Irrational Love Novels & Stories

Love is irrational; it is, in its root, about possessiveness. I admit, after learning about your divorce from Stanley, I was ecstatic. But I could not bear to see you become close to other men. I was terrified – terrified of missing out on you once again. I was desperate to have you, as if I were mentally ill. Love makes me sensitive and irrational. Perhaps true love never allows one to be rational. I am not trying to justify anything by telling you all this. I just want you to know how I truly feel. Love is probably the death of free will. I knew I was like a moth flying toward a flame, yet I charged forward without hesitation.

Let her die alone with the hatred she has harbored. I was angry at the time, but I couldn't help thinking, the ridiculous idea of where Rara would want to do that. I know, she's still expecting me. I love her, but I don't think we can be lovers because Rara's nature is so unstable and too overthinking, and I can't keep up because my emotions are also often explosive.

"If Emi still loves Irvin and is still hung up on him, it doesn't matter how worried I am. And if she wants to start over with him, it also doesn't matter how hard I try to stop her. As such, what's the point in me being anxious?" Noah was pensive for a long moment before he finally said, "But I still think you don't love her strongly enough, Uncle Will. After all, love makes people irrational, and a love that is overly rational doesn't count as true love." Noah's love was simple, and he did so with his whole heart. So by his standards, William's feelings for me didn't measure up. However, William wasn't capable of loving someone to the point where it tore him apart. He also wouldn't be driv

We pour the illogical, contradictory mess of us into the Resonance—the times we forgive each other for no reason, the moments of sheer, stubborn loyalty that defy all common sense, the way a single, stupid joke can dissolve a day’s worth of resentment. Our love is not a symphony. It is a cacophony. A traffic jam of emotions. A beautiful, terrible, irrational mess. The Anti-Chorus turns its attention to us. I feel its focus, a vast, hungry intellect reaching for our song, ready to appreciate its unique structure, to file it away in the great library of silence. It touches the edges of our projected chaos. And it recoils. It cannot process this. There is no pattern. No clean geometry. Just a s

"We're standing on a precipice, you and I, in a far more dangerous and complicated world than just hurt feelings and love. What you did placed me in grave danger, but it also placed you in a precarious situation." She looks at me, her eyes widened like a deer caught in headlights, awaiting judgment. "I don't know if things can ever go back to how they were," I continue, my voice tinged with a sadness I can't completely disguise. "But I can understand why you did what you did, to some extent. Love makes us do irrational things; it makes us blind to the consequences of our actions. And who knows? If circumstances were extreme enough, maybe—just maybe—I might have done something equally irratio

"I don't want these improvements. I won't stop him from doing anything, just keep me with himself, don't take me away from him ." “You know that love is a very precious and lofty emotion. And it is natural for someone to be madly in love. It is beyond the power of man to throw someone's love out of his heart. But after falling in love, it is up to man to control his actions and movements. You love him, do it a thousand times, you must love him, but don't let your madness come out of your heart, daughter. Don't fall so low that you will go to hell. So why do you underestimate your love, why do you offer your precious feelings cheaply, why are you bent on denying your caste. Do not take his lo

"Last night was the first time I had a conversation with him, it's still too early for that." Constanz answers Katharina in German. In response, Katharina rolls her eyes stubbornly. I touch Constanz's shoulder, when she looks at me I ask her what she said. “I told Katharina that men like Karl just want sex,” Constanz explains to me in a severe maternal tone. "You speak as if you knew him”, Katharina complains. "Have you never fallen in love with someone? Not everything has to be rational.” Constanz shrugged. "Love is an emotional illusion that distracts people from their true needs and goals, often leading to suffering and disappointment."

Kwame added. “You must be high on cheap drugs, Tenison can you hear yourself?" Kwabena questioned. “Yes, I can hear myself, I think this marriage was based on lust, not love. Perhaps I saw it to be love, or lust or maybe something like that, I dunno." Kwame added. “My friend, you better sought whatever is going on in your head, rubbish," Kwabena replied. “Ad3n aa, it wasn't based on love, if you didn't love her why then did you marry her?" He inquired.

"You know what Rita? Before now, I've been feeling a little bit guilty about my feelings for Stanley because he is married to you. I've been concerned about how you'll feel when he breaks up with you but now I've come to realize that Stanley was right all along. You don't worth my worry and neither do you deserve any of my pity." "You're nothing but a cruel, bittered and heartless individual. Your fight is to continue to stay with Stanley not because you love him but because of the fortune you're getting out of him." "I confidently stand before you and tell you that I'm in love with Stanley. I'm deeply and madly in love with him and I'll do anything for his happiness even though it involves

For another man. Her father may not be the bestest husband in the planet, but she knew that her father loved her mother dearly. Na kahit pa sa huling hininga nito ay hinahanap-hanap pa rin nito ang ina niya. She had asked her father how and why he still loved her mother that way. His answer baffled her. He said it was because he promised to love her mother until the day he dies. She honestly thought it was bullshit. How can you love someone who was unfaithful to you? Worse, how can you love someone who was not in love with you? "It's happening in a month. And I want you to walk me down the aisle," patuloy nito habang patuloy na nakatuon ang atensiyon nito sa pagkain nito.