Can Men Fall In Love At First Sight Novels & Stories

My mouth widened, and my eyes flickered continually. "I don't believe in love at first sight, but you changed my mentality when I met you in Italy. The way you smiled gave my heart its first fluttering wave. Your beauty shines more than the stars. We met coincidentally for the first time in Italy, but after seeing you in England, I believe it's fate. Please, be mine," he professed, locking eyes with me.

Patting the back of her head, Daniel said, "hey kid. There's nothing you can't fall in love with. If you can fall in love with someone just by watching them on TV, then the whole world is full of promiscuous scums and men." "Why are you so angry?" Stroking the back of her head in pain, murmured "I fell in love with him at the first sight. That's too much? You just knew sister Sonia and got married in such a short time. Don't you love her at first sight? " The words were like adding fuel to the fire.

"I doubt very much that he's not caring about what you feel.” I got exasperated. "I didn't fall in love, Beatrice. I don't even know this guy. Today was our first and last meeting. I'm sorry it was so easy. "I gestured with my hands. "I'm just sorry. That's the truth. You can't fall in love with someone like that out of the blue.” Beatrice smiled. "Love at first sight.” I rolled my eyes. "That doesn't exist.”

Completely confused, I asked, "What? What do you mean? My song is about falling in love." "At first sight," Smaller Goon said, rolling his eyes, "It's stupid. Humans are all pretty stupid if you ask me. I'm Dorney. He's Gus. There's some names for you." Where had they gotten the impression my song was about sex? Or lust even? 'Love at the First Sight' was literally about falling in love with someone who was right for you based on instincts rather than a fated mate bond.

He must be delusional! “Mizuki, don’t you think it’s too soon for you to like me?” I asked him nervously. “I mean, we haven’t really known each other that much.” “Will you be able to ask me the same question if I tell you that I fell in love with you at first sight?” He asked me back. Love at first sight… He suddenly let go of me and turned me around to face him. He held me on both sides of my shoulders before staring directly into my eyes. For sure, he's going to do it. That magical thing that official couples do and I'm not yet ready for it!

But through the corner of my eyes, I could still see him staring at me. He better not be falling for me at first sight ‘cos that’s what men says. Jared still occupied my heart, it’s really not easy to totally forget my first love. ******* To Be Continued

“Damned if I know what that meant, but Pierre fell hard and fast. They married a couple of months later, after Alice had convalesced enough to walk down the aisle without aid.” “Oh, what a beautiful story.” Cindy smiled mistily and Gerard rolled his eyes. “ How like a woman to find it romantic,” he scoffed. “You don’t think it’s romantic?” “I think that Pierre just liked feeling needed and enjoyed the idea of having someone almost totally dependent on him. It happens! The love may have come later but initially, in my opinion, that’s all it was. Men tend to like it when women arouse our protective instincts; it makes us feel heroic.”

The way he looks at her like he wants her, and the indirect naughty talks, those were signs, right? "Don't fool yourself, Sheila, he can't possibly like you already just in three days." She told herself, diffusing the tiny hope she had earlier. Besides, he was married. Now, thinking back at the emotion she had seen in his eyes earlier that day when he spoke about his dead wife whom she had never known there was, or heard of to Chairman Chan, she could tell that he wasn't yet over her. "Give it all up already, Sheila, you just might not be his type." Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice Zoey rushing towards her with arms spread wide until she enveloped her in a tight hug.

Then I saw him. A tall, broad-shouldered man in a black shirt and dark pants stood at the end of a corridor. His face was partially obscured by the angle of the mirrors, but I could see his strong jaw and dark eyes. He was watching me. When our eyes met in the reflection, he smiled — slow, confident, knowing. I turned the corner to get a better look, but he was gone.

The older man arches his brow, intrigued, "And how exactly will this benefit us?" "Pardon me, but this is not about us, it has never been," Ryan inhales deeply, his heart racing…from the depths of his soul, "It is about love. It has always been about love. Love is too sacred to be reduced to a mere physical appearance. We cannot compromise on love. Not now, not ever." "Hmm," the ravenette gentleman scoots forward, eyes flashing with curiosity, "Without profile pictures, how will they match, though?"