Is Love Fleeting Novels & Stories

My boyfriend, Leon Burton, who worked in the research institute in Aetheris, had discovered an asteroid. When it was time to give it a name, he said he wanted to name it "Phoebe". Phoebe Jones. That was the name of his first love. I broke down in tears over it in the corner of the room. I had left my family to follow him to Aetheris, taking care of his every need. And yet… Heartbroken, I called my mother. "Mom, I've decided to marry Nathan. I'm leaving Aetheris."

She had grown accustomed to my presence—my quiet care, attentive concern, the way I watched over her. She only used revenge as an excuse to keep me near. She had truly fallen in love with me, but for the sake of pride, she refused to admit she had fallen for someone ten years younger than herself. She chose to be wrong, again and again. All night long, Ellis drifted in and out of restless dreams. When she finally woke, she discovered she was all alone in the villa. She watched the wedding livestream over and over again. Tears slid down her face as she finally picked up the phone.

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"Temporary." I moved in my seat. Temporary. "That feeling people describe as love,” he continued, turning slowly "is simply the brain responding to stimuli. It begins. It peaks." He paused again. "Then it fades." Something lived inside that word. Fades. It was not louder. Was not softer.. It carried weight that the other words did not. The hall had gone completely still now. No laughter. No whispers. Just attention, the kind that pulls your body forward without asking permission.

Love. END

He was fire—exciting, warm, bright—but fleeting. That was love too, wasn’t it? Sometimes, it burns quickly and leaves ashes behind.

Her words hang in the air, challenging me to reconsider my perspective. I remain silent, her insight resonating deeply within me. "You see, my dear, love is a feeling that can happen anytime, anywhere, with anyone. It’s the sweetest feeling, but keeping that feeling is what’s difficult," she explains, her voice soothing yet firm. "Because then, obstacles come in, misunderstandings arise, differences emerge, and that’s when everything gets messed up and…" "The love fades away," I finish, anticipating her conclusion "Oh no, it doesn’t fade away, it never fades away."

Her shoulders slanted towards me, giving me her full attention. "What is love like?" I asked amidst hard breaths. I don't know that a day like this would come when I will ask such a question because I still don't believe one bit that love can keep two breathing souls together for long. Lust is the only thing that can drive such commitment for long because it's a furnace that never dies down, but love? It fades away quickly like a mist, like it was never present before, if any slight thing threatens its furnace. But it seems to Nelly that that's the only charm that can cage her to me, so I don't mind giving this potion of human feelings a try. A brief expression of shock appeared on her face

“What about you go find someone, Missy? Leave me alone, I thought I already cleared it up that I’m not going to kiss someone and get married.” “Tut, that’s not how love works, Valentine,” Sofie remarked. “Love is a great interest to someone or something that you can’t even let go of. Despite of its flaws, you’ll wonder why you’re even in love. What mattered most is that you want to live forever with that person.”

Fleur was awakened by the sunlight coming through the glass windows and walls of her room. She has forgotten to close the blinds before she fell asleep. She slowly opened her eyes and a smile form in her lips as she remembers the dream she had. As an Immortal, they can go on for days without sleeping but they do sleep when they want to. Knowing how last night went, she just wanted to escape and let herself linger in the dream world and she has had many vivid dreams in her lifetime but this is peculiar in every way for her. She has never dreamt as evocative as she did and never with a mortal. It was so pure and true. She is a stranger to this feeling tugging at her heart. She never really bel