Find Love In Hopeless Place Novels & Stories

“I don’t know. I know what the loneliness of being alone feels like. I had it for over 100 years. It was terrible. But, having my mate in front of me every day and knowing that he chooses not to claim me is also terrible.” “Then maybe it’s better if I never find my Sunshine. At least then, I’ll have hope, hope that if I did find her that she’d want me.” “You can’t think that way, Cal. Look at your mother, your father, Tana and Cedric. They are all incredibly happy. Don’t turn away from love because of me. I’m the exception, not the rule.” I can feel the air move as he shrugs. “It doesn’t matter anyway. I can’t find her.”

Nasa likod siya ng sasakyan at hinihintay na ma-drop sa entrance ng hotel kung saan gaganapin ang engagement party ng mama niya at ang bagong fiance nito. Kinuha ni Liv ang cellphone niya mula sa bag at tinawagan si Madeleine. "Hello?" "This is your fault. I shouldn't have let you convince me to come here," bungad niya dito. Narinig niya ang mahina nitong tawa sa kabilang linya. "This is not fun. I'm going home," anunsiyo niya. "I'm already inside the hotel, by the entrance," sagot nito.

Well those are absolute lies. Everyone of us is fit to be loved... No matter our stories, our past or our present... Love is never impossible for anyone, we just have to look closely to find it... Who knows, it might just be an apartment away from you... My name is Bliss Carnap and this is where I drop my pen! . THE END

I hoped to find the perfect outfit to dazzle everyone at the event, something that would reflect my personality and newfound confidence. . As I pulled into my driveway, I caught sight of a young couple across the street, lost in each other’s embrace, sharing a tender kiss under the soft glow of a streetlamp. A pang of longing shot through me, sharper than I expected. I wanted that—someone to love me fully, someone who could open my heart and help erase the pain Maxwell had caused. The way they looked at each other, so blissfully unaware of the world around them, made me ache for that connection.

I giggle as he lands in front of me. I waited for him to come back up, but he didn't. I look around just as I get lifted up in the air to be thrown once again. When I get back above the water, I giggle as I look at him. He swims up to me. His arms go around me. I wrap my arms around his neck. He takes a deep breath. "I love this. Being here with you makes me forget about the problems I have back home. Here, the only thing I have to worry about is you." I give him a warm smile. "Yeah, I know the feeling," I mumble. He sighs.

Whoever had broken her, he wanted to destroy. He studied her face , The defiance in her jaw, the sadness hiding behind her bravado. And he wondered, who hurt her so deeply that she stopped believing in love altogether? He knew love existed. Rare, fragile, but real. And somehow, he wanted her to see that to feel it again. Because the moment he saw her, he knew: she was it. The worst part? The bastard who shattered her her fiancé worked with his company. A partner. So he listened. Not as a friend. Not even as a stranger. But as a man who knew he was falling into dangerous territory.

I handled data instead and focused on staying healthy until I gave birth. For the next two to three months, Edwin and the others tried desperately to reach me. But I had joined a top-secret government project. Without my permission, no one could contact me. It wasn't until after I gave birth that I heard from a friend what Edwin had done. He'd gone crazy, trying to track down every friend I had, just to find a way to reach me. But I felt nothing. Maybe Edwin really did love me. But from the moment he got close to me for Kelsey's sake and used me, that love was already tainted.

But it had become a mirror—every silence, every quiet corner, just reflected the chaos in her heart. “Why does love always end with heartbreak?” she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible over the rain. She came to this place—north of Vancouver—to run from the pain. Two months ago, her fiancé, Oasis Gramper, died of lung cancer. He was the man who had made her believe love could be kind, love could be safe. Their meeting had been serendipitous: both seeking solace, both running from ghosts. Their time together was short, but meaningful. He had proposed under a field of stars, his eyes filled with hope and trembling promises. She said yes.

Aster witnessed everything and felt a sharp pain in his heart. He was certainly a lot worse compared to Castor. He wasn't as honest, as passionate, or as deeply in love with Carina as Castor was. Aster suddenly felt very helpless. Still, he decided to call out to Carina. "Carina! I've finally found you!" Carina turned around on instinct and saw Aster standing next to some flower pots, looking like a beggar. Sheila piped up at once. "That man has been waiting there for three days and nights. He insisted that he wouldn't leave until he saw you."

he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. Tears welled in my eyes, not of sadness, but of an overwhelming joy. “And you’re mine,” I replied, my voice barely audible. In that moment, surrounded by the muted chatter of the fundraiser and the gentle strum of a guitar, our love felt like a tangible force, a glowing ember at the heart of our shared existence. It was a love that was both exhilarating and grounding, a wild, beautiful thing that had found its perfect, peaceful harbor in each other. The world outside our bubble of shared emotion faded away, leaving only the undeniable truth of our connection, a truth that felt as solid and as unwavering as the earth beneath us. We were the perfect