when he started removing her bottom too. "We are in a public place." She pleaded. "I know you don't trust me, wife!"

"Do you remember the first day we met?" Brian asked, staring into her eyes. Gabrielle nodded with a smile. "I fell in love with you that day, but I felt we will never be together. Mike was very smart and intelligent. He figured out I'm in love with you and called me dateless love." "Dateless as in timeless?" "He meant I would never date you. You are beyond my league." "I never knew how much I loved you until I watched the cops take you away. My heart broke into pieces. I cried, but you didn't notice.

"Yes! Abd I hate the fact that I ever know a scoundrel like you. You've only just hated me from the first day you met me so how can you love me now.?" "Helena please believe me..I really love you..." "Oh really?"Davis cut in and I turned back to see him behind me. He chuckled ."you don't hurt a person you love by demeaning them.." "Shut your mouth..." "He's saying the truth."Helena said and I sighed. She looked away. "Helena,"I held her face and peered into her deep brown eyes."Am not playing with you..I really love you.. please believe me..abd give me a chance." She nodded and pulled down my hands. "Helena.."

For another man. Her father may not be the bestest husband in the planet, but she knew that her father loved her mother dearly. Na kahit pa sa huling hininga nito ay hinahanap-hanap pa rin nito ang ina niya. She had asked her father how and why he still loved her mother that way. His answer baffled her. He said it was because he promised to love her mother until the day he dies. She honestly thought it was bullshit. How can you love someone who was unfaithful to you? Worse, how can you love someone who was not in love with you? "It's happening in a month. And I want you to walk me down the aisle," patuloy nito habang patuloy na nakatuon ang atensiyon nito sa pagkain nito.

Every bit of your effort is in vain. But on the contrary, you think it's your fault, that you didn't try hard enough. For two years, I've been convinced that Jacob loves me. It's just that he can't communicate. It wasn't until I saw "Love of My Life" that I realized how ridiculous I had been for two years. It's not that he can't love, it's just that he doesn't want to love me. I mentioned the breakup with Jacob. He opened his mouth and ultimately did not say a single word.

They say distance is a test of how far love can go but what if there is no love in the first place… “I will book two tickets. We both can go today.” He said, and I stepped back. “Three!” Ayesha said, holding my hand. “Two!” He said and walked outside. They say the worst thing about distance is we don’t know whether they miss you or forget you but what if they don’t even give a sign that they feel your presence even after looking at you everyday… I walked inside Ayesha’s room and whispered ‘Good night’ placing a small peck on her forehead and walked outside.

Yet, when he thought about it now, it shocked him to see how cold and calculating that was. He had never believed in the concept of love at first sight, except maybe for his parents. It didn't seem logical to him. People met, and if they were attracted to each other, had similar interests and enjoyed everything from barbecue to sex, there was a real basis for a relationship. But not this, where his heart was engaged almost from the beginning. Where he was so besotted with a woman he hated to ever let her out of his sight.

Some endings didn't require words. Only presence. Only love. Only hope. And somewhere beyond grief... Beyond vengeance... Beyond the shadows of Genesis... A new story quietly began. Not one about survival. Not one about revenge. But one about healing. About family. About choosing love over fear. Again. And again. And always. The End.

The delivery-app price war ended up being the smoking gun that proved my husband was cheating. A man who drank nothing but premium craft coffee somehow had a Dunkin’ iced coffee bag sitting in his car. After catching me staring at it, he explained, “The new receptionist at work gave it to me. She said there was some promotion going on and the drinks were ridiculously cheap, so she bought too many and offered me one. I only accepted it because I didn’t want to be rude.” I looked at him with amusement. “Is she pretty?” Hearing the sarcasm in my voice, Carter Freeman snapped. It was out of character. “If you’re going to keep acting jealous for no reason, get out of my car!” It seemed that

"Did you come all the way here just to lecture me?" "It's just that… You said you care about him, but have you put money where your mouth is? You don't even act like you care. All of his gifts make it irrefutable: he loves you," she replied. "Do you know just how much he's changed for you? He's not even like himself anymore."