I'm In Love With Him Novels & Stories

His jaw clenched, and he looked down, visibly wrestling with his own thoughts. “But I feel like I’m failing you. That who I am isn’t enough, that maybe you’d be happier if I changed.” I reached out, my hand finding his, and squeezed it gently. “You’re not failing me, Cole. I fell in love with who you are, not some perfect version of you. Yes, we have problems, big ones. But we can’t keep covering them up or pretending they don’t matter.”

I should feel happy seeing him sad, but I wasn't, I was also as sad. Why do I have to be helplessly inlove with him?

It’s love. A surge of emotions floods through me, threatening to spill over as tears shimmer in my eyes. I cling to him tighter, as if by holding him close, I can somehow prevent the truth from sinking in. But the reality remains, unyielding and undeniable—I have fallen in love with the man who holds me captive.

I don't know if it was all in my head but, I could see it. Maybe I'm just delusional but I'm so in love with this man, I love who I am when im with him.i love that's I'm myself when I'm around him. He doesn't make me feel weird or uncomfortable, I don't have to pretend when im with him, gosh I'm so in love with him im scared for myself at this point.

“I love you, Princesa Kataleya Tamia Rossi, with everything I have, I love you. I didn’t fall in love with you, fuck I crashed and barrelled right into it without realising what these feelings are.” He loves me. My vision blurs as I take a shaky breath. My Enrique loves me. My world acknowledges me.

I can't believe he was trying to make me see that I love Grace, I don't fucking love her, I just want her Her body Love is for the weak

i shows him my another Face which he never seen "Sweet cheecks relax we will talk to Samuel" he understood the situation and m "There's nothing left to talk about him. I want him. I love him. He's only mine. He's only changed me. He's changed my attitude and habits. If he's not with me then i will come to my old personality. I don't care anyone. I love only myself. Yes i am selfish" I screamed Yes!!!!!!he is only mine. I will not let him go

“I love him.” “Excuse me? You fucking what?!” I smile. Simply. “I love him.” She stares at me like I’m a simpleton. Mum stares at me like that, too, and I hate it. I always hate it. “I mean it,” I tell her. “I love him, and he loves me.” “You don’t even know him,” she snaps. “I know enough,” I snapped back. “It’s fate.” “Not those fucking horoscopes again… about fate or Mate.”

I returned my attention to him, watching him intently. He stood up, his figure towering over me while his hand still held onto mine. He paused, his eyes meeting mine. He all of a sudden seemed anxious about something. "Since I met you, our journey has been a rollercoaster ride with many ups and downs. I can't think of anyone I want to spend every moment with. I think about you every day. The more I think about it, the more I realise that..." He paused. "I'm i n love with you." He whispered.

The most beautiful man in the world was there, naked, in front of her, with his gorgeous green eyes locked on her. “I love you…” she started in a trembling tone. “Oh, God… I do… I just love you. And I have been trying not to say it. I’ve been trying so hard to just mash it down and ignore it. I kept telling myself that you are trouble, that you are just like Jared or worse. That I should stay away from you and find someone else. But I know that being with someone else isn’t going to work because I love you. I’m so in love with you. Nix. You’re in me, in every fiber of my being. It’s like I’m infected by you and I just can’t think about anything or anybody. And I can’t go on, I can’t breathe,