Love Delusion Novels & Stories

Guess the love I thought we had was just an illusion of a delusional woman. A delusional woman that is about to put the phone down in his ear, “Lucas, please, do not hurt me even more than you already have. But can I tell you one fucked up thing? I still love you. And I can tell you this, even if it takes me forever, I will get over you.” With that, the phone finds its way smack bang right into the trash. I am just a nobody that thought she could get a man that was never hers from the start.

Gallian desperately speaks, clenching his fist tightly. " Because in my world, I am happy with him. The world where I can create everything. Where I can see him loving me, where I am his only one and he is my only one. I can understand the Pain of one-sided love. But I didn't love him to get him. I love him to love myself. My heart doesn't shake for once when I look at you. But when I look at him, his eyes, his face, his everything, I know If I really and truly want to love someone, I will fail. I can't love someone like I do love Marquis. And I agree, I am Delusional"

That was why she had become the unforgettable first love in his heart. But the truth was, she had abandoned him because she thought he was too poor. She had gone overseas to chase after rich men—only to spiral further into a life of indulgence, picking up a gambling addiction and racking up millions in debt. The guilt was obvious on her face. She stammered, "M-Maverick, these photos, these agreements… they're fake—all fake! How could I ever do something like this? Ophelia is trying to frame me!"

The grief, pain, and screams all at once returned In droves. "If he truly misses he would have called but he didn’t, he truly misses me he would have responded to the messages I sent but he didn’t, if he truly misses me he would have visited or let me visit but you what! He didn’t" I just had to stop talking; I have nothing to say right now, if I continue talking I would burst into tears. After so many years, of believable lies and fake love, I can’t deal with this anymore. He doesn’t miss me, he doesn’t even care. "Dani!" He sighed

"You'd still fall for lies by other women. You only believe in what you want to see. You refuse to accept the truth. Your distrust of me was the start of our tragedies. "Sean, I'm starting anew. Please leave. I will never forgive you, but I don't hate you." The color drained from his face. "There's no hope between us. Is that right?" "Yes. Never." Sean finally accepted reality. He turned and left in slow, heavy steps, cheeks drenched in a mix of tears and rain. Winnie had no idea where he went, but he looked crestfallen, a shell of his former self. Winnie went into her house and moved the pot of sunflowers indoors. The sunflower was Catherina's favorite flower because, just like Catherina he

Sasha sat quietly beside Chris’s hospital bed, her heart heavy as she looked at his unconscious form. She held his hand gently, her fingers tracing the back of his hand like they used to when they were kids. “I can’t wait for you to wake up,” she whispered, her voice barely audible in the silent room. “You wouldn’t believe the mess I’ve gotten myself into. I’m... I’m in love with the devil.” She let out a soft, humorless laugh. “Not literally, but it feels that way.”

“Alright, alright, I feel you,” she said, looking me in the face. She burst into laughter and I joined her, feeling a rush of adrenaline. I couldn’t believe what I had just done, but I guess desperate situations call for desperate actions, like I’ve said before. “OK, so what if I told you that he didn’t really offer me a particular amount of money? He just offered me a good life that I really liked, so I got carried away by everything. And that was actually a very stupid decision to make, now that I think about it,” she said, mostly talking to herself. But I was there, so I could hear everything she was saying clearly. And I agreed with her, because I was once delusional like her. Not anymor

He lowered his head in agony, his eyes full of grief and guilt. He explained, "I'm sorry, Carlotta! Chiara deceived me. I thought it was a stray dog inside that sack. I never imagined Chiara would replace it with Antonio. I'm sorry, Carlotta. You can do whatever you want to me. As long as you forgive me, I—" Pain, regret, and remorse crashed over him like a tidal wave. A cold glint flickered in my eyes as I countered, "Can one apology erase your betrayal and the harm you've done? Can one apology bring Antonio back to life? Do you seriously think one feeble apology can make up for the harrowing assault I endured?"

His touch promises everything I've never had. But then reality crashes back. Declan. Just. Kissed. Me. Declan, who moments ago wanted me to kiss his feet. Who thinks he can buy anything - or anyone - he wants? Who sees me as something to be "cleaned up." And in that moment, I realized something important: there are some things money can't buy. My dignity is one of them.

He laughed at this. Her forehead had creases as she tried understanding what was funny in this. "I like doing things which are not good for me" "Why? Don't you love yourself?" He sobered listening to her words. Mischief vanished in thin air as reality settled in. "You learn not to when no one loves you back. Love is just an illusion...a bloody mirage which looks real from distance. But when you go closer you realise it was just your fuck** up mind and nothing else"