Fall In Love With A Scientist Novels & Stories

“It's hard to believe, I know, but I did tell you I've never felt this way towards any woman before. I grew up in an era where it was sacred to remain chaste till you are married, so, I never got intimate with any woman. Ever since I became a vampire, I often wondered if there was a positive side to my predicament and the only positive thing I could think about, was falling in love. But after a century, I started to wonder if it would ever happen, until I met you. Then, everything changed. I started to feel things I'd never felt before and I just knew that it had to be you.” “You're in love with me?” I asked. “I adore you, I want to protect you, I don't want to ever see you get hurt, I think

“Please wait for a while. The result might come after 12 to 24 hours, depending on the drug that is mixed with the liquid.” It’s long. “Okay, thank you for your help,” Althea said instead of pressuring the pharmaceutical scientist. “It’s nothing.” He laughed. “I am Chaos' trusted pharmaceutical scientist after all.” Chaos. The name of Tyler’s organization. It was the name that his mother came up with, and he didn’t change it until now. It was a perfect name for Victoria. She was beautiful chaos. “Then I’ll put my trust in you too.” Althea softly smiled. “Please do your best.”

“But I’m weird in a sexy way, right?” “Oh, for sure.” I run my hands through his hair. As much as I want to go whale watching, snuggling in bed while he rubs my back is tempting too. “And you can lie and tell me I am.” “I always knew I’d end up with someone who loved robot fights, computer codes, and cats.” “Damn. You set the bar high.” Jim laughs and nuzzles his head in between my breasts. Shit. I think he’s going to want to have sex. I don’t understand how he has the stamina for it all the time. I love him with all my heart, but I’m tired, dammit.

“Well, think about it rationally. Have you ever heard of someone being salty and still able to be in love?” Heph wipes a few symbols from the board and writes something else. “No. It doesn’t happen. Love isn’t just a chemical, dear girl. It causes a physical reaction that is the opposite of salt. Salt may be a neutral compound, but it has a bitter taste. It destroys love. Chemistry isn’t my strong suit, but even I know that. You need something to strengthen your compound… like… I don’t know… gallium, I guess? Small particles of it. Ever heard the expression, ‘make him melt in your hands’?”

“That’s not true, Scarlett. I swear I didn’t sleep with you because of that damn bet. I won’t deny it started that way, but—” She slaps me again, harder than before. My cheek burns, but I force myself to take it. It’s nothing compared to the pain she must have felt. “At what point during your little game did you supposedly fall in love with me?” she demands. “It wasn’t ‘supposedly.’ I really did fall for you. Once I actually got to know you—once I spent real time with you—I realized how amazing you were. That’s when I stopped caring about the bet.”

Aiden's POV I finished my breakfast and waited for that sexy beast in my study room. "Sexy beast..." I smirked. Yes..... She is sexy with her firm perfect sized breast and her curvy body. she is too hot with her perfect shape and bewitching face . she makes me hard every time I see her. I am not in love with that asshole but she sexually attracted me and that's the reason i always hurt her to have a distance with her. cring cring...cring cring.....

Yes, I found him attractive. Yes, I knew that the feeling wasn’t reciprocated in any real way. Yes, I was extremely annoyed that I’d been daydreaming about him non-stop these last few weeks. Perhaps this was a crush? Love was basically a disease, anyway. Research has proven that people falling in love had a marked drop in serotonin levels, similar to those with OCD’s. So, I probably needed therapy, and let me tell you, there was no way I was going for any more of that.

“I just wanted to show you how world-class scientists like you should have fun.” "All right, we'll go there now," muttered Harso, "but next week I'll show you how world-class scientists like myself have fun!" "Wow, we're still not a hundred yards outside of CERN, and you dare ask me out?" exclaimed Bianca. "I like your style!" Harso didn't answer. He just pressed the gas pedal. *** FIN

Is it love or science? My chest tightens. "He knew. Before they were even together. He knew Mom carried the marker." "But he loved her anyway," Lucian points out. "Look at the next entry." Day 215: I don't care about the research anymore. I don't care about the marker. Evelyn is everything. If we have a daughter, I'll protect her. Hide the research. Make sure no one can use her the way they want to use my findings. "He chose love over science," I say softly.

Her fingers hovered. Then she wrote: Regret doesn’t love me back. She tied the scroll to a paper lantern, and together they lifted it into the night air. Their lantern drifted higher than the rest, flickering like a second moon. --- Rain came suddenly, scattering the crowd. Albert grabbed her hand, pulling her under a willow tree at the edge of the festival. They laughed as thunder rumbled overhead, droplets streaking down their faces. “You again,” she said, brushing wet hair from her brow. “Always in the right place when the sky breaks.”