Infatuated But Long Term Novels & Stories

Sienna began to look unsure, but she nodded and agreed anyway. “You… let’s say you are not wrong.” I was not wrong. It couldn’t be more obvious. “Sienna, my love, you can appreciate this stage of infatuation and sex. It’s a good break from our usual chain of responsibility and tiring life of privilege.” I said ironically with a smile. “But what you yearn for in him is expected, and it will be intensified over time. I used to be confused about why so, why him, why… I just realized recently that it is because he and men like him represent something I desperately wanted and could not have.”

I said quietly, "even after telling her the truth, I'm still attracted to Sexy Red?" "What you feel for Sexy Red isn't love," he said firmly. "Let me ask you something...you don't know what this Sexy Red looks like, correct?" I nodded. "Correct." "Then what you're experiencing can't be love. It's not even obsession...if it were true obsession, you wouldn't even consider letting her go. What you have is infatuation. Fantasy. You don't know what she looks like, so there's a possibility that when she reveals her face, you may not even feel anything for her."

But she knew she wished for more, long for another reason, as she shook her head. Elvie sat down on the cloud-soft mattress and sighed. Why was she fussing over the fact that he wasn’t in love with her? People had sex without being in love all the time. It wasn’t a prerequisite these days, even for marriage. Lots of people enjoyed a workable marriage, with companionship and mutual respect holding them together. Romantic love didn’t always last, anyway. The limerence period in a new relationship at best lasted two years. After that, the relationship settled into the bonding phase. If it was going to, that was. Zander surely wouldn’t let theirs go on for half so long? It wasn’t as if she was i

I'm in love with her, my body has been burning for her for almost a year, her curves are perfectly sinuous that attract any man, but loving and being in love is completely different and few know how to separate it, love can last a lifetime even between ups and downs lows, passion canburn for a while and one day you wake up, look at the person next to your bed and feel nothing. I know this because all my relationships have been based on it. I don't doubt my brother loves her, he just hasn't stopped talking about Amy all goddamn year, he wants her just like I do, we want her in our bed for a lasting relationship. I always wanted to have a wife and children, but our relationship will be differe

How can I let it slip my mind? "God, I'm married. You can’t be in my life. You are young and immature. This feeling you have on me is just infatuation. It will pass." "Shut up Karthik. I'm not a 13yr old girl to have infatuation. I know what I'm feeling. I want the truth Karthik. Why do I feel like you are lying to get rid of me? What is stopping you from confessing your feelings Karthik?"

A side of him felt alarmed by Isabelle’s explanations and confessions, a selfish side felt excited at the thought of gaining the abilities she mentioned while another side automatically shrank away from the forever thing. The longest relationship he ever had was three months max. And he never needed to break up with any woman he had ever gotten involved with because the chances of ever meeting them again are often dicey. All he had ever needed was goodbye and see you maybe. A promise of forever is alien to him; the very thought terrifies him. For some reason, the mangled corpse of his mother and brothers flashed in his head. He shut his eyes briefly and opened them fast when the shine of mad

Cassian finished his rant, grabbed a glass from the table, and downed it in one go. Every "love at first sight" is just lust. Every "long-term devotion" is just a cost-benefit analysis. There was no such thing as real love.

"What Dion and I had was performance and careful distance and mutual benefit. What you and I have is real partnership and genuine connection, and love that terrifies me with how much I feel it. That's why I bonded with you and not him. Not because of contract timing or strategic planning, but because you're the first person I've ever loved enough to want that permanent mark." Tears burned behind my eyes. "He said when the infatuation burns out, he'll be waiting." "Let him wait. It won't burn out because it's not infatuation. It's love. Real, deep, permanent love." His thumbs brushed away the tears that had escaped despite my best efforts. "And that mark on your throat proves it. Biology does

"She's a counterpart." Victoria's expression stayed the same. Still, something in her changed just a little, almost too subtle to notice, like a room quietly shifting to make space for something that doesn't quite belong. "Meaning," she said. "It means he isn't just infatuated. He's truly aligned with her." I looked her in the eye. "Infatuation fades when things get tough. Alignment stays. She helps him think more clearly. He helps her feel less alone. You can't control that kind of connection, Victoria. It just hides for a while and comes back even stronger."

He’s so genuinely eager to know, it’s like electricity injected straight into my nerve endings. I think about the last few days. The escalating intimacy between us. Yes, Lucien and I are. But. “It goes beyond just sex. Long-term feedings create bonds and tangle lives together. It’s something that is strictly done by people who have deep feelings for each other, or the will to develop them.” Lucien listens intently, eyes never wavering. When he asks, “And you and I don’t?” it’s like a knife skewering my heart.