Love Has No Bounds Novels & Stories

Even though my vision had partially returned, the sheer number of guests around me blurred everything. I struggled to push myself up, but it was futile. The guests continued stepping on me as if I didn’t exist. By the time I managed to lift my head, all I could see was Regina laying her head on Jared’s shoulder. Fireworks erupted in the air, streaking gold across the night sky. “I love you, Baby,” Jared said softly. My chest constricted. I couldn’t tell if it was my heart or my body that hurt, but I couldn’t take it anymore. My vision darkened, and my eyes rolled back.

Can we forget about the divorce? Carter was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected that from Misty. If she had confessed her love for him in the past, he would have been overjoyed—perhaps even moved to tears. But now, after his patience had worn thin, all he felt was a faint sadness. He looked at her and asked, "Do you love me? What about Zach?" Misty froze, unable to respond. A flicker of disdain flashed across Carter's eyes. "Misty Lawrence, a heart has no room for two."

The ache flickered in her silver orbs before releasing a detached voice. “How easily you said it wasn’t love, Zayne…” “Because it isn’t,” I confessed, burying my face in my hands. “Love is a gentle thing. But, love has boundaries. What I feel for you is too vast, too hungry.” “Why not?” She turned her head slightly, her eyes reflected a profound, hollow sorrow. “Why can’t love be enough?” “Because you are all I have left, dammit!” The raw truth liberated from my tongue, leaving me in a breathless, panicked state.

Mia Getting myself to stop loving Jonathan is a big deal, especially since we’re under the same roof. And if I’m being honest with myself, he really doesn’t want to have anything to do with any other woman that isn’t Sophie.. But now is not the time to start daydreaming and waiting for him to ease into my presence in his life. If I can’t get him to love me, I can get my father to finally set me free from this bondage. I scrolled through my phone for a few more minutes and my mind went back to the anonymous files I was sent the day before. My fingers went fast and I clicked it open, Jonathan’s face was boldly on display.

I said slowly, “the empire could splinter. People with short vision will sell. Donors will pause. Competitors will circle. The board could fracture and control could shift. It would not be immediate chaos, but it would be the long death of stability.” She held my gaze. Her hands were small in mine. “I love you,” she said softly. “If everything burns, I love you anyway.” The line was simple and like a match. It warmed something that I had kept cold for a long time.

"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."

We had seen the whole room and now lay in bed surfing the internet and listening to the soft melody coming from the party downstairs, after running out of ideas. "You know why we can't go down there right?" I said to her without lifting my head from the phone in my hands. "That's not fair. It's more painful than separating Romeo and Juliet" "What?" This time, I turned my attention from the phone to her face. Julian also turned to her too. "Really, Emi? There are hundreds of thousands of stories you could pick from but you chose that tragedy" I said trying to sound offended, but it was no use of course.

And now… he can’t get there. Harlow goes through the motions of acting like she’s riding him, and I move behind her then shove her down, so her tits are in his face. “This… this is love without boundaries, except the ones we make for ourselves,” I say, not knowing where that came from. It’s just that all my life I’ve felt trapped, my family kept me just where and how they wanted me. No more. Our little foursome means freedom and I will take my last breath defending that.

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.

James stood silently, trying to process Abraham's words. "James, understand that sometimes the true act of love is to give up that which we most desire. If you insist on keeping Meg by your side, without being able to offer her a future, you will end up suffocating her. It's not fair to her, or to you, or with Angelina," Abraham explained, approaching the boy with empathy and understanding. "I don't know what to do." "Do what is right."