Don't Be In Love Novels & Stories

Lilly put. " She sure is," Gina added laughing. I'm not in love So don't forget it It's just a silly phase I'm going through And just because I call you up Don't get me wrong, Don't think you've got it made I'm not in love I'm not in love like to see you But then again That doesn't mean you mean that much to me So if I call you Don't make a fuss Don't tell your friends about "the two of us" I'm not in love, no no,

My best friend and her boyfriend started a couples' vlog channel together, and it recently went viral online. I immediately followed it, watching every single upload. Yet, I couldn't shake the feeling that her blurred-out boyfriend acted suspiciously like my husband. When I mentioned it to her, she just flicked my forehead. "Girl, you're so crazy in love that you see your husband everywhere! Keep this up, and I'm gonna start getting jealous!" Blushing, I rubbed my head and quickly changed the subject. That was until my husband's company retreat, where I dragged Barbara Moore along to keep me company. Out of nowhere, our flight back suffered a severe emergency. Flight attendants handed

Mike laughed out loudly. "I encouraged her to meet you earlier, boy, stop dreaming. She won't come after you," Mike continued laughing. "You can never date her. She is beyond your league. Your love for her is dateless! Please stay away from her. Just one word from me, she would hate you forever. If you value the 'hi' and 'hello' you are getting from her, please maintain it," Mike warned. "Dateless love can also mean love without an expiry date. Mark my word today," Brian said and walked swiftly away.

"Why aren't you home yet? I brought you those sweets you like." He didn't even realize I had been missing for over thirty hours. I lied without missing a beat. "I’m working late at the office. I won’t be back tonight." Damian didn't push. He sighed, his tone shifting into a calm, matter-of-fact arrangement: "Don't overwork yourself. Sophia needs someone around her 24/7 right now, so it’s probably better you’re not home anyway—keeps you two from getting into it again. Once this chaos settles, I’ll make sure to spend some real time with you."

“No, Rosie, it’s not what you think. I don’t love her. I never did. “I swear, I’ll cut ties with Lana right now. I’ll never contact her again. “I promise we can go back! Start over.” Mark continued. “Please, just give me another chance. If you come back with me, we can get married tomorrow. I don’t care that you’ve already been married. I love you.” I yanked my hand from his grasp, saying coldly. “But I care, Mark. In fact, I think you’re disgusting. “I’m glad I didn’t marry you. And I never will.” My words struck him like thunder. He stood there, frozen in disbelief.

"Can't you just forgive me?" I dropped the playful tone and said seriously, "I've never blamed you. But you need to understand, we can't go back to the way things were." The love was real. The misunderstandings were real. But the hurt and bitterness were real too. Jasper's obsession with me had almost crossed a line. My friends and classmates knew, but I, the person involved, was completely oblivious. It wasn't that I was dull; it was that at the time, my heart was entirely given to Byron. I never looked anywhere else.

I couldn't help myself. -"I.....I..... don't know what...to say....please father don't cry...I cannot see you like this" -"We....we lost them all........"I said amid tears. -"Father I really don't care as long as we love each other. I have you and you have me. Right?" -"But honey.... how are you supposed to get married without dowry?" -"You know father I have something to tell you too....I am in love with a man. A noble man. And he loves me too. I am sure that the lack of dowry won't be a problem to him"

She married him to save her father's life. He married her to settle a debt. Neither of them expected to fall in love. Isabella Romano never wanted this life. She grew up watching her father drown in debts he couldn't repay, surrounded by men who smiled while they threatened. She wanted freedom — a future she chose for herself. Instead, she got a wedding dress, a stranger's ring, and a debt paid in full through her own hand in marriage. Dante Moretti is the coldest don their world has ever feared. He took control of his family's empire at twenty-three and buried his heart alongside the woman he lost. To him, Isabella isn't a wife. She's a payment. A term in a contract he never wanted to

"Of course I still love you, but that's not the point." "You think too much. Here's a naked woman two inches from you, someone you just admitted that you love, and you won't take her to the bedroom and make love to her." "She's got a point." 'Not helping!' "That's the idea." "Danni, come on," he said.

“ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ