I Will Never Be Loved Novels & Stories

Maybe I can, or perhaps I can’t. “You’ll get passed this,” he said, but I only hummed in response, knowing that I will eventually, but I’ll never be the same. Most importantly, I will never love again. I swear it.

When I was younger, I saw my daddy cry And curse at the wind He broke his own heart, and I watched As he tried to reassemble it And my momma swore That she would never let herself forget And that was the day that I promised I'd never sing of love if it did not exist Oh, God. I feel the memories crashing into my mind. On our beautiful days at the rooftop, she brought the guitar I bought for her. She composes songs of love, only for me. Just for me. But darling, you are the only exception You are the only exception… How dare she? Why do I need to suffer again from the past? She left me. She has no right to do this to me. Maybe I know, somewhere deep in my soul That love never lasts

I knew I was like a moth flying toward a flame, yet I charged forward without hesitation. Iris, please don't hate me. I will repent in prison, but my love for you will never die. Wait for me. The one who loves you forever, Ted

I rage further, and my voice cracks at the impact. Ignoring the pain from my stab wound and fresh stitches, I keep talking. “I want to be loved, too, Elias. But it’s not my fault my fucking heart picked people who can never give me that. I’m destined to hurt, and I’ve accepted that. I can’t love you, maybe because you love me. Maybe if you didn’t give a care in the world about me, then my stupid heart would crave you. But right now it doesn’t. And I don’t think it ever will. I’m sorry.” I breathe as my tears start pouring like rain, and Elias stares at me in silence for a few seconds and then…

Well better now than never Maria wasn’t sure if she would ever recover from all these, she loved her husband so much that she would never give me up for anything, she was in the room with her husband’s body lying before her, she was crying and remembering things they shared, how much she wanted him back, but that wouldn’t be possible anymore

I couldn't be more broken when I found out that I've been fooled all this while, thinking that I was being loved by him. I know that this will teach me a lesson not to trust easily in this life. Ever. Don't be confused as to how angry I am right now because it's actually not my fault. Now you guys would want to know me, wouldn't you? Well my name is Nuella, I'm seventeen years old and I'm kind of someone you'll call popular.

He was never like this before. But she missed one thing. Carter, who had lost both parents and risen to become the head of his family and the leader of the Flanagan Group, was never someone to be trifled with. He had tolerated and indulged her for so long out of love. But now that his love was gone, he reverted to his cold and harsh self. "Why can't you give me another chance?" Misty's voice was filled with despair and reluctance. "No matter how I treated you before, you always forgave me. Why can't you forgive me this time?"

I was so shocked and overwhelmed with grief that I couldn’t breathe. However, it wasn’t just Henry’s betrayal that hurt me the most. It was seeing the other two people in the photos—my parents. They had done everything to ensure Issa’s happiness at the expense of my own. Suddenly, it struck me. Every time Henry declared his love for his family during interviews, I used to believe it was his subtle, sincere declaration of love for me. Now, I realized how foolish I had been. He wasn’t just talking about me. He was talking about Issa and their son, Bear, too. That love… It was never mine alone.

That gentle nod brought him extreme happiness, his heart fluttering. In her last life, she sought love from the wrong people but it only brought her pain and suffering. She even thought she deserved it not knowing she was worthy of every wonderful thing in life, even love… Ivan knew she may never love him, but this was fine. He was fine with that. He did not need to be loved by her. It was not something he deserved. Instead, he would give the love he had never given her. And if ever there came a chance, he hoped one day that he could confess his sins and ask for forgiveness…

My smiles never held this kind of happiness, My eyes never showed emotions, I have never been nervous, I've never felt this special, I never knew how love felt like, I've never wanted to be better for someone, I've never craved for someone, Until you..! Until you♥️