Love Is An Illusion Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Jonathan's sentimental promises had come too late, and I no longer needed them. He tried to grab my hand but ended up grabbing thin air instead. "Please, Tess, give me another chance." The company's car slowly rolled to a stop before me. I brushed past Jonathan and headed into the car. The moment the door closed behind me, I heard his anguished sob cut through the crisp, autumn air. But I didn't so much as give him a backward glance. … A week later, I came across a video online. I clicked on it to find that it was footage of Jonathan and Charlotte.

The kind that cracked through even the strongest walls. But I couldn’t let myself fall. “Travian, please... I can’t believe in this,” I whispered, voice barely audible. “Not again.” His fingers tightened slightly on my cheek. “Why not?” “Because all we feel is lust. A desperate desire to be wanted. It’s not love. It’s an illusion... and I won’t live in illusions anymore.” I pulled away, retreating into myself. I had believed before. In empty words. In half-promises that were never meant to last. I had walked through fire just to be seen—and I had the scars to prove it.

He hadn’t needed explanations because he had already chosen his first love after three years of marriage. Elara sat there for a long time, the fever burning through her veins. When she finally stood up, the world tilted violently. And then everything went dark. *** How did you find this chapter? How did this chapter make you feel about Elara? Was she treated fairly? What are your thoughts so far? Do share your comments and chapter review, dearies.

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Chapter 120: What the First Page Said The sound of the unlocking click echoed far beyond the Threshold. It moved through the folding horizon. Through the silent Pillars. Through every layer of the dream. A single sound. A single permission. And then the first page turned. Nobody touched it. Nobody stood inside the room. Yet the page moved slowly on its own. As though an unseen hand had been waiting centuries for that moment. The projection sharpened.

Across the city, six feet from a hallway shelf with a dead woman's photograph on it, a man she loved was almost certainly sitting in his own dark, giving her room she did not want, because he did not know how to do the other thing any more than she did. Neither of them called. That was the first day. End of chapter 43

he whispered in my ear as the burning stopped. I was on my hands and knees and it felt like I couldn’t breathe. I looked down at my hands and they weren’t burnt. I had felt my skin burn to a crisp but they hadn’t. Everything, even my pain, was an illusion. That meant that even in here, Death was an illusion as well, but the illusion whether in my mind or not, was real in here. “What is love, Kiran?” Death asked me. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back and he looked at me with genuine curiosity.

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 21 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒... 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑤𝑜...

"There's no such thing as true love, or love at first sight. Love is an illusion." "You're wrong." Isabella retorted. "Just because you've never been in love, it doesn't mean love doesn't exist." Antonio was silent for a moment. His thumb paused their slow movement as he stared at her. "Tell me, amore." He said finally. "Have you ever been in love?" Isabella's heart hammered wildly within her. She had no idea why, but when she thought of being in love, it was his face that appeared. There was no way she would fall for someone like Antonio. It was impossible.

She manipulated him. "W-why?" His voice cracked in too much emotions. He had loved his mother dearly. He believed her with all his heart. How could she do this? How could she deceive him? "Why?" As Ray stared at his mother's face, his tears began streaming down his eyes. That day, Ray and Justine cried and suffered from the truth. That day, everything changed. Author note Now the story is going to take drastic turn. like and vote the book. and also comment your throughts to . And also thankyou for reading my book, more updates coming soon :)

I am currently in a luxurious hotel room owned by me. But all I could feel was the desperate longing. But I don't know what the longing is for. Maybe for the family. Maybe for friendship. Maybe for love. I smiled. Love? That is a word that shouldn't be in my life. It was never there and I didn't and don't want to expect now either. I believe love is just an illusion. It changes for every person every minute. Love is untrustworthy. Yet everyone wants to feel that illusion and live in it.