Books On Falling In Love Novels & Stories

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He was the ideal man of the people her age at that time! Then as the time pass by and as she spent her time watching over him from the distance, that little admiration turned into another form—the form that is considered one of the most dangerous feeling can one human can possess, as it is blind, and can dull your senses and sometimes can’t detect lies: Love.

She picked it up from his desk knocking a stack of files over in the process, she crouched down to pick them when her eyes fell on a book which had been covered by the files earlier. Rising up to her feet, she placed her laptop back down on the desk staring at the book she was holding which had a red heart shape on the cover, that wasn't what piqued her attention the most.. it was the title.. 'How to make a lady fall for you' Her brows furrowed deeply, why does he even need a book like this? curiously, she flipped through the first page where a green marker ticked out a part titled 'Send her flowers'

The room erupted into a cacophony of beeps and cheers as the baby slid into the world. Maddie felt a rush of relief, followed by a wave of exhaustion. She gazed up at Henry, her eyes filled with tears. "It's a...it's a boy," the doctor announced, holding up the squirming infant. Her gaze drifted to the baby, and she felt her heart overflow with love. But as she reached out to touch her child, the room began to spin. “Maddie? Maddie, stay with us!” The doctor's voice was distant, fading into the darkness.

‘It’s going to be okay, I promise’ she said reassuringly, but I knew it wouldn’t be. I tried to pull myself together, telling myself it was a loveless marriage after all. It was a loveless marriage, but I felt so betrayed and stupid. I felt so angry seeing that girl on top of him, I liked the way his lips felt against mine. I longed to be in his arms all day long, I thought of him every time. I replay the first time he kissed me in my head to remember how good his lips felt against mine. My heart skips a beat whenever I see him. I don’t think this is a loveless marriage anymore. I think I am falling in love with Aaron Carson.

At another point, Sebastian held me against his chest so tightly it almost felt protective. Like he already hated the idea of letting me go. And honestly? That terrified me. Because somewhere between the storm, his kisses, and the way he whispered my name against my skin… I realized I was already falling for him. Hard. Dangerously hard. And judging by the look in Sebastian’s eyes whenever he touched me… He was falling too. Which meant this was no longer just a mistake. It was becoming something far more complicated. Something neither of us would walk away from easily.

Chapter Eight: Book True love isn't buying roses, giving gifts, cuddling or kissing, but it is the feeling that blooms in your heart, it is the longing of being closer to someone, it is the desire to share and understand. People tell me it's the best feeling, but I'm scared I'm going to get trapped.

Curiosity was eating at her. With an effort, she made herself focus on the other titles. He had books on negotiating, battle tactics, history, agriculture…boring. Didn’t the man read any fiction? There was a book on stained glass that looked mildly interesting, but she kept scanning the shelves, hoping for something more enticing. Her search was rewarded. There, right in the middle of his shelves at eye level, was an entire shelf of books devoted to lovemaking. Wiley’s eyes boggled as she read the titles: An Illustrated Guide to the Sensual Arts. A Woman’s Climax. Emotional Need and the Sensual Virgin. There were dozens of titles.

If Book 1 was about discovery—about passion, secrets, and the dangerous thrill of love—then Book 2 is about consequences. Nothing remains untouched. The choices made in the past will echo louder. The love that once felt intoxicating will be tested in ways that hurt deeper than before. Loyalties will crack. Truths long buried will claw their way to the surface. And the kind of love we thought we understood? It will demand more—more sacrifice, more strength, more courage. Book 2 is darker. It’s more intense. It’s more emotional. But it’s also more real.

I blinked twice, searching for the right word to say, as soon as I opened my mouth to say something, he placed his index finger on my lips, "shush, hear me out please, I love you so much, I have always loved you, since the first day of junior high when you bumped into me, spilling ice-cream all over my shirt, I love the way your light brown eyes glow in the sun, I love how you blink 50 zillion times a second, I love how your hair dance on your shoulder, the way you smile, the way you care about others. I don't know why it took me moving out of the country to get the courage to talk to you, still I want you to know that, I love you so much Ava, I can't say the words enough, you don't have to