Books About Love Novels & Stories

Asked a lady "Me? Uhmm...yes. Books on marriage" "Which one in particular? "How to get your husband to love and touch you" "We have books related to that. You may sit over there while I get them for you" "Really? Thank you ma'am. Dear Gavin, I'm coming for you and trust me... you're gonna love me. If love fails... you won't be able to resist my body and also stay without feeling my body" "Ma'am..here are the books. I hope you'll find what you're looking for" said the lady.

"So what do you suggest we do? I mean about mating and all of this." "Well have you ever read about dating before in any of the books from before?" I nod my head fast because that is part of what made me want to find love. My grandparents showed me what love is and the books I read made me see that there are many different types of relationships but that love is the most important part of what makes the couple happy. "I have! Plus my grandparents were together before the illness so they loved each other. They were an amazing example of what love is." A smile lights up his face and I feel myself blush a little at how gorgeous he is when he smiles.

Sal couldn't keep the billions of thoughts coursing through his head from crashing against each other like immense waves of the Pacific contending for the most superior. What if he had come to kill his mum? He could do that in mere seconds. Or maybe he really did have a loved one, but was meeting him or rather, bumping into him a coincidence? Besides his aura was too noxious for him to love or have a family. How could he be capable of loving when he'd literally machinated with other sick fellows into making Sal blow off a part of Future Tech?

Keith asked nervously. The librarian, a middle-aged woman with kind eyes and a warm smile, looked at Keith sympathetically. "Of course, dear. We have a whole section on romance and relationships. Let me show you." Keith followed the librarian to the section of the library dedicated to books on relationships. He felt overwhelmed by the sheer number of books on the shelves, but the librarian quickly found a book and handed it to him. "Here you go, dear. This book is called 'The Art of Wooing: A Guide to Winning a Woman's Heart.' It's one of our most popular titles in this section. I'm sure you'll find some helpful tips in there," she said with a reassuring smile.

Anything else. That’s when I remember the library book I should’ve returned weeks ago. The librarian’s probably going to bite my head off—but honestly? I don’t care. I’ve read that book so many times, I could quote it in my sleep. The romance between the Prince of England and the American president’s son… what started as hate turned into something powerful, something unstoppable. A love so intense, not even the gods could break them apart. I dream of a love like that. But in my messy little life, it feels impossible.

She whispered, this time in a much lighter tone. “You sure? But you are married to Raph” I asked, playing along with her games. “I don't love him,” she confessed. “ I decided to marry Raph because he is kind and he was the only channel I had to be with you, my love. You are the prize worth fighting for,” her gaze still fixed on mine as she leaned closer. “I love you and will fight the whole world to keep you,” she confessed again, anticipating a response. “I love you too,” I replied

Moreover, he despised my job. "So what, Hannah? I just made a mistake that every successful man would make. Besides, nothing is going on between me and her. In love, men are always doing subtraction, while women do addition. With your lovesick brain, I doubt you'll be able to survive without me!" I would admit that I was lovesick if loving someone and giving someone everything counted as one. However, I had never forgotten to love and enhance myself while loving Samuel. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the achievements I had today.

The current me was undesirable for any man, and my heart ached terribly. Still, I could not understand why Reynold kept me around even though he did not love me. He could have just told me, and we would have divorced. Yet, not only did he take away my ability to have children, but he even cheated and betrayed me, In the end, I didn't visit the doctor. Instead, I went home alone. The mansion was the home Reynold and I purchased when we got married, back when his career was just starting to take off. I could still remember us lying in bed, talking about the future. We had dreamed of having two kids—a boy and a girl—a perfect family of four.

I feared that I would cry because of the thousands of pains caused by their love for each other. I know that they really love each other. I know that their love for each other is for eternity, and I know that he doesn't love me and only wants me for pleasure. But is it really appropriate for them to show me in front of us, that they love each other? That no matter what trials come, nothing can stop the love they feel for each other?

I just realized it when I rejected him. Honestly, I don't know why I feel this way for him, why I keep missing him without any reason, why he managed to mess up my system when we were together. Why does my heart beat so fast whenever we are together, why do I feel like butterflies in my stomach whenever we kiss or hold hands, why do I feel like I'm floating in the air whenever he hugs me, but I just pretend to be angry to hide my true feelings? Why do I feel irritated whenever I see him, when now I see him smile, which is slowly replacing my anger? Aren't these all signs of being in love?