Infatuated But Long Term Novels & Stories

Marc's words snapped me back to attention, his proposal offering a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos. With renewed determination, I focused on the task at hand, ready to confront whatever challenges lay ahead and emerge victorious, no matter the cost. As I pondered Marc's next move, the increasing sales notifications on my screen only served to reinforce my confidence. "I'm indeed wicked," I thought to myself with a smirk, reveling in the power I held over the company's fortunes. With each passing moment, I grew more impatient for Marc's arrival, my watch serving as a silent reminder of the urgency of our situation. When he finally entered, his polite greeting was met with a cold indifference

She rambled nonsense the entire way, drawing frequent sideways glances from passing gods. “Love is like a man’s… thing. After every release, there’s always a refractory period—you just can’t get it up no matter what. But how long that period lasts depends on the person. For some it’s a day, for others a year, and for some, a lifetime. Whether you’re a real man or completely useless—it’s up to you, haha.”

I can’t wait to smell it as I move inside of her later. Fatima and I have been in a relationship for over a year now, having gotten together because the two of us had unknowingly been attracted to each other for years, but hadn’t done anything about it. It’s not uncommon for wolves to have relationships prior to finding their mates. But the way that I’ve always felt for Fatima was beyond what our typical relationships would allow for. I’ve been in love with her for years. What I hadn’t known was that she felt the same way about me.

We are more likely to have strong sentiments for someone we care about if we have a deep-rooted relationship with them than intense passion or infatuation with them, no matter who it is. But why am I thinking of it? We’re not a real couple who was very much in love with each other. And the love between us is just one-sided. Love that only benefits one party isn't real love. It's excruciating. Awaiting what may or may not come to pass is a futile endeavor. Someone who isn't aware of our presence is the object of our gaze. Being obsessed with someone while they're not even aware of our existence is a form of infatuation. And I denied this love in front of Zero.

Taking a quick look in the rearview mirror, I notice him gazing as I drive away. Would it be so awful? If we’re meant to be together, is it such a bad outcome? Can I trust him? Am I able to see past his womanizer reputation and accept him for who he is? If he should ever dare to betray me, I promise I’ll come back from the grave and make him pay. But what if he isn’t even my destined soulmate? Will I ever be able to move on from this silly crush that has consumed me for seven long years? That’s where those tingles come from - my foolish infatuation that has lasted for far too long. Now I’m overthinking everything. As an alpha female, I know I’ll end up with an alpha male. I need to snap out

Taking in a single sip he was gulping it down his throat when he said in his harsh tone as he was letting her be aware of the bitter reality. While Laraib tightly clenched her lips on that. He was not wrong in saying this. It's been a month since they were married and in that whole month, he never gazed at her attentively. Because he already told her before the marriage that he don't keep any kind of expectation from her. Laraib still knew quite well how hard Wadan tried to make him agree to this marriage. But he wasn't at all ready for this marriage. Even he told Wadan if he kept on forcing him like that then he will finish his long-old friendship with him.

Someone who brings joy and stirs something in your soul… she repeated the words in her head. Does that include the craving? The desire I feel for Phillian? The way my heart races wildly when he’s near? If I hold on to Phillian based solely on these emotions… how long will that happiness last? What if next month, I no longer feel the same? What I’m feeling now… it’s shallow. No matter how intense the attraction is, it’s still surface-level. I can’t possibly build forever on this? This... isn’t love. There is no such thing as forever. None. Zilch. Nada.

--- "I would say it tells me one of love, mixed with the fire of a burning passion." "What's the difference from passion to the fire of a passion?"--- Ethan. I stop for a moment, taking a deep breath after the best answer. "Something that does with extreme intensity is when you are smitten with that person. We identify infatuation through the most clichéd signs like the silly smile when thinking about the person in question. When thinking about the person you don't smile, but you feel your body on fire with desire. Every moment comes down to the complicity they possess, along with moments for chemical memory forever marked by the people in question."

I love how he looks at me with them. "I don't care about the days that pass by. I'm sure of what I feel for you. You're driving me crazy, do you know that? Tell me, Isabella. Why am I becoming like this with you? Why is it deepening?" I couldn't answer because I didn't know either. I didn't know that he would have this effect on me. But is it permanent? Maybe this is just for now, and it will fade away soon. And my only prayer is that we stay like this even for just three months because I know I need to adjust. Alex might like me now, but I don't want to expect that it will deepen.

But it changed nothing. Cori took a minute to gather her thoughts. “That’s a complicated one. Feelings can certainly linger no doubt. But it can be argued if you truly loved someone to begin with, then you wouldn’t fall for someone else.” It probably wasn’t the answer he wanted to hear. It also got Amber to thinking. She and Grayson hadn’t ever been in an actual relationship. Only the last couple weeks of their time together had been good sex, warm feelings, and un-inhibited conversations. Was that really enough time to fall in love? Or had it merely been infatuation and lust? Her feelings for Leo had developed over longer. Had always felt more real and substantiated. Their feelings mutua