Confused In Love Novels & Stories

Valentine I guess that kiss was the only thing I badly needed to get out of this quicksand. Or maybe not. To be honest I'm already freaking out knowing that I never wanted it but maybe it turns out that I needed it. It felt really great and somehow weird maybe too much for enlightenment. Oh fuck, am I gay? I'm still confused, I mean I can see it clearly, though I'm afraid there's still this blurry part that I cannot see no matter how I'm eager.

“I look at you and I feel… something. I don’t know what it is. Anger. Familiarity. Confusion. All of it. Or maybe none of it. I don’t know.” I stepped toward him. Just one step. Enough to see the faint tremble in his fingers. “Adrian,” I whispered, “I’m not here to trick you. I’m here because I love you. Because you loved me. You’re allowed to be confused. But you’re not allowed to let them decide your truth.” His eyes flicked back to mine. Something flashed there. Pain. Fear. Recognition. All tangled and messy. “You keep saying you love me,” he said. “But I don’t remember loving you.”

The seed of doubt Morgan had planted had grown into a twisted vine, choking the fragile connection they’d built. Her fingers brushed against the wedding band on the nightstand. It gleamed under the dim light, a stark reminder of the life they had pretended to share. She had grown to love him, despite the arrangement, despite the walls he had built around himself. But love wasn’t enough when there was no trust. The sound of the front door opening broke her thoughts. Heavy footsteps echoed down the hallway, growing louder as they approached the bedroom. Lisa stiffened, her heart pounding. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 ? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 ? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓 ? 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 🤭

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

She wanted to be careful next time, but it seemed her heart was already crossing the line for this new guy. She had the feeling that he might not be with her for long since the other guys left. She also was worried having found out that she was a werewolf. Could he be OK with that? Since he was from the palace he could be a werewolf too, which would just make a perfect couple. She smiled sheepishly at her thoughts. She raised her head and realized she had long strayed from the path to her house. " funny!". She started walking back. She was in love again. Perhaps just love at first sight.

"I'm sure you two can solve this situation if you talk right. Maybe he may be confused by the way everything took, but if he really feels something for you, then it won't end like that.” I swallowed it dry. It wouldn't be good to mention that maybe I didn't want anything to be solved myself. Because Fred might have expected me to be like any young and passionate woman. But I wasn't. I didn't know what I really felt, if it was really love, but I didn't want to give it up either. The way he made me feel. "I'm confused, mom," I confessed again. "As long as I don't solve this mess inside my head, I'll never be able to make anything else work. Fred doesn't deserve someone like me.

He was just stunned as he followed his wife who was currently crawling towards Bon, who still had a trace of concern for him. Wait, what do I feel now? why am I like this? have you forgotten that you can't love him? You can't fall in love with that girl. You will only use him, so that you can overcome everything you plan and not to deceive him. Adante's whisper in his mind. At that moment, he didn't realize that one of his eyes was crying, so he was shocked when he realized the tears in his eyes. What is this? are you crying, Adante? are you crying for him? you're crazy Hold yourself back because it's not part of what you're planning to happen. Again sailing it in his mind.

Stavros said giving me a wide smile. -"You!...How...how did you find me?" Ι mumbled. He looked at me playfully. Something about his manner flattered and excited me but I couldn't pinpoint what it was. His looks, his confidence... his whole being were so charming to me! The only thing I was sure of was that its existence didn't leave me indifferent. But I was in love with George. Right? Then why I felt that way for this stranger? What was wrong with me? I couldn't let him affect me that much! It was inappropriate! Immoral! Down with me!

In Cynthia's there was a pool of joy, as her plan had stood, yes I tricked him again, and it works, but… I have to make some quick decisions now, before I get hurt, he may not fall for all my traps, and he may later change and let me go. I know it will be hard for him to decide against me, because he loves me, but…time changes just with a tick of seconds. That same day at night, the two lovers are already in bed, about to sleep, then Cynthia calls on Richard, baby, are you sure you love me? She asked. Hmm, what is it again? This question sounds scary to me.