Books Unconditional Love Novels & Stories

she protested weakly, "I do not wish to marry him. I do not love him." "Love is a luxury that few can afford, child," Aunt Mary replied, her lips thinning. "You will marry the Duke and you will learn to be a good wife to him. You do not have a choice." Rose felt a chill run down her spine. Her aunt was not one to make idle threats, and she knew that she would have to obey her wishes, no matter how much it pained her.

"Like-like she actually believed I belonged to her. To them. I never knew that they felt that way." "Of course, you belonged to them." Noah rubbed his hand up and down my back, making a shushing noise. "Just because you don't say the words, just because it might not look like what other people consider family, it doesn't mean there isn't love. It doesn't mean that-" He broke off. "They loved you, Alison. You have to believe that. I know I do."

When that moment comes along, it doesn’t matter whether or not everything is perfect; because that moment is perfect for them. It’s enough for them. It fills a space inside of them that needs nothing but to be filled. It’s the most precious gift of all. It’s unconditional. It doesn’t ask for anything in return; it doesn’t care about your money or your title or your fame. If you love that person, then yes, you belong with them. If you don’t, then let’s face it; you have no business being with them. True love is worth fighting for.

"You're still beautiful, inside and out. You're smile is so perfect that I can't resist. Your eyes always view things beautifully. Do you still remember what I've promised you before I flew abroad?" Rovi is sitting next to Grace, holding each other's hands, Grace glanced at him and smiled. He looked at her but the way she glanced made him feel a bit weird. He chuckled. "Don't look at me that way." he joked on but she didn't stopped. "Well, even if you look at me that way every day, I promise that even if it makes me nervous I'll still love you and this love here in my heart for you will always exist, forever."

“We were together for 5 goddamn years and we have lived together for 4 of them, I did your laundry paid your bills and you couldn’t even give me a heads up before you humped her in the back of the car that I paid the EMI for” “See I have no time for this crap, I have a news story. Do you wanna report it or not?” “What’s the story?” “You know that secret club that breaks off couples?” “It’s not a club it’s an agency that helps you get over breakups or helps you to UNlove someone, I did a story on them, remember?” “Ya, the UN-Love agency or whatever, one of their members has been exposed” “How do you know they are part of the agency none of their members ever reveal their identity”

Shoulders straight, tie loosened, his expression tired but still sharp enough to make me weak. Then his eyes landed on me. On the roses. On the wine. He froze. The silence stretched, unbearable, while his gaze darkened, sweeping over me in the red dress, my curves outlined under the dim light. “Lara,” his voice came low, rougher than usual. “What is this?” I stood on trembling legs, forcing myself forward. “It’s… for you,” I whispered. His eyes narrowed, unreadable. “For me?” “Yes.” My hands clutched the hem of my dress. “I… I couldn’t hold it in anymore.” My voice cracked, but I pushed through. “Aiden, I love you.”

“Benedict, after everything you’ve just said, you still won’t admit it? “You’re in love with Sansa. “Even though Grandpa arranged it… even though you see her as vain and clingy… even though you think today’s engagement party was a trap to force you into marrying her… even though you claim she’s the last person you could ever want… “You still love her.” Benedict loosened his fist in silence, looking like a prisoner who had been sentenced to death. He hung his head for a long moment before finally admitting, “Yes, I’m in love with Sansa. Hopelessly, desperately in love. So I’m begging you—let her go.”

He turned to me and said, "We've run out of rubbers and lube at home, go buy me a couple of boxes. While you're at it, fill the tub with hot water. Nina wants to take a hot bath when she reaches home." Just as he was about to leave, he remembered something. "Oh, and you're not allowed to sleep before we come back. Await your orders like a good little housekeeper," he said coldly. It sounded like a warning. I left the room and strolled down the street in a daze. Our memories from the past flooded my mind. Henry and I had been in love for three years. He had promised to marry me after graduating from university. However, before graduation, I broke up with him for his best friend, who came from

Otis's appetite was insatiable. Every single day, no matter the place, no matter the time—urgent or not, he just wouldn't stop. Eventually, he couldn't take it anymore. He dropped out of school. Then he asked me to do the same. At first, I refused. I wasn't about to throw my whole life away just for a relationship. Not finishing college in this day and age—how humiliating would that be? Then he handed me a black card. There were two million dollars on it.

*Love is love, even if it is illicit Like light remains light, even in the darkness* - - - THE END “Dear beloved readers, This is as far as my bus takes me, but I hope the journey of ‘Uthando Olungekho Emthethweni’ (Illicit Love) will stay with you forever. Thank you for embracing Jordan and Amahle’s story, a testament to the transformative power of true love. Stay tuned for more heart-wrenching tales from my pen. Warm regards, Authoress Tanny Bae Contact: +263 71 784 3487 / +263 78 622 0043