I Don T Need Love Novels & Stories

It wasn’t loyalty. It wasn’t kindness. It wasn’t morality. It didn’t matter. All I needed was one crack. One soft place in this house of monsters. Because I wasn’t done playing him. I wasn’t done negotiating. And I wasn’t done fighting. Not today. Not ever.

"I know he hasn’t come. He’s tired of me. He's tired of my sickness. He doesn’t want me anymore." Jennifer tightened her grip around Emily’s hands. "Sweetheart, don’t say that." "But it’s the truth, Mom. I can see it. He despises me. He doesn’t value me anymore. I'm sure he's regretting ever having me as his daughter." "No, Emily. You are worth everything. You are loved. You are important to me. You are important to us. Daddy loves and cares about you." Jennifer said, and Emily sighed, twirling her face toward the ceiling. "You can't keep on defending him, Mom. If he truly cares, where is he? I just wish to be free from this sickness so he could love and value me."

The black SUV drove on. [I mean, am I the only one who thinks the heroine is kind of a hypocrite? She keeps saying she doesn’t care about money, but the second someone takes away the phone bought with that “dirty money,” she loses it. And who curses their own mother for being unable to have children?]

Can we forget about the divorce? Carter was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected that from Misty. If she had confessed her love for him in the past, he would have been overjoyed—perhaps even moved to tears. But now, after his patience had worn thin, all he felt was a faint sadness. He looked at her and asked, "Do you love me? What about Zach?" Misty froze, unable to respond. A flicker of disdain flashed across Carter's eyes. "Misty Lawrence, a heart has no room for two."

"I love you why can't you understand that " "And I don't love you! I don't want to spend my life with a person like you" "once I change you'll yearn to see the old me" ~ All the characters, their behaviours are my imaginations. Any resemblance to an actual person, the event is purely coincidental.

“You’ve been my strength all these years. Finding true love cannot be guaranteed. Unrequited love is indispensable. True love cannot be defined, but when it happens, it flows effortlessly with no need of stressing or forcing yourself to get attention from the other party.” “So sweetheart. Pursue your dreams and wait for the right one to come. But if it don’t eventually come. Then know it wasn’t meant to be. I only hope you don’t end up bitter like me.” At the word ‘bitter’, she released her from the hug and spoke into her eyes. “I know you’ll find your better half soon. I’m sure you would.” “Thanks mum.” They hugged once more briefly and afterwards washed the dishes before departing to their

Doon lang ito napatingin sa kanya. "Oh, it was not a request, darling," sabi nito. "I know. And I'm telling you now, that I'm not interested. So if I were you, maghanap ka nalang ng iba, because never in a thousand years would I walk you down any fucking aisle," sabi niya dito. "Why not try your personal assistant?" "Olivia - " "Kung wala ka namang iba pang pakay, aalis na ako."

I held my boba milk tea, watched the harmonious scene, and smiled gently. There is so much genuine love in this world, we really don't need to waste our time on insincere people.

It's why I tore down her claim when she said she loved Ryan. Love is an illusion. A facade. An emotion people use blindly. And I don't believe in it. Who needs love when you've got passion? When you've got desire? When you've got lust? That's why I'm here with her right now. I crave her like a starving man craves food. I yearn for her, burn for her. And I don't think I'll ever get over her. Which is why I need her to sign that form and understand that she's mine alone.

“You’re nothing to me now.” A tear spills down her cheek. “You can’t do that. You wouldn’t. You need me—” “I don’t,” I cut her off. “I don’t need you. I never did. I was just too blind to see it.” She leans forward, her voice low, pleading. “Please. Don’t do this. I love you.” “No, you don’t,” I reply. “You love control. You love being the center of everything. But you don’t love me. If you did, you wouldn’t have lied to me. You wouldn’t have ruined people’s lives.”