Bound To Fall In Love Novels & Stories

I have lost myself in the pleasure of his presence and closed my eyes to feel the moment when I heard something that just tore my eyes with fresh hot tears, "I am sorry, Amara. I am really very sorry. I never meant to hurt you. Yep, it was a plan to become friends with you and seek advantage of your intelligence as you were the God damn topper of the class. It was a plan that I made with my friends but trust me, Falling in love was not a plan. Yes, Amara... I love you. " He chuckled.

Ivy whispered. "Forever," Victor replied. Their hearts beat as one, the world outside fading into the darkness. In that moment, nothing else mattered to Victor but the woman in his arms. He knew the truth would eventually come out, but for now, he would hold onto this blissful feeling of being loved by Ivy. As they sat in silence, basking in the warmth of each other's presence, Victor couldn't help but feel grateful for this stolen moment of happiness. Ivy's love was his sanctuary; her presence was his solace in a world filled with uncertainties. As they gazed out at the twinkling city lights, Victor knew that as long as Ivy was by his side, he was home. In this moment, they were invincible.

He wondered what the trial would feel like, with all the eyes watching him, waiting for him to say what he had to say, to answer whatever questions were thrown at him. Poor Jayden Wells. Shame on him. And how would he explain it? What was the driving force behind his actions? Love. It was all love. Who said pride came before a fall? He was so wrong. The answer had always been love. Love comes before the fall, or love makes you fall. Maybe that’s why you fall in love. Falling in love marks the beginning of the fall of you, and the worst part of that fall is you never know you are falling. You only feel your heart racing and think it is special. You stop thinking. You only know how to do one t

"We're just us. Boring. Uncertain. Maybe not enough." Grayson was quiet. The song continued, other couples around them, the ordinary extraordinary in its persistence. "Then we're just us," he said finally. "Boring. Uncertain. Maybe not enough." He kissed her forehead, brief, barely, the promise that didn't need witness. "But I'm still falling. Tomorrow. The next day. However long it takes to land." "And if there's no landing? If it's just—" She stopped, the fear surfacing. "If it's just falling forever? If that's what love is, what my mother did, what I swore I'd never—"

Everything went by in slow motion, my brain starting to slowly accept the fall. “per auras Fac lento gressu, strato molli subtus.“ A loud female chant broke through the wind’s harsh strokes on my face. “per auras Fac lento gressu, strato molli subtus. per auras Fac lento gressu, strato molli subtus.” The world around me snapped back and I began falling with speed. I shut my eyes as my back hit the ground– no, something soft sucked me in.

The thought of Jonathan dying made me shudder. But if he dies, all of this will be over and I’d be free to be with the one I love… Collins. I tried to console myself with these thoughts but I just couldn’t keep lying to myself. I was still madly in love with Jonathan. Living in the same house as him wasn’t helping anything, I saw him everyday, his scent lingered in the air around me. The way his hands felt when he held me in front of people, I thought I was strong enough to not fall into his temptation….. but I could barely even help myself.

His eyes landed on the massive tattoo on my back,k and I think he knows it too. That ours isn’t just any kind of bond. His hand cupped my face, and I leaned into his touch as he smiled. “I love you,” he said. His voice was so soft and gentle. His words felt like a cool breeze on a sunny day. But the same words made my body heat up, and I found myself blushing. What are a person’s chances of falling in love? In this world I live in, there are almost zero. Even though some find their mates, falling in love isn’t really realistic for them.

I stared at him, enunciating each word, "Damien, we've broken up. Today is your engagement party. Your fiancée is just downstairs, and she's pregnant. How can you be so shameless to say such things?" He was stunned for a moment but quickly regained his composure. He sniffed the scent of my neck and embraced my waist. "Ella, I don't love her. It's you I love! I can hire the best doctors for your mother's illness, just as long as you're with me." He tried to reach his hand under my skirt. I couldn't take it anymore and pushed him away with all my strength. This seemed not to deter him but instead made him more excited. I turned and walked quickly towards the door. Just as I was about to touch

I longed to tell you, to bare my soul and confess the depths of my feelings, but the fear of rejection held me captive. I watched you fall in love with Tenu, your bond, a radiant beacon that illuminates your path. It was a love so pure, so unyielding, and I couldn't help but envy the love that eluded me. My heart ached with the weight of unspoken words, a love unrequited and buried deep within my soul.

But I stayed there. Under the moonlight, staring directly into Cadmus' perfect eyes, I could barely breathe. Ah. So this is love. An uncontrollable feeling of falling. The fear of not knowing when you'll fall to the ground with all your broken bones. Ah. I guess I'm doomed. I'm in love.