Love Against Odds Novels & Stories

Since then he kept everything to himself and rather became addicted to pain, at a point he started inflicting himself with physical pain. Then he met Maya, she was soft-spoken and to him the most beautiful girl he had ever met. He found himself falling in love with her. When he summoned the courage to take her out, She said she loved him as a friend and didn't want to date him. Ethan had felt betrayed, he felt unworthy of being loved. He had sulked for days, refusing to hang out with friends. After some days he felt better and was more determined to make her his girl, but she always said no whenever he professed his love for her. Each rejection hurt Ethan more and each time he became more d

“Benedict, after everything you’ve just said, you still won’t admit it? “You’re in love with Sansa. “Even though Grandpa arranged it… even though you see her as vain and clingy… even though you think today’s engagement party was a trap to force you into marrying her… even though you claim she’s the last person you could ever want… “You still love her.” Benedict loosened his fist in silence, looking like a prisoner who had been sentenced to death. He hung his head for a long moment before finally admitting, “Yes, I’m in love with Sansa. Hopelessly, desperately in love. So I’m begging you—let her go.”

Lawrence Yancey gave me a supplementary card with a spending limit of 300 dollars, and any excess required his approval with a receipt. He said this was to ensure transparency in the management of the family's finances. I did as he asked for three years. At last month's medical checkup, I was diagnosed with thyroid nodules, and the doctor recommended that I undergo a needle biopsy. I took a picture of the bill and sent it to him. “7,200 dollars?!” He replied in an instant. “It’s just a nodule. Can’t you just monitor the situation first?” I didn’t reply to his text and canceled the appointment. That night, when he got home, he flung two shopping bags onto the floor by the foyer. I re

Sofia slept through the entire ceremony in Linda's arms. "I, Ethan Michael Carter, take you, Maya Isabel Rodriguez, to be my lawfully wedded wife," Ethan said, his voice steady despite the tears in his eyes. "To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part." Maya repeated her vows, her voice breaking on the words "for better, for worse." They'd already been through so much worse than most newlyweds. But they'd survived it together.

My wife, Ally Martin, is a CEO who's convinced that every man who married her only wanted her money. Any expense of mine over a hundred dollars has to go through her for approval first. I loved her enough to become the man standing quietly behind her empire. But the day I got into a car accident, she turned down my three-thousand-dollar surgery request. "Do you have any idea how many people live on three thousand dollars a month? I don't make money so you can leech off me!" The surgery came too late. My hand was left permanently disabled. I'd only just come off the operating table when her childhood friend, freshly back from abroad, posted on Instagram. The photo showed off a watch wort

Gatlin asked isn’t it because of love they are in this stage. “I loved the wrong person, Gat it’s mom’s fault to love and believe wrong person, love is not bad thing” Lucy didn’t want his son to live his life in hate she knows Gatlin need someone to love her son is so good that he deserved to be loved a Limitless Love.

He wanted to cancel, but he knew that if he did, his father would probably get angry and punch him in the face. He was being forced to marry a woman he didn’t even know. He had no interest in meeting her, even if she was as beautiful as a goddess. He had already promised himself that he would never fall for a woman again. Why? Because once, back in college, he had been in love. His ex was a popular student—a talented beauty with brains. She had won numerous beauty contests. But there was something about her that he couldn’t stand. She was a party animal, constantly skipping class, and in the end, she dropped most of her subjects.

On the left side of the aisle, Damien's family members mirrored their joyful expressions, their presence like a gentle breeze promising a beautiful tomorrow. However, from the corner of my eye, I noticed my mother and Elizabeth seated amongst the congregation, their gazes burning with a toxic mix of hate, disgust, and jealousy. Yet, in that moment, their negativity no longer held any sway over me. Their spiteful glares only reinforced my anchor in love as my father led me down the aisle.

“Grace… I don’t know. Ethan was really clear about you staying away for a while.” “I know, I know,” Grace said quickly, her voice pleading. “But, Leah, you’re my friend. I’ve been out here for a while, and I’ve had time to think. I made a mistake—yes, but I did it because I love him. I still love him, Leah. I can’t give up on him, not when I know in my heart that we’re meant to be together.” Leah closed her eyes, leaning her elbow on the table and pinching the bridge of her nose. “Grace, this isn’t just about what you want. You went too far. You can’t force someone to love you.”

Her dinner sat untouched, and she seemed reluctant to be more than an arm’s reach from Yvette at any moment. After she fell asleep in Yvette’s lap, the house finally quiet, Tristan poured them both a drink and sat across from her. “You felt it, didn’t you?” he asked. “When she played.” Yvette nodded. “It wasn’t just the song. It was like… something listening through her.” “I’ve seen that before,” he said. “When they’re close. When the Network uses a tether to bridge the space between. Music, mirrors, blood. The older the line, the stronger the bond.”