Ketulusan Cinta Novels & Stories

" She chuckled while Hyun grabbed her jaw as he looked in her eyes. She had crystal clear eyes that can make anyone mesmerized. "L o v e... i s... b i g g e r... t h a n ...m a t e... b o n d. A n d... l u s t... i s... g r e a t e r... t h a n... l o v e." Giselle was confused as she could not understand what he was saying as he left. She stared at the place where he was standing few minutes ago and than shook her head.

There was an undeniable sweetness to our connection, a pure and untainted love that transcended the confines of mere words. As our lips reluctantly parted, a sense of serenity washed over us, leaving behind a lingering echo of our shared love. In the silence that followed, there was an unspoken understanding between us, a silent agreement that our love was worth fighting for, no matter the challenges that lay ahead. It was a moment of clarity, a reaffirmation of the strength of our relationship and the depth of our commitment to each other.

“Will I be fine if the man I love ends up with another person? Are you kidding me? “You just said you love him,” she said. “That’s not the point, April,” I retorted. April squeezed my hand. “The point is that you love him but you don't want to suffer because of your love for him,” she said softly. “It is understandable that your relationship with Kael is a rare one.” “Rare? What's rare in a relationship that doesn't have peace? What's rare in a relationship that abhors secrets? What's rare in a relationship when we spend more time apart than together?”

Her hands held Kaylila's fingers tightly, as if she didn't want to let go again. "Where are we going?" Ask Kaylila. "To a place where no one will bother us. I just want to be with you. I'll do everything you want, all you want. But don't leave me. I beg you..." Please Genta again. Kaylila doesn't speak Genta's words. Usually Kaylila will soon collapse with persuasion Genta, after the quarrel occurs. But somehow this time Kaylila felt empty. No more compassion, compassion, sense of belonging, love for Genta anymore. Kaylila bit her lip. There was a bitterness that suffocated his chest. It's possible that the taste Kaylila had for Genta has disappeared.

"If I tell you I never stopped loving her,I never stopped dreaming,I never stopped wishing" "She loves you too,I can see that in her eyes,I'm in love with her and I know you know I am and honestly I don't wish to go into a competition with you...and I'm also not ready to get something that belonged to someone else" "Why?" "Because it doesn't last...one day she's gonna realize she lost something"Ian said and took a deep breath. "I want something that is gonna last forever" Isabelle stood by the door listening attentively,she'd just gotten there and she wonders what they were both talking about,she hopes it's not about her.

“I seek stability. Strength. A future that cannot be shaken.” “You will know no love,” Selene said quietly, the softness falling away at last. “Not with her. She does not love. She conquers.” Something twisted in my chest, sharp and painful. I had faced battles, bloodshed, and betrayal. Yet those words cut deeper than any blade. Clay surprised me then. “I am happy with my decision,” he said. Not loudly. Not defensively. Simply certain. “Love does not always look the way poets describe it.”

The glass cup fell to the ground with a sharp, shattering sound. Benjamin, his eyes red and wide with desperation, hurriedly picked up the document. He didn't even notice when the shards of glass ended up cutting into his fingers. "I was wrong. I really can't live without you… Why? How could I do something like that? I clearly love Selena the most," he cried. As if finally breaking down, he crouched on the floor and sobbed uncontrollably. Maybe he was remembering the beginning of our relationship. New lovers often sought to repeatedly reaffirm their importance in each other's hearts, and I would also deliberately do things he didn't like to test his tolerance for me.

It felt like space. He opened his notes app, just to write one last thing not for her, not for anyone, but for himself. [Draft — Not Posted] There’s a version of love that never turns bitter. The kind that ends quietly, leaving behind echoes instead of scars. I think that’s what we had. Not perfect. Not easy. But real. I hope she knows that her silence said more than any reply could. That I heard it and it sounded a lot like peace. — K.

William rebuked her. Closing her eyes, Carla replied, "William, I'm heartbroken. I'm not asking you to love me as much as you love Crista, but please don't dislike me. I know I've slept with other men, so my body isn't pure anymore, but my heart is. You're the only man I've ever loved, and I'll sacrifice anything to love you."

the man asked to her picture and laugh like a lunatic that he is. ***************************** Love and lust are feelings that came together BUT In love you do find lust but in lust you never found love **************************