Love As A Construct Novels & Stories

It would seem somehow if she's drinking and I'm not. I had asked her if she was in love with Jeff since Jeff had already told her that he was not ready to get married….. so he doesn't want to play with her feelings. She had quietly thought about what answer she could give me….. and finally the word 'Maybe' left her mouth. It's indeed obvious from her response that she doesn't love him. Love is different from lust. Love is the transaction that we are hardwired to desire. We present the right amount of desirable traits, boom...... We can either turn it ON or turn it Off.

Her eyes brimmed with tears when the last word came out like a small whisper from her mouth. “You can’t question my love like this, Alessandra! It’s innocent! The only thing I’m sure of!” For her, it was the first time she saw a human filled with emotions talking to her. Like a real human. Because every time he was like a robot. A well trained ruthless machine. But at that moment, he oozed out the disappointment hidden inside him. “How? How after you raped me?” “That was rage!” “Was your love so weak that it couldn’t even stand in front of your rage?”

"Don't you think that's absurd? How do you even expect I go about that without eventually getting my ass arrested?" "Listen, it's so simple. You just have to make him fall in love with you and make it hard for him to leave you. After that stage is gone, you just make sure to get pregnant for him and boom, it's all settle. We'll be in riches," "You think that it easy? Why don't you go ahead with your "simple little plan with Mr Ceo" yourself and we shall see the highest bid of your result,"

"Let's offer the app two options. We can divide users into two groups: those who accept and can handle, in fact want myths. And those who prefer more balanced, calculated approach. They can choose which category suits them best. If they have trouble categorising themselves, LOVESICK can create a personality quiz to assist them. Of course, like any other quiz, it won't be perfect, but it will at least provide valuable insights, an idea about what choices should they make." "Could you maybe provide some examples, Mr. Miller?" "Certainly," Ryan glances at his journal briefly, "For instance, there's a common saying that love means sacrificing everything. Personally, I believe that healthy love i

He then brought out a pearl bracelet from his pocket and put it on my wrist. "Babe, please allow me right my wrongs. I love you and will always adore you. Don't ever take this off". I looked at it and admired it for a while. It was new and shinny. "A pearl is a symbol of perfection and incorruptibility. I want our relationship to signify that." he said. "I love you too babe" I hugged him expressing vulnerability. (Music slowly fades Out)

I asked in curiosity. " Then.. I fell in love. I fell in love with the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Then I realized what my mother said was very true. The girl I fell in love with was the only person who had control over me even when she had no idea. She made me different. She changed my concept of life, she made me happier without raising a finger. I stopped craving control, I stopped craving the power. I just wanted her. And when I had her, I abandoned everything else. I began a new life and I've never been happier. But I made a vow to myself, I swore to never get her involved with the life I lived before and to do that I had to avoid anything linking me to it. Even if it was famil

Kwame added. “You must be high on cheap drugs, Tenison can you hear yourself?" Kwabena questioned. “Yes, I can hear myself, I think this marriage was based on lust, not love. Perhaps I saw it to be love, or lust or maybe something like that, I dunno." Kwame added. “My friend, you better sought whatever is going on in your head, rubbish," Kwabena replied. “Ad3n aa, it wasn't based on love, if you didn't love her why then did you marry her?" He inquired.

He gave me a sly smirk. "Giving away more trade secrets, are you?" I teased back. " You know Lucy. There was a time. I really did love you. I thought you were all I needed in life. As we got closer, that infatuation turned into a love and respect I can not duplicate. You are my family. My sister, my mother, my own heartbeat sometimes. You'll always be those things to me. When I found Lanie, I found the other piece of my heart. She will never replace you, but she is where I need to be. I know you are worried about being apart. We are all each other had for close to 10 years." As he spoke, I felt myself begin to fall apart. Sobbing uncontrollably, I knew he was right, and I was just afraid.

We would need a hundred words where we have only one, this little word of love that is good for everything and suitable for nothing, this verb to love that hangs out everywhere, that goes for everything, the love of God, love men, self-love, love of others, and I love my mother, and I love my husband, and I love my daughter, and I love my dog ​​(and the more I watch the man , the more I love my dog), and I love fries, and I love Venice, and I love Ravel, and I love your ass, and I love you, and I love to believe it. When you talk about love it does not necessarily mean to love your wife or her husband but to love your neighbor that's what love is, I believe in love because I already love wha

She looked at the partner who had walked through fire and ice to stand on this ledge. "Engineering is the study of forces in equilibrium," she said softly. "But love... love is the study of forces in motion. We don't need a contract to hold us together, Killian. We have the resonance." He kissed her then, a long, deep connection that felt like the final gear clicking into place. The story of the Vance and Vanderwall feud was a closed book, a relic of an era of scarcity and fear.