Love Can't Be Forced Novels & Stories

Why he never got tired talking about her. Because this is what we call love. In love, a person can’t help but to think about her or him again and again. Just like what Damon was feeling. He can’t help but think about Luciana again and again To think about what she would be doing. Will she be alright alone in the house. His every minute contains her thoughts. He can’t help but think of hugging her. To cuddle her. To kiss her with full of love. But again that thought of her mumbling other guys name while sleeping in his arms made him angry. He knew using force on her wouldn’t make her love him. He can control her body but her heart can never be his if he kept on physically forcing her.

He didn't answer but continued to gaze at her. Kaya stepped closer to him and placed her palm over his cheek. "You said you love me, then believe me…. love is not about forcing someone to love you. It is a feeling to feel but not an obsession to possess," she did her best to tell him what she was trying to say. He still didn't part his mouth to utter a single word but just peered into her watery eyes without even blinking for once. "I know I love you but this doesn't mean I will force you to remain bound with me forever if you don't want to be with me. Love should not be selfish," more tears rolled down from her eyes. She caressed his cheek tenderly.

This Love To forget the pain she is feeling when she caught her boyfriend cheating with her half-sister, Lumiere went to the club to get drunk and find herself. There, she met Rage Forger, a snobbish but handsome man. At first she thought she wouldn't get his attention however when she drunk danced on the dance floor, suddenly someone hugged her back she immediately felt his warm body and fragrant smell.

Her childhood was filled with quarrels between two people who once love each other more than life. So she hates to love. Her existence is evidence of a toxic relationship. But Katy did not accept her fate. She always tries her best to have a better life. But Katy is desperate to have someone by her side. She wants to have a child only my own. Only when she has children will she have a real family. Katy has had a problem thought that since she was an adult. And she always tries to prepare the best to welcome her baby.

There was only one thought in their minds right now: The boy will die! "What's that? Is the lover arguing?" "Do you make a movie?" "I wish I could hug that silver-haired man too! He's so handsome!" "In broad daylight, hugging each other like that? It's overdone!" The passerby constantly whispered, whoever passed could not help but look at the two at least once.

She was my Ex that made me think love was such a cruel thing. Looking back at all those months I dated Lori, it was nothing but pain and sorrow. I loved her with everything I had: my time, energy and resources but I got nothing else in return other than pains and so much pains. I had felt like I would never survive my last encounter with her. Greg was right, Lori treated me light shit, like I was a nobody. The last time I ever got to hear from her was when she broke up with me.

I don't know how much I have left but I just want to spend my all the time, thinking about him and loving him. I don't want him to think about me, once I am gone. I don't want him to live his life without any partner because of me. Seven years ago, I left him because I wanted him to move on in his life, forgetting me. I lied to him so he would never find me. It was tough for me but I did all, just for his sake. Loving him was never a option, It was need, Need of my soul, Need for being alive.

Carter, still catching his breath, steadied himself and locked eyes with Misty. "Misty, what are you doing?" he asked. Misty's expression was heartbreakingly sorrowful. "Darling, I don't want to divorce you." "So, you've chosen this way to force my hand?" Carter clenched his fists tightly as he looked at her. He had always known that Misty carried an extreme and obsessive type of love for Zach. At one point, he had even envied and longed for that kind of devotion. But now that he was the subject of that obsessive love, he felt suffocated.

"I.. I once had a man I loved and cherished so much. I could do anything just to keep the love we shared." "Okay?" "He was sick and needed money for a kidney transplant. Because of how much I loved him, I emptied my account just so I could gather up the money needed for the transplant. I took a loan from my boss to complete the money, only for me to discover that he wasn't sick and he needed the money to cater for his wife and son he hid in another state." "My God, how did you get to know?" "All thanks to Mr. Ethan, he said he knew that Vincent didn't love me but was only using me to get money."

Though there is no white that is not black and there is no black without white. We are too busy to follow the stigma, forget ourselves, wear masks to be accepted and deny all our feelings and in the end we forget ourselves and be shackled in pseudo happiness. Even though we will be happy if we can be ourselves and accept who we are. Love is very mysterious and difficult to understand. It came and went arbitrarily without our permission. Love turns us into dolls that are controlled arbitrarily. We cry and laugh because of it and sometimes we change into others just because of love.