Forced To Love Novels & Stories

She had no idea what to do whenever Cammy gets a new boyfriend,she never lied to herself that it’s okay,her heart was always stuck on hold not knowing what to do. She can’t possibly love alone. … But she had no choice. Feelings can’t be forced. She prayed to the heavens to grant her wish desperately. But it seems the heavens are blind to her struggles and deaf to her calls for help. One day… Maybe one day They would finally hear her pleas. Quote for this episode: ‘’True love comes naturally, it’s never forced. Go where you’re wanted, love should never be forced.”

Tristan said and Nico flinched in pain when Tristan’s claws went even deeper. “Tristan,” Rose said in panic. “You are killing him. Stop it! He doesn’t deserve to die only because he didn’t want me!” and her eyes became watery. “You can’t force love, you know?” and her voice was begging him to let Nico go. From behind Zoey was watching and realizing something , she approached him and hugged him from behind, placing her head on his back to make him calm. “Rose is right, Tristan. “Love cannot be forced, love cannot be coaxed and teased. It comes out of heaven, unasked and unsought. ( Pearl S. Buck)” and she hugged his wolf and held him tight.

or a guy who made rejection his ego problem. i don,t get why men don,t understand love can,t be forced you have to earn it and you have to also tolerate rejection if they don,t accept you " justin said . "that is the thing which i also understand after she came in my life justin .....but you are right love can,t be forced and we have to be ready to accept rejection if we love someone i am glad Allah gave me the chance to have her in right way ."

I said while waving my hand, embarrassed to face the young man with his hard body exposed to me. "My name is Marcus. For the sake of saving my life I vow my whole life to protect you." I gasped, did I save anyone? "... it doesn't have to be... you saved me earlier... it's not worth it." I'm getting more and more confused, this guy doesn't need to follow me all my life, right? "He belongs to the bloodline of the purebred wolf, if he is saved by someone, the family of the wolf shall follow as master. Ah, I'm Joanna Clinton, you can call me Joan."

I sit and hold the papers. Everything going around in my head. They have all admitted they love me. They are trying to make me see that. “Do you love me, though?” I look up and watch their shocked looks. “I was forced on you guys. You had no choice.” I walked away and came back, but they didn’t get a choice.

He looked down at me with something that resembled affection;like he was actually in love with me. The crowd cheered on But we both knew the truth. There had been no proposal. It wasn't a fairytale story like they'd all believed. I had no choice. This was just a contract. A family debt paid with a daughter. His thumb moved slightly against my back, almost soothing to anyone watching, I felt like a lock clicking shut. I stopped breathing. He turned to me fully now, guiding my body with his arm so I had no choice but to face him too. The movement was smooth,

Could not force everyone to choose existence. Some beings would always prefer nothing. Would always choose void. Would always remain emptiness. And that was their right. Their choice. Their decision. She could only offer the option. Only demonstrate the beauty. Only prove through living that something was worthwhile. The rest was up to them. Up to their choice. Up to their decision. She made peace with that. Made peace with limitations. Made peace with the reality that love could not force. Could not compel. Could not require. Love could only offer. Only invite. Only welcome.

Perhaps it really was love. The kind of love that was not about possession. The kind that wasn’t forced. Because true love— Wasn’t that about wanting someone to choose you? To love you back—for who you were—and not because you were forcing them into a life they never wanted? I winced. Even in my own mind, the thought sounded pathetic. I turned the water colder, bracing against the icy sting. My arousal throbbed against my palm, desperate for relief, but I ignored them.

she swallows hard—“I still don’t regret the decision that cost me my wolf.” I nod, understanding perfectly. “I want you to have your wolf back too, Jasmine. But you can’t force love. Remember the clause in the black magic ritual—you have to fall in love naturally, and be loved back equally. You can choose someone, but it won’t be real if it’s forced. True love finds you when you least expect it.”

“Rip is a great man. A man that I know I’ll be able to be with forever without our love fading. That’s what everyone hopes for, even when they say they don’t.” “Did my father?” he whispered. I met his eyes as I nodded. “Yes. He just didn’t know how to go about it. Somewhere, someone failed him, and he thought force equaled love, but it doesn’t. When you force someone to be with you, it leads to resentment. It leads to heartbreak. If you’re serious about truly loving someone and having them love you in return, you don’t have to force it. Real love fits together like pieces of a puzzle, and trust me, I understand how hard it can be, sorting through the pieces, but when all of the pieces are pu