Conscious Loving Novels & Stories

he stopped for a second and chuckled lightly. His eyes focused entirely on the little girl on his lap. "It's like out of nowhere, we would just find ourselves believing in things we never really gave a single fuck to begin with. We become people who are more accepting, especially of the flaws that the people we love have. We feel complete just to stand by their side."

All I could feel was love. Loving is seeing the flaws, knowing the mood swings, appreciating the imperfections but most of all it's about recognizing the filthy dark parts of the heart and still wanting to treasure it. He was my miracle. He was my wishbone. He was my saviour. Quite literally, actually. Seeing the look of pure primal love in my eyes, Colton questioned. "What are you thinking about?" "You. Always." Colton grinned, coming closer to me. "You are absolutely breathtaking, every part of you is perfect. And I want to spend eternity proving this to you."

pray it's really coming true the True Alpha and the Turned one oh the stories I heard as a child. The doctor looks so excited and he smiling and dancing now oh the joy you two will bring to our world. He stops and grabs her hands you must protect your child at all cost if the legend is true you and your family and children will bring peace to all of us. Tam stands up from the chair wait you belive I am the True Alpha and and he falls back down in the chair. It explains everything your connection too her while she was still human. Why you could never touch another female it all makes since. You two are meant to be its been told for thousands of years. I know I heard the stories as a child. S

"I can say the same about you." Loving a woman did not mean possessing her. Instead, it was adoration, respect, and understanding. It was never blindly giving her the best every single time. Panting heavily, Noah felt like punching Joseph. Who cared for Chloe then? Joseph? The man who had failed in his relationship with her? "Noah!" Desmond rebuked.

James stood silently, trying to process Abraham's words. "James, understand that sometimes the true act of love is to give up that which we most desire. If you insist on keeping Meg by your side, without being able to offer her a future, you will end up suffocating her. It's not fair to her, or to you, or with Angelina," Abraham explained, approaching the boy with empathy and understanding. "I don't know what to do." "Do what is right."

Jace articulated, his voice a reflection of the uncharted emotional territory they navigated. Marvis, her countenance radiating with unyielding love, mirrored his sentiments with quiet affirmation. "Jace, our unanticipated love signifies the triumph of understanding and empathy—a testament to the transformative potency of unspoken longing and shared vulnerability." Their tender exchange unfolded against the backdrop of the evolving tapestry of their shared emotions, intertwining with the echoes of unyielding love and unfaltering companionship.

Derek stared at Nirvana in disbelief while Nirvana still continued laughing in a weird way. “Do you even know what it means for someone to be your lover?” She raised a brow at Derek, her words were met with silence but she continued anyway. “You would be in the mood for them every time and talk to them no matter how busy you are. You would cherish their friendship and respect their mind. You would desire their mere presence and provide a safe haven, with or without action; they will always feel chosen and bask in your adoration. Most of all, you would cherish their heart.

she asked, her voice gentle but probing. Amara swallowed, tears threatening to spill. “I do. I think I do.” Mrs. Collins stepped closer, placing a hand over her daughter’s. “Amara, love is brave. But it’s also wise. It’s not just about passion, or the thrill of being wanted, or the comfort of a ring on your finger. It’s about knowing that the person beside you will hold your heart with care, that they will stand with you through storms, that they will honor the trust you give them even when the world tries to tear it apart.”

So, this is me, even if it hurts, I’m still pushing it through. True love, in my opinion, is characterized by an openness to one's expression. People who love from a place of freedom do so without requiring anything from the people they love. When you're free, you're not limited by thoughts of scarcity or inadequacy; you're confident in your self-worth. Because you have no expectations, you don't have to worry about how things will turn out. In that, we are completely at ease when expressing our love.

"LOVE IS BIOCHEMICAL RESPONSE OPTIMIZING REPRODUCTION AND SOCIAL COHESION. EMERGENT PROPERTY OF CONSCIOUSNESS EVOLUTION." "That's the technical definition," Luna said, tears streaming down her face. "Here's the real one: Love is choosing to suffer for someone else's happiness. It's irrational, illogical, and more powerful than any force in existence. I love Theo across infinite distance. That love keeps him sane while he holds seven realities together. Can you calculate that?" "ATTEMPTING QUANTIFICATION—" The Architect's form flickered. "RESULTS INCONCLUSIVE. EMOTIONAL STATES DEMONSTRATE UNEXPECTED COMPLEXITY."