Do Believe In Love Novels & Stories

“This is love, believe it or not.” And I did. I really did.

She replied. "What do you mean by that?" She tilted her head at him and observed him. He seemed really interested in her reply, he had not even touched his food. "I do not believe in love. It is a fantasy we tell kids because they are gullible. In the real world, love is just a term people use to manipulate those others." She took her glass of water and drank it. "So, what do you believe in?" "Am I supposed to say Jesus or destiny?" "I don't know, it is up to you. I am just curious about you." The corners of his lips quirked up in amusement.

It can't be! He just trusts me even though he knows I am on his enemy's side. “Ahh!” I lower my head spontaneously. Once again, I can't believe what I am seeing now. This man is really very stupid or... Sigh, It's impossible for him to love me, it's impossible. I only know that people who are in love are stupid, even though there is a lot of evidence of the crimes of the people they love, they will still insist on believing. It sucks.

He said, and I shrugged; I knew what he was up to. “I understand what you mean, but can I ask you something just out of the ordinary?” Yes, sure, you can ask me anything. He said as he drove at a moderate speed. “Do you believe in love?” “No, I can’t say that I believe in love or anything else; there is no power in love, and when you show someone how weak you can be, they can use that against you. I just believe in finding something that makes you happy and working with that for the rest of your life.”

I couldn’t believe what I heard, it can’t be, he didn’t say that right? Adrian didn’t say he love me did he? “I really do, I can’t continue lying to myself, saying that it’s not possible and I need to stop believing that I am not capable of loving because right now I do, I love you,” he added, as if reading the doubt in my eyes.

He kept his hands deep in his pockets and began jingling his keys in the right one. "Why do you believe in HIM?" he asked. "Because HE believes in me." Her response sounded too cocky that he scoffed. "Yeah, right." "A few days ago, my mom explained God to me like this," — she ignored his remark — "She said, ‘the world refuses to believe there's a God, but they believe in love. And love is an emotion we can't see, touch, but only feel. If we can believe so much in love, why not in God?" She checked his face to see if he was listening, then stopped walking.

That's why I will never fall in love. "What is love? It is an illusion in itself. There is nothing like love in this world. I could have never guessed that you believe in love. Love is just physical attraction. The needs and hormones that our body has created. That's it" she said and I was shocked. She doesn't believe in love, and that's not good for my plan. I have to make her fall for me and I can't if she thinks like this. "So you have never fallen in love with anyone?" I asked carefully.

Chapter 71 Annalisa I used to believe love could fix anything. Like, if you loved someone hard enough, deep enough, then the bad things—like the pain, the fear, the doubt wouldn’t matter anymore. That they would just…disappear. Like magic. But love doesn’t fix everything. At least for me.

“You of all people should already know that. I am just simply reminding.” For a long time I have known him, there were only a few times I have seen Amadeo this serious. And as always, I do not know how to react or respond. Love. It’s silly how I believed in those things before. Do I trust myself? That question is not necessary anymore. I have lost the faith in anyone and anything a long time ago. Even myself.

Madame James double-checked. “Just because you’re dating his son?” Michael added. Nyla stared at them, as confused as they were. “Yes?” “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve heard! It’s only natural to develop feelings for someone you see every day, especially if they help out and care for you. It’s even natural to develop feelings for a person you help! I mean, look at Carter and how he loved you!” Madame James slammed her teacup into its saucer emphatically.