Falling Into Love Novels & Stories

'Maybe it's just hiding somewhere. Or gone on a trip to come home. But falling in love is always a pretty crazy thing. It might appear out of the blue and just grab you. Who knows — maybe even tomorrow.' 🌹🌹 I'm Falling In Love With You Ruthless (Part 1) 🌹🌹 "Please my King, I beg you to forgive my foolishness, I'm so sorry for coming into your palace." King Hound begged with everything he has, still holding Ruthless leg tightly.

“Fall In love? What is that?” “Huh? You don’t know it?” I leaned on the sofa. “To fall in love is to have an affection towards someone, When you’re I love with someone, you always make them happy and you also want to always be with them. Just like what we’re doing right now.” Lucifer placed his hand under his chin. “In heaven, we treat each other like our own family. I think I’m in love with them.” “That’s sweet but that’s not what I mean.” I said to him.

How did he fell for a nuisance like Patricia. "Don't you get it? You are the bitch that I have fallen for. I love you! You bitchy, lousy lady. And you are going no where. If you insist on leaving, then return my heart or carry me with you!" Everywhere tranquil. Comprehension set him. Patricia's eyes softened. Was she the bitch he fell in love with? Doubt settled in her eyes. "Did I hear you correctly? You are in love with me?" "Oh fuck! Bitch! You aren't deaf right? It seems possible, considering you are a huge package to handle."

’ Ella said to herself as she tapped herself on the forehead. As she changed into her sleeping clothes, she thought of another part of the conversation that was disturbing her. He had said that he was in love with her! Blake Raymond was in love with Ella. Was this really possible? How could the man who was aloof and polite when he chose to be, fall in love with her? Ella was suddenly startled by a knock on the door. She opened the door and found Blake standing there. He looked different from the man who had earlier barged in hurling insults.

“No, I don’t think so. She could have gotten help anywhere. It was just an added bonus of being with me I guess.” “So what happened?” “I fell in love with her,” I said, dropping her gaze. “I thought it was mutual. We spent all our time together. So much so that my own grades started dropping. I would have done anything for her—she was all I thought about. I was sure we’d get married, live happily ever after like my parents . . .” I trailed off, realizing how much of myself I’d just exposed. But when I lifted my eyes to Hannah’s ready for the judgment there, ready to feel the humiliation sift back through my guts, it didn’t come. Hannah’s face was soft, sympathetic, as if she was hurt for me,

He was the ideal man of the people her age at that time! Then as the time pass by and as she spent her time watching over him from the distance, that little admiration turned into another form—the form that is considered one of the most dangerous feeling can one human can possess, as it is blind, and can dull your senses and sometimes can’t detect lies: Love.

She asks, also quiet. “Only if you believe in me, too.” I press my lips harder onto her, every single sensor going off in my brain simultaneously. It’s almost enough to tell her the truth. To admit there’s more here. That if I had even a shred of confidence, I’d tell her. That I’m falling in love with her, and goddamn, I’m falling hard.

"Decline??...meaning you are falling in love with him??..and can't do without him beside you, like his presence gives you joy and peace making your heart....." "Shut your mouth and get lost!!..love is a mess, it is a weakness and can get you killed, I hate it and of you think I'm falling in love...I don't give a damn since it is your own cross to carry!!!..get off my path!" Ria howled making him smirk..

My heart feels like suddenly held by her hand and she's being careful holding it that it might break if she doesn't. “Me too.” I say. But it seems like I find no more words to say except these two words. Because “me too” feels safer than to say nothing at all. She's my first love. The first girl who ever saw me. The first girl whom I ever kissed so sincerely that I was afraid of ever let go. The first girl who loved me tenderly and without anything in between. It was real. The love between us. And I hope this thing right here with me and her, will never end.

If there’s ever a moment that describes the feeling of want, lust and love, it would be us right now. I was truly entranced. Falling in love can be fun, easy, beautiful and messy. You just need the right person. Who knew, right?