Book Love Without Fear Novels & Stories

"Because I am afraid, Liora, I am afraid, I am afraid to love him, afraid to be loved, afraid to be happy, afraid of everything, everything, everything, I am afraid he will leave, that he will abandon me, that he will forget me, the way Sabrina abandoned me, forgot me, the way Viviane abandoned me, forgot me, the way my father lied to me, hid from me, betrayed me, the way all those who should have loved me, protected me, defended me, didn't, left, fled, abandoned, let go, forgot, everything, everything, everything, I am afraid, Liora, I am afraid of suffering, afraid of being hurt, afraid of being destroyed, afraid of losing what I have, what I built, what I earned, what I stole, what I took

Throat tight. “I’m scared,” I admitted. “If I give it back… will everything go away? The way they want me? Will I go back to being… invisible?” She took the book and pen gently. Looked at me—really looked. “Everything the book gave you that was not yours will fade,” she said softly. “But what was always yours… stays.” I didn’t understand. But I handed it over anyway. The next morning, I woke up and reached between my legs.

Their souls seemed to transcend every barrier, reaching the she-wolf they She smiled faintly at them. This was something they would never possess. They held absolute power in their hands and lived in the lap of luxury, yet they could never again touch that warmth they once knew. Remorse would haunt them for the rest of their lives, plunging them into daily cycles of agony and relentless torment. They would never find happiness again. They had lost their love. They had lost Serena. For all the days of their lives, they would never again know a single moment of joy.

If it was impossible in reality, then I would settle for this. “This was the right choice.” I breathed out. I didn't know what the hell I had to repeat, or why it didn't feel as convincing but I pushed away those thoughts. This was the only logical conclusion. Dropping my phone, I stood up, rearranging the mess my table had become when my gaze landed on one of the pages, stopping me short. A line on one of the reading materials. ‘Men go to far greater lengths to avoid what they fear than to obtain what they desire. —Dan Brown.’

I saw his coldness, his control issues, his emotional barriers,and cared for him anyway. Perhaps even because of them . "I'm afraid," I confessed, the admission barely audible. "Of course you are," Sophia said, a hint of her former spirit flashing in her eyes. "Love without fear isn't love at all, it's complacency. Real love terrifies because it matters." Before I could respond, the door opened, and Damien entered. The sight of him,impeccably dressed as always, but with shadows under his eyes and tension in every line of his body ,made my heart stutter painfully.

"I'm not waiting for you to be fixed. I'm not tolerating you until you're easier to love. I'm choosing you, every messy, complicated, beautiful piece of you." Tears burned her eyes. "I don't know how to do this. How to be in love without being afraid." "I don't think the fear goes away entirely," Ethan said softly. "Love is always a risk. But it's supposed to be the good kind of fear—the leap-off-a-cliff, trust-you-can-fly kind. Not the walk-on-eggshells, wait-for-the-hit kind. You know the difference now. Your body knows the difference."

So why did something like that happen at the most disadvantageous time? Because he had not been able to build the perfect secure space for it, he placed it among the ordinary books in hope of it going unnoticed. However, when he ran his fingers through the row of books, he could not feel that one book which was supposed to be there. His heartbeat immediately accelerated, it’s the equivalent of losing your phone in the modern day. Someone like hom who was mostly cold headed suddenly became anxious, out of all things in the world, it was one of the few things he absolutely could not let go because the consequence of misuse of the book could lead to a terrible disaster.

At first , her hand forms a circle and then a triangle – her mouth vomit words that none of us understand. “Who are you and what do you think you are doing?!” Andrew asks again , before raising to his feet. However , the woman continues to ignore him and chant. “This is your last warning to speak –“ Britney and I , watch in absolute horror as a small wave of some sort emits from her hands which begins to float towards us. Andrew is the first to come into contact with it , and this making him fall to the fall with a heavy thud. I rise from my bed , watching as Britney also fall unconscious by it’s touch – my sudden movement earns me a growl from the wolf. I start backing away , trying my har

In that sorrowful moment, he knew that his loss would be eternal. Forever. ****** The book ends here officially. The second book is up. You can check it on my profile. LUST: FAINTEST SHADE OF LOVE. It was a mind-blowing journey for me and all of us. Hope to see you guys on first page of second book. I love you all.