El Amor Es Una Ilusión Novels & Stories

“What’s wrong with you?” For months, things had been perfect—or as close to perfect as they could be. Aurora had started to let her walls down, showing him glimpses of the love he craved. She no longer flinched at his touch, no longer kept a distance. And now, after everything they’d been through, he was letting doubt crawl in and taint what they had built. But Amanda’s words replayed in his mind like a haunting echo. Do you really think she loves you? She’s with her boyfriend Daniel. The name alone burned like acid, fueling an inner conflict he couldn’t shake.

Hay más de un millón de amores that they want to conquer you Que te quieren conquistar Let him go out of your life Deja que se vaya de tu vida That the wounds that this time did you harm and what harm are closed Que se cierren las heridas que esta vez te hicieron mal y que mal (bad and bad) (Mal y que mal) Let it be apart of your story Deja que se aparte de tu historia A stain on your memory of a love that hurt you and how bad Una mancha en tu memoria de un amor que te hizo mal y que mal bad and bad Mal y que mal Bad and bad, he didn't learn to love you, no Mal y que mal no aprendió a quererte no If I risk losing you and you will see Se a arriesgo a perderte y vas a ver What's going to be wr

Ryan said and her eyes widened,she fell from him. Ryan sat up and faced her. "I'm not joking,or am I taking this far? I always think about you even when you're not around,I love it when I'm with you,I dream about you,I always......all these are what people call love right? Or maybe not? I've never felt this way before,honestly" Ryan said and Alice was speechless. "Are you serious? This is not a prank?" She asked. "I won't ever prank a girl about this" Ryan replied and Alice sighed.

“There is no romance.” “Mhm.” “There isn’t.” “You’re blushing.” “I am not.” “You literally are.” I grab a file and throw it lightly at her face. She cackles. “Oh my God,” she laughs, “Anastasia Kingsley is flustered.” “I’m irritated.” “The line between irritation and attraction is very thin.” “Please leave my office.” “Absolutely not.” I groan and lean back in my chair while Emily keeps grinning like an evil matchmaker.

He said with a shaky voice as he took out a remote control from his pocket. " Así es como dices que me amas. Haciéndome sufrir y matándome con tus propias manos? Es eso lo que llamas amor? Torturarme y usarme no es amor, es abuso. Abuso a plena luz del día (So that's how you claim to love me. By making me suffer and killing me with your own hands?. Is that what you call love?. Torturing me and using me isn't love, it's abuse. Abuse in broad daylight)" I spat out again and I instantly felt high electric currents overtake my whole body. My whole body was ablaze.

Jasmine Ito – POV The truth was simple. And that was what made it hurt the most. John was the only man I had ever truly loved. Not admired. Not respected. Not chosen out of duty. Loved. My fingers trembled as I wiped at the tears slipping down my face, but they wouldn’t stop. They came faster now, warmer, heavier—each one carrying a memory I couldn’t outrun. That night. It replayed in fragments. The way his lips found mine—not hesitant, not rushed… just certain. Like he had been waiting for that moment longer than either of us wanted to admit.

“Get out. Before I forget I’m still too weak.” Vanesa stood too, walking closer. “I know you won’t believe me right away. But think about it—he said he loves you, yet he believed the fake video I sent before he believed you. He threw you out, humiliated you, and only came back when it was too late. That’s not love, Evalina. That’s desperation.” Evalina clenched her fists. “You’re just jealous of me. That’s all.” Vanesa smirked. “Maybe. But at least I didn’t lose a child over fake love.”

Horrified, Viso berated His friend and looked at him disdainfully. Evan laughed seeing the aghast look on his friend's face. "I should click a picture of you to keep it as a remembrance. To the day when the Bonkers uttered the word Love for the first time in his life. Magic isn't it?" He chirped while laughing his ass off but the next moment he got serious. As serious as the doctor who came out of an operation theatre to give the news of the death of his patient. "I won't ever ask you to love anyone for real. Love is nothing but an illusion of the world's desires," He said philosophically.

So I tell him the truth. "That whole thing about 'it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all' is bullshit," I admit, my voice raw with emotion. "Believing you have something special and then seeing it disappear in front of your eyes is far worse. If I'm going to end up in a loveless marriage, I'd rather not start off with the illusion that it's more." He seems to understand, nodding slowly. "You won't miss what you never had."

“Say something only Adrian would know.” The illusion smiled. “You’re the woman I love.” Hope shook her head. “That’s not enough.” “I love you.” “Still not enough.” The illusion stepped closer. “You’re my heart.” Hope’s eyes filled with tears. “Adrian would never try to convince me with words.” The illusion stopped. “He would simply stand beside me.” The illusion shattered. Hope closed her eyes. “I’m sorry.” A voice answered from the darkness. “You should not apologize.” Hope opened her eyes.