Books Unconditional Love Novels & Stories

The Connel from Vienna was gone. “I loved you,” she whispered. He met her eyes. “You know your problem? That word you keep using- ‘love’, I'm certain you don't know the meaning. You've never felt what it's like to be loved so how do you know how to love?” Tori felt shattered. “They'll escort you out.” Connel said, leaving the guest lounge. His shoulder squared like a man who had certainly cleaned the house. Tori was gone. But peace was a lie.

The song ‘Unconditionally’ by Katy Perry began playing and Scarlett’s eyes widened looking into Elijah’s cerulean blue ones. “I never knew you could be so romantic…” She teased as he cupped her waist pulling her close, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders looking up into his eyes. “Anything for my girl.” He said, this song was the closest thing he could find to show how he felt about her. Their foreheads touched as they began swaying to the music, Scarlett closed her eyes letting the lyrics sink in. Her heart was racing at their proximity and his touch. This felt like heaven on earth. Memories flashing through her mind. Elijah. The boy who could have any woman and did, fell in love and

I will not lie that it was smooth , no, it was tough. Very tough, very deep, very disheartening for me. I had so many sleepless nights, nuseau, fever, loneliness and even more . I was all alone through out the pregnàncy. No physical, emotional, social, financial support from anyone. I had no one to lean on, to cry too besides God. , What I didn't know was that he was going through tuff times of no employment, he had been bedridden for months. Life was basically unfortunate for him . I felt unloved, uncared for, I was so lonely. At 7months he contacted me and we met. That's when he narrated to him what was happening in his life. , all he was going through. We cried together and from that t

—No friend, don't worry. "Easy friend, this birthday will be special" I wink at her and she smiles. We went to his apartment, as we were entering the building I sent a message to the boys. We went up to the third floor, Ana when she opened the door, she brought her hands to her mouth and covered it because of the image she was seeing. There was a banner on the wall with a phrase> Being an idiot, I hadn't realized that I want to ...! Be my girlfriend! Do you accept? <.

The exact words Don himself had called me on numerous occasions and I had run into my room crying every single time. “Sometimes when guys are in love, they don’t know how to express or accept it. That is the reason he was bullying you, he didn’t know how to express his love for you so that was the only way”. “There was no way Don was in love with me, it could never be” I said, assuring myself that Charles hadn’t been there when we were kids so he wouldn’t understand. “I’ll be going to my room, I need to have my bath and cool my head”

"The room is soundproof for reasons like this. Be as loud as you want, baby. No one will hear you." He thrusts sharply, causing a loud moan to escape as my eyes roll back. His pace was almost painful. I kiss him roughly just as my orgasm rips through me. My legs start to feel like jelly. He releases a soft moan as he slows his pace. I lay my head on his shoulder as I pant aggressively. "I love you," I breathe. He kisses my shoulder blade. "I don't have a problem giving you another lesson on what's yours if you would like?" I let out a small chuckle.

Counseling wasn't my thing, so I poured it all into this book instead. This story is a mix of real-life vibes and make-believe, exploring all kinds of love—whether it’s the love for a parent, a sibling, a friend, or even the complicated, sometimes obsessive kind. What I've realized is that no type of love is superior; they all just... are. And while love can push us to do crazy things, it's not a free pass to mess up and just expect forgiveness. That kind of forgiveness, the kind that really matters, comes from a higher place. I hope my book helps you sort out your own feelings, find some peace, or maybe even close a chapter that's been open too long. Thanks for diving into this journey with

I flashed a bitter smile. “Only you can tell whether you will love someone or not. It is your decision, not them. Loving someone doesn’t mean that the person should love you back. Don’t you know that?” Gunther talked in a tranquil voice. “Loving someone unconditionally without requiring them to love you back is pure fondness.” My eyes draw back to him slowly, as my hand ran on my cheek to wipe my tears away. “I can’t be his lover, Gun…” I murmured.

Dazed, I stammered, "That's what I meant. You show me in your own way that you love me. So love me, love me like you do, because your love is so beneficial, so benevolent and so unconditional like no other in this world!” Happy as ever, I looked at the couple, who looked at us with extreme surprise. “How long have you been going?” Krystal asked, to which I replied, “It's been almost two hours. I wanted you to hear it from us personally and not from anyone else. We probably owed you more than that."

"Because, you don't know, I realized I was such a bitch, Jenny. You were not there. I'm telling you, I didn't know a bit of what loving someone could feel like. He reminded me when all I was thinking of was finally having a chance to apologize to him." "Yeah, okay, I was not there. But, still, what can you do? What are you 'going' to do? Still you have to work, let go, be happy for what you have at this moment, what you can actually get and not be sad about what has already happened and what you can not get after trying. So, sit here and listen to me-"