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."

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

“I thought love was stupid and people often draw love like it was something amazing when it was all but an illusion. But every high ranked person thought the same. Love is fleeting and you know the rule of nature–the strongest will always prey on the weak. Sometimes having a person you love could be your weakness and I just never thought I would be able to find a person I would love.” I pulled the sleeve of the dress to cover my shoulder, while putting my ears to his words tentatively. “I thought the same like you before, though I longed to meet my mate, I also thought I won't be able to find anyone I would love,” I whispered, “but that changed now?”

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.

"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.

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."

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Whenever I think about you, I Ooh Hate that love is so fleeting, yet unable to extricate myself from it Ooh Leaving only those initial feelings, and the ending of my imagination Ooh Hate that love is so fleeting, yet unable to extricate myself from it Ooh Leaving only those initial feelings, and the ending of my imagination Ooh Yearning's no use, for eternal love is just a farce Ooh What should I seek then? Ooh Yearning's no use, for eternal love is just a farce Ooh What should I seek then? Ooh Yearning's no use, for eternal love is just a farce Ooh What should I seek then?

He choked. "Then why do you feel odd when I show my love towards you? Why can't you believe that I love you too in the same way? All this question of who deserves what... it doesn't make any sense. When we love someone, we love them with all their flaws and all their virtues. Please don't say such things again." Damini looked away from him and sucked on her lower lip, trying to control her tears.

"Because I know that's not how he feels." My forehead furrowed even more. "He doesn't really love me!" It's just one more insult, this house is on fire to me. Instead of fearing, he just smiled at me. He let go the feather on his hand, then started to walk in his place. "Love can be likened to the wind... The wind stays with us, passes, flows and settles on our skin and body,