Letting Go Novels & Stories

My parents died when I was young, so I grew up by my aunt’s side. What she did not know was that I had been secretly dating her best friend, Yvette, for three years. One night, after Yvette had too much to drink, she looked at me with her hazy eyes. “You should be with someone closer to your own age. How about I find someone for you?” I looked at her deeply and nodded. “Sure.” In my previous life, I refused. I even bravely proclaimed to the entire world that I loved her. Under pressure from her family, Yvette had no choice but to marry me. However, after we were married, she became almost completely indifferent toward me. Even on the day I underwent a heart transplant, Yvette was off s

He thought that love is about pushing things to happen, but then he comes to know that sometimes, love is letting go. It is cliché. He has heard this so many times already, but he only realizes its real meaning now. The purpose of letting go is actually refusing the person you love to hurt more. You are letting them go to be free from all the toxic things. One can never understand it unless they experience it. "But most importantly, you taught me to be comfortable with who I am." Gold smiles once more.

“You’re going to catch a cold sitting here like this.” She sighed, her voice trembling. “I… I feel so lost, Liam. How do you let go of someone who’s been a part of your life for so long?” Liam crouched beside her, his eyes locking onto hers. “Letting go isn’t easy. It’s messy, painful, and it feels like the world’s falling apart. But sometimes, meeting the wrong person at the right time is a lesson. And meeting the right person… like now… is a gift.”

"She's not that badly injured, but her will to live is very weak. It's hard to say how she'll turn out if this goes on." Hearing that, Patricia crouched down beside the operating table and leaned close to Sophie's ear. "Sophie, you once asked me how you could completely heal from your mental illness. You said you didn't want to drag Ian down anymore. I didn't tell you then, but I'll give you the answer now. "It's by not clinging to anyone emotionally. You have to be your own savior. I don't know what happened to you, but death is just another form of running away. It's not salvation.

And as we walked toward the door, toward the celebration waiting beyond it, I realized something that had not been clear to me before. Some things are not meant to be fought. Some things are meant to be understood. And sometimes, letting go is not a loss. It is the only way to keep what truly matters.

"—sometimes the greatest act of love is letting go." We felt ourselves dissolving. Five perspectives separating. The bond that had held us together finally releasing. Kael's fierce determination fading into peace. Rhett's sharp calculations settling into acceptance. Darius's analytical mind letting go of control. Marcus's hard-won wisdom becoming gentle knowing. My own cosmic awareness finally, finally resting. "Together?" we asked each other one last time. "Always," five voices replied. And we let go. Let the bond release. Let our unified consciousness fragment back into five distinct souls. Let those souls drift apart into res

Why couldn't I learn to let go? What was Yves Chapman doing right now? He'd probably broken open a new bottle of wine last night to celebrate the absence of my harassment. Maybe he played the piano with Clarisse Tatcher, his junior, and enjoyed their time alone. I laughed self-deprecatingly. I wasn't a hindrance between them anymore. Just then, my phone rang. It was Yves. I closed my eyes slowly. It was time I learned my lesson. Yves stormed into my room, not a wrinkle seen on his clothes, and frowned down at me. His eyes were cold, as if he was just looking at some peasant. "What are you playing at this time?" he chided. "Why aren't you answering your phone?

"A competitive and insecure woman will tell you that “true love” is never giving up on someone you're in love with. A confident and spiritual woman knows that “moving on” doesn't mean you never loved someone. She realizes that letting go is what God needs her to do because both your happiness and hers requires taking different journeys for spiritual growth. Letting go is sometimes the hardest thing, but it is the most “real love” you will ever experience." Shannon L. Alder Keenan's POV

“I’m so tired of being strong.” ​He held me tighter. “I know,” he said, his voice a low, comforting rumble. “You don’t have to be strong all the time. You can let go.” ​ And so I did. I let go of the anger, the frustration, the fear, and the rage. I let go of the need to be in control. I had to. There was no other choice.

Those last days I let go of all my resentment and pain. I don't know how to explain it to you, but it was like an escape from my own mind and body. These days I felt like my past was disappearing, but I found myself as soon as I was willing to leave behind what was pulling me down. Herman Hesse said that some of us think holding on makes us strong, but sometimes it is just about letting go. From the very first moment when I let go of what I was, I became what I might be and when I let go of what I had, I received what I needed so desperately in my life.