Infatuation Unwanted Novels & Stories

Caroline is his first love. At that time, his infidelity was limited because he was bored with his boring life. He was bored with his artist life which was so restraining him that he could never move freely as he pleased. He was rarely seen with Caroline, and he thought it was good at first. But some of his fans have such a brutall attitude, so his fans who didn’t like Caroline immediately attacked her without his knowledge. He then tried to reduce his closeness to Caroline in public so that Caroline would not become a victim of fanaticism in his fans. But that thought actually led to catastrophe because he took his life frustrations out on another woman he didn't love at all.

She walks with grace towards me, taking the seat I offered. “I want you to know that I am sorry I could not tell you about Maverick with our kind it must come from the mate it was not my place to tell you” She apologizes with a regretful expression and I return with a small smile. “I know, I never blamed you” I declare as I sit up straight. Zara stares at me like she has a longing question. Lifting my brow to encourage her to go ahead with it. “Out with it” I insist. She glances down to her feet with hesitation. “Will you marry Maverick or reject him?” She utters with a sadness in her voice. I take a deep breath trying to form the words to tell her. “Zara, I have never known love it was neve

“The last time I saw him… Alpha Kael… his blue eyes stared straight into my soul. I have a huge crush on him, all I want is just for him to look at me… maybe mark me… but that’s never going to happen.” She read it loud and clear, dragging every single word like a blade across my skin. At that moment, I wished the ground would open up and swallow me whole, bury me six feet under, erase me from this nightmare. Gasps erupted like a chain reaction, ripples of shock and disgust spreading through the room. Some covered their mouths, others exchanged whispers, and the rest? They just stared at me like I was filth, like I was nothing but some lovesick fool who deserved this humiliation.

But the sudden feeling went up in smoke as I shrugged the thought away. What was I thinking? I was acting like a fucking sixteen year old who was pining after his crush. It wasn't my first time having sex with a female, so what was it about her? I knew I was definitely not in love with her; I lusted after her body yes, but I was not in love with her. So why did I care so much? Why did it hurt me seeing her with another man, much more my son? Why did the thought of her carrying another man's child irk me so much? I hated this feeling, whatever this was. In that moment I knew what I had to do—I had to get rid of whatever infatuation I felt for Aurelia. I wasn't going to risk my family for the

But hey, if you all believe in their love, that's cool too. TEVIEForever: OMG we need more mods here! All kinds of trolls rolling in UnoCuchono6: Look at them cowering now…she thought she could destroy their love with that pathetic attempt I closed the chatroom, feeling a mixture of frustration and sadness. It was disheartening to see how deeply entrenched the belief in our imaginary romance had become. Their passion wasn’t as unsettling as Linda’s had been, but it was a parasocial nightmare nonetheless.

really cruel ah, even let himself as a shrinking turtle's opportunity, to take back? Desperately trying to convince themselves, do not care anymore, do not love, from then on can escape from this strange circle. In the end, I thought I didn't care, I didn't love it, but I still didn't escape from the circle. It turns out, still mind. It turns out, there, still will hurt. It turns out, the feeling of being infatuated with one person, will always be engraved in the heart. She tilted her head and looked at the ceiling, at this moment, how much I hope, like in the novel, crash, amnesia, from now on, forget.

"I'm sorry if I intrude in your personal space but I didn't smell your scent on him when I hugged him and that could be really dangerous." "Your right," she answered, "But he isn't ready yet." She replied sadly and I frowned. I was happy on the inside and I didn't want her to know about it. She was so stupid to leave such a good looking man unmarked. "I really want him to mark me but I don't know how to do that." She replied sadly and even when I wanted him, I felt sorry for her. "I can give you tips to make him desire you and you can thank me later by…." I paused. I wanted to tell her to let me have him later. It was a good thing my tongue turned numb at this point.

I told him in anger "I am not judging you Elena. I am saying the facts nobody can fall in love in a month look i will tell you, why do you feel attraction towards me because nobody was so close to you as i am, i have given you freedom as you want. No one was supported you as like i did. I Always stay by your side in this whole month. I am the first male friend in your Life we are sexually active so much , you totally addictive to me. You love my Charm, my suport, my care towards. This is not love this is infatuation. You love my personality, you love the way i am. Not me." he said all in one go. What!??now he is confusing me?what the hell is this all words?

"You have to be so fucking good at sex. So annoyingly perfect. Fuckkkk..." "And you’re frustrated." "Gosh... fuck you. Fuck you and that nine inch or ten inch or whatever." "Okay, chill. What's going on with you right now." "YOU! ARRGHHH..." I groaned in frustration. "You fucking spoilt me. You made me fucking addicted. I crave you all the time. It's like a sickness. I... I..." Unless it's not a sickness. Unless I'm actually falling in love with my stepbrother.

Sometimes you may even get to lose what's more valuable in your life all because of a crush, people do fight with their wives and husbands over a 'crush' you know what am saying. The usual case is that we normally view beauty in what's new, in what we've just seen, then we lose interest in the old, that's a fact. Butterflies, chemistry, vibes, that feeling of being tingly all over—there are many ways to describe infatuation. We’ve all had crushes, from the very first moment we locked eyes on that guy or girl in the playground. All it takes is that special someone to make our palms sweaty and our hearts pound.