Romans & histoires Impossible Love Book

Love can't be forced, nor trust. Amelia didn't take any time to answer her. " Yes, I still like him. I thought if I leave and did not see him ever again, those feelings of love would fade eventually, and I will get over him. But the farther I am from him, the more I think about him. I know this wrong, I can't love him, but my heart still wants him. I want freely want to express my feeling and affection to him, and want to tell him how much I love and think of him. But...our love is impossible ", Amelia was expressing her love for him and at the same time discouraging herself.

“She made the right choice though, I would have never —“ “Can we not do this right now?” I breathed. “Sure, um, we can read a book?” Moore waved ‘Me before You’ in my face. “Why is this your favorite book anyway?” Moore quirked up his eyebrow. “Because it is the most realistic love story that I have ever read” I commented sharply. “Not every story ends up happily ever after and with everyone together,” I added and my eyes stung with tears. “Sometimes, there is so much distance, that you can barely breathe. That their presence begins to choke you and love is not enough, because you realize that the noise from outside can overpower the harmony within.”

All the noises of metal and hammer, machines and humans, fire and water, made blood in my veins to run at soaring speed, My life was never easy, I had been struggling to survive right from the childhood. From abused childhood, distraughted teenage and hardworking adulthood. But I had taken them as challenges and faced it with vehement. I thought I had won everything in the world when Jenny came in my life, she came like a fresh air in my suffocating situation, but she broke me beyond repair. Our love was so shallow, that few scars destroyed it. She left me because my face was ruined during one of the mission. When she ran away screaming after she looked at me, she took everything with her, m

One more chapter to go. Dear Reader, As I turn the final page of Perfect Love, I want to express how much your journey alongside these characters has meant to me. This story was about exploring the idea of love in its purest form, amidst the imperfections of life. I hope it inspired you to believe in the beauty of love, even when it’s not perfect. Writing this book allowed me to delve into the intricacies of human emotions, and I’m grateful for every moment you spent with these characters.

Markson, instead of it being the other way around. "Love has a way of making people act foolishly. I can't believe I'm stooping so low because of love," Daniel reflected, releasing a heavy sigh as he got into his car.

Love? She didn’t believe in it. To Imani Kane, love was nothing more than a chemical illusion, endorphins at play. Hormones pretending to be destiny. “It’s just biology,” she said softly, swirling the wine in her glass. “Like a monthly period.” Her tone was calm, almost detached, but her eyes told a different story hollow, distant, yet burning with unspoken pain. “I never understood why poets, actors, or novelists glorify it,” she went on. “As if love is the cure to all misery. But it’s not. Love doesn’t save the world

Readers loved the honesty, the vulnerability, the way Riley and Samuel refused to pretend everything was perfect. "Listen to this review," Sarah said when she visited with Lysander. "This book is a love letter to imperfection. Riley Chen doesn't just tell you about falling in love. She tells you about staying in love when it's hard, when you're tired, when life gets in the way. It's beautiful and real and necessary." "That's a good review," Lysander agreed. "It's a great review." Sarah looked at Riley, who was nursing Selene on the couch. "You did it again. Another bestseller."

“I vow to choose you every day. To listen when I’m scared. To stay when I want to run. To love our daughter the way she deserves—and to love you the way you’ve taught me I can be loved. No more empires. Just this. Just us.” Tears slipped down Emily’s cheeks. “My turn,” she whispered. “I vow to hold your past without fear. To remind you you’re enough—every single day. To build a home with you, not a fortress. To raise our child with laughter and safety and so much love she’ll never doubt it. And to love you… even when you’re impossible.” He laughed softly. “I’m impossible?” “Sometimes.” She kissed his chest. “But you’re mine.” They fell asleep like that—hands linked over her belly, waves whis

And that—that was worse. “Accept my love, Melisa… I don’t even know how to show it right, but teach me,” I whispered. As expected, she shook her head—silent, resistant. She still couldn’t accept my love. God, I sounded fucking desperate… for this little bunny who’s so stubborn it makes me sick. I’m exhausted—bored, even—by her refusal to let me in, by her refusal to see the way I ache for her. Even when I’m a monster… Even when I’ve already given her every broken part of me.

Well those are absolute lies. Everyone of us is fit to be loved... No matter our stories, our past or our present... Love is never impossible for anyone, we just have to look closely to find it... Who knows, it might just be an apartment away from you... My name is Bliss Carnap and this is where I drop my pen! . THE END