I Will Never Be Loved Novels & Stories

I keep running, my footsteps echoing loudly in the quiet street. The tears won’t stop. They keep falling, hot and endless, blinding me as I run without knowing where I’m going. I finally stop at the corner, gripping a street pole to keep myself from collapsing. A broken sob escapes my lips. Everything Blake said. Everything my mother said. Everything Virelle said. They were all right. I slide down slowly, my back against the cold metal, my body shaking as the truth settles in. I was never loved. I was never chosen.

That I’d meet somebody like you, And I Never dreamed That I’d lose somebody like you What a wicked game to play To make me feel this way What a wicked thing to do To make me dream of you “It is not like you are not lovable or I don't want to love you. It is just I can’t love you or I don’t know how to love you. I never experienced love so I don’t think that I will ever be able to love anyone. I am just incapable of love or to be loved,” Nicolas murmured in a cold and upset tone. Then looking at Daisy, he mumbled again, “It is just I didn’t want to hurt you so I didn’t lie to you. But seeing you upset, I am regretting my decision.

I was never wanted. I was never loved. And the person who could’ve made it better left me behind the second I ruined her night. I sit there until the ache inside me numbs into something cold and quiet, until even the storm dies down, and all that’s left is silence. Heavy, empty, endless silence.

I shout back "What the fuck is your issue , Amari " he stands up as well "You are my fucking problem" I screech throwing my hands in the air in defeat "How am I the problem, all I ever did was try to love you. I even tried to look past your fucking condition because I loved you " he says running his hand through his hair. I scoff in utter disabelief "Why don't you get it I can never love you . My heart belongs to someone else " I yell whilst pointing at him

There were countless beautiful girls in the world—fair-skinned, lovely-faced. Aria’s body, however, was covered in burn scars. No man would love that. They’d only feel disgusted. This world was just that cruel. Love was built on money and beauty. That so-called Platonic love? Total bullshit. After everything she had been through, Aria had already seen through it all. “But Aria, I want to marry him.” “Marry?” “I want a wedding. I want to adopt a child. Just the three of us—we could still be happy.” Philip’s face lit up with hope.

It’s been 4 days since I stayed with River. And every single day has been filled with so much love and happiness that it doesn’t even make sense. How could this beautiful woman make me, someone who has admittedly never been in love, feel how I’m feeling. I didn’t think something this wonderful could ever happen for me. Her smile brightens my day, her laugh makes my chest warm, her kisses make my skin tingle. And I know that as soon as she leaves I will inevitably be heartbroken. And after my heart gets broken by her, I don’t think I’ll ever be the same.

“Let’s sit around, Waiting for the sun to rise Let’s sit around, Waiting for the moon to fall By the water As it glistens You could listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears But remember that I love you, I will forever No matter what happens, To me or you We’ll be together Through the years So as you cry Please listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears”

“Everything changed because of me.” My chest hurt instantly. “Don’t say that,” I said firmly. “I mean it, Ava—” “No,” I interrupted immediately. “You are my sister. Nothing about you is a burden to me.” Lina looked down quietly. “You almost died,” I continued softly. “If I had lost you, I would never forgive myself.” Tears filled Lina’s eyes immediately. “I love you,” she whispered. I smiled through my own tears. “I love you too.” The makeup artist sighed dramatically beside me.

For all the things I'll never have. I cry until there are no tears left, one hand pressed to my belly, feeling the baby move inside me. "I'm sorry," I whisper. "I'm sorry your father and I couldn't make it work. But I promise you—you'll be loved. So loved. Even if we can't love each other."

“I left becαuse I wαs scαred you’d never love me the sαme αgαin. And I wαs right.” “Don’t twist this. I’ve αlwαys loved you. I αlwαys will. But I will never αpprove of this relαtionship. Never.” “Then thαt’s on you‚” I sαid‚ my voice thick. “Becαuse I’m not giving him up.” “You don’t know whαt you’re doing. You think this is love‚ but it’s not. It’s obsession. It’s lust.”