Irrational Love Novels & Stories

She laughed again, clearly amused by my internal conflict. “No,” I said quickly, though my voice didn’t sound as convincing as I’d hoped. “It’s not like that. He’s just... so cold. He doesn’t want anything to do with me.” Gianna paused, her laughter dying down as she looked at me thoughtfully. “You know, that’s the thing with you, Lara. You keep thinking that just because someone pushes you away, you should chase them. But maybe that’s exactly what they want—someone to chase them. You’re smart, but sometimes you can be a little too... persistent. You’ve got to let people figure their own shit out.”

Telling him would leave him even more heartbroken than he already was. Selfish they’d call me. Stringing along two men who are crazy about me. But how is that easy? Loving one man and gaining feelings for another. There was a saying “If you love two people, choose the second. Because if you loved the first person enough, you’d never fallen for the other one.” But was that accurate? It’s not possible to want to keep both around because they both make you happy. But that’s not realistic. You can’t keep both, even if they agreed to keep it the same. Tragic story turns into a romance one. Now we are at war with family. They say blood is thicker than water, but what idiot came up with that. The b

“Let him try.” I turned, heart pounding. “Why are you doing this?” Adrian’s gaze held mine, unflinching. “Because I love you.” The words felt like heat in the cold room. Not possession. Not strategy. Love. My eyes filled again. “I don’t know if I deserve that.” Adrian crossed the room and knelt in front of me, taking my hands in his. “You don’t earn love by being perfect, Iris. You earn it by being real.”

Then, her voice small and rough, she asked the question that had been hanging between us since I let her walk out of my house. “Why did you let me go, Devon?” She shifted, looking up at me, her amber eyes searching. “You knew you couldn't live without me. Why did you let me walk toward him?” I looked at the ceiling, my hand smoothing the red hair across her shoulder. I thought about the centuries of repetition. I thought about the blood on my hands and the ice in my soul. “Because, Irene,” I said, my voice low and steady. “No matter how strong the hatred is, one glimpse of love or affection conquers the hatred no matter how much you try to prevent it. Hate is strong, but love is stronger.”

A bond that strengthened through trials and tribulations. A love that laughed at impossibilities. Uthando's laughter echoed, a promise of a brighter tomorrow. Their illicit love story became a legend. A testament to love's transformative power. A reminder that true love conquers all. *Love is love, even if it is illicit Like light remains light, even in the darkness* - - - THE END “Dear beloved readers,

I asked out of nowhere. “Are you a slam book? You’re not even listening. I said I don’t love. It’s not in my vocabulary.” “Why?” “Because I love myself too much. Listen, love defies all reasons. Do you know what it means? You become irrational. You’ll throw away all the facts and act according to your emotions. Isn’t that stupid?” “So there’s no chance that you’re going to fall in love?” “I doubt. But if I were to fall in love, she must be worth it for being irrational. Loving someone entails feeding my brain to the dogs. Oh, I hate dogs.”

It can be either or both, but I don't bother myself with those unnecessary thoughts. But his words are surely stuck in my head. That you love her. Love is a strong word for someone like me, who have never felt it except when it comes to my family. Any other kind of love just seems illusion or a weakness. People say love is a beautiful thing. But what I have for Iris is not beautiful. It is fucking chaos and a lots of it. She is my chaos, she entered my head once and refused to live ever since. If love is only beautiful than what I feel for Iris goes even beyond Love.

His breath catches against my lips before he kisses me back just as fiercely. The network erupts. Millions of connections ignite across the planet. The anchor core blazes. The universe bends around the emotional force of it. The ancient presence watches. And for the first time— It does not interrupt. I break the kiss slowly. Still holding Dylan. Still refusing to step away from him. “Love isn’t stable,” I say quietly. “It’s messy. Irrational. Dangerous.” The entity responds. “Correct.” “But it scales,” I whisper. The architecture surges.

I love you because you possess the purest heart in the whole universe. Even though you are full of fucking shit! But what else… I love you because you are one hell of a crazy fucking ass, just like me. I love your wild side and passion for exploring. I love your excitement and crazy determination. I love you because you put up with me, even though I sometimes tend to sound very irrational. Let’s say borderline psychotic. I love you because you never stopped fighting for me. I love your intense and limitless sexual energy; it electrifies my body every time you come near me. I love you because I’m your greatest weakness in bed.

Iris laughed humorlessly, and Jonathan's heart clenched at the sound of ‘fallen in love’ with another person other than him but he was more focused on what she was saying, so he grabbed her hand using his thumb to gently caress her hand. “I had no idea, and I threw my dream to explore around the world. I was being dumb and I can't even call that love because I now know the real meaning of love, love isn't controlling, love is supportive, love is being there for the one you love, love isn't playing with someone's feelings, and leaving them at the altar over bet, love doesn't entail being manipulative and embarrassing the woman you claim you love and letting your friends laugh and join, love i