I Will Never Be Loved Novels & Stories

I asked,I didn't know why but I was desperate to make my self feel better but unknown to me,I was about hurting myself. " I will never love you"

Katherine clung to me tightly, tears streaming down her face as she shook her head. "No, Grayson, I won't break up with you. I can't be without you!" I let out a bitter laugh. "You should be happy. No one will bother you anymore. You'll finally be free." Her tears flowed endlessly as she pleaded. "No, I was wrong, Grayson. Please, let's not break up. I won't ever accuse you of controlling me again. I won't contact Leslie anymore. Just give me one more chance, I'm begging you!"

I say when he lifts me in his arms and start to walk with me over to the door again. The love I feel for this man and our children is everything to me, all this time we wasted on being angry and hurt means nothing anymore all we have is here and now. At one point I could have done anything to be free from this mate bond now I will do everything I can to cherish it and our time together, the love we share, and our future! He is just perfect my mate! THE END

All my life I had never really been loved. People always said things like— Don’t beg for love. Don’t be desperate. Go where you’re loved. I let out a weak breath. Where was that? Because it wasn’t here. And it wasn’t back home there either. My hands slowly dropped from my face. My eyes burned. At this point, it felt like maybe I just wasn’t someone people could love. Maybe this was how it was always going to be. Maybe this is just who I am to people. Someone they choose only when they have no one else.

Awareness of never being loved was a woodpecker knocking tiny holes into my soul. "Val." Aiden's voice made me angry at my own self. I shook my head while tears rolled down my cheeks. The awareness of never being loved for my own self smashed me into smithereens. Whatever I thought I felt or knew disappeared in a flash. The tremor of the truth left, dissolving in the ground leaving me empty and more alone than before.

Because I still love him regardless I watch him pass me by everyday I stay to see him look my way But he never does Just because He does not love me I am sadden by the very thought That he will never be mine Because there is someone else more beautiful in his life He does not love me Thus why do I still care? Because I still love him regardless I should stop this love sick melody Stop singing the same old sad love song For I know that he will never love me But why does it feel right if it is wrong? He does not love me I am merely someone he knows but does not care for So why do I still love him? I do not know But I will still love him regardless I know I can't stop this feeling but still I c

Am I a music and movie watcher on the plan I don't even know yet? I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die alone, I don't want to become a memory with no chance of being remembered by anyone. I don't want to die without finding love yet, without finding out what it would feel like to love so hopelessly, to feel like you can give your life for someone, an unselfish kind of love where their is nobody being used for another person's gain. I guess I'll never experience that because my life is about to be cut short by the gallows.

I couldn’t cry out, I couldn’t let them hear me break. If they saw how dirty and broken I truly was, they would never want to be near me again. “I can be loved too…” I whispered desperately, clutching my chest as if I could hold my fracturing heart together. But even as the words left my lips, my mind rejected them. *You can never be loved, Aiden. Your mother is right. Nobody loves you. Not even the boy you’re in love with feels the same way.* I shook my head violently, hot tears streaming down my face like sweat. “Stop,” I whispered hoarsely.

Sins I must bear—sins I can never forget. It was excruciating. I should have never done those things to her. Lenka had always been kindhearted, and I… I loved her. Her determination and gentleness had always pushed me to protect her, yet in the end, I was the one who hurt her. When we were still lovers, I could remember her smile. The way we communicated—limited to her written words and my voice. She never complained, but I wanted to do what was best for her—to make sure she didn’t have to spend so much time writing and flipping through pages.

"I know Zachary Wilson you don't have any family and that's why you will not understand our pain but mark my words one day, one day you will cry over your destiny. You'll never get the love in your life. Never. A person like you don't deserve to be loved." Love? And then it hit me. I am in love with her. I didn't knew how to react. Should I be happy for this or cry over my f*cking Destiny? I will never get the love in return and now I don't want that too. I only want her happiness and if her happiness is in anything but me then I am ready to stay away from her, forever. F*ck. I really love her. Please September, survive this for me and I promise I will fade from your life. From now on, Zacha