Love Is An Illusion Ending Novels & Stories

But Rasiya chuckled sarcastically. "I know, how much you love me. But I can see your love for me slowly fading away even without your knowledge." She said nonchalantly and looked away being hurt. "No, it's nothing like this. You are getting me wrong again. It's not like you're thinking. I loved you, I do and I'll always love you only. I have no feelings for anyone." He said to her making her feel relieved. But how long? This illusion is going to shorten life. And then that will be shattered into million pieces.

I know this is just the beginning of our love story, and I hope we can overcome all the challenges we face. ----THE END ~Ylluscion

The abyss recoiled. Because suddenly, the choice changed. Lira understood it instantly. Love was not proving itself by refusing to let go. Love was trusting that connection mattered even if it ended. The fear inside her cracked apart. Not disappearing. Transforming. The silver light exploded. Not violently. Warmly. Endlessly warm. The abyss screamed. The visions shattered around them. And suddenly, Kael’s hand slipped from hers. Lira’s eyes widened in horror. “Kael?” He smiled one final time.

When the kiss ended, Ella leaned back so that she could look into his eyes. “I already see every other man through your lens. I remember people depending on how much taller or shorter they are than you. I don’t want to give myself to anyone else,” she said. The look in her eyes melted him to putty. If she asked him to sign over all his property to her at this very moment, then he would have asked her for the papers and pen. He groaned deeply and kissed her deeply. The rest of the night passed by quickly as the two lovers rediscovered each other.

Her lips curled into a triumphant smirk as she mouthed silently, "His love can belong to you... or it can belong to me." I gave a bitter smile and walked away. Right then, an alert popped up on my phone: [Your flight is boarding soon. Please proceed to the airport.] I powered off my phone and took one last long look at them. If this were how it had to be, so be it. ... After settling Giselle, Jordan felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest. He made an excuse to step outside for air, expecting to see that petite figure on the bench, but it was empty.

"I'm not signing. As long as we're not divorced, Brad will always be nothing more than a shameful homewrecker." The moment I refused, her temper flared. "Drew, you have a lover outside this marriage, too. Divorce would be the best outcome for both of us." I gave her the same answer. "I don't! "Yesterday was April Fool's. I thought you were lying to me, so I played along and lied back! The only person who betrayed this marriage from beginning to end was you!" But she simply said, "Believe whatever you want. This divorce is happening no matter what.

“You’re just a shell, Aria. You’re empty. So you wouldn't understand what love is. What it means and feels to be in love. Loving someone and mating with them are two different things. Which do you think is stronger?” “Love,” Aria scoffed. “Love, Mia, is an illusion. It's not real. It's just something your brain makes up, to fill a space. Sooner or later, you’ll both be tired, and that is when you’ll realize it was never love. That it was never real.”

I took a deep breath as I could no longer control myself, tears trickled down my eyes as I stepped my foot until I was standing on the railing. My eyesight has dimmed because of my tears, one wrong step and I will fall into the sea. "Love is just a fucking illusion, Ashton." Luciano suddenly said and pushed me causing me to lose my balance and I fall into the sea. My mind went completely blank until I felt my body sink into the cold water, I don't know what happens next. The last thing I remember was Luciano's words before he pushed me. Love is just a fucking illusion.

He remembered his ex girlfriend who left him after collecting some huge amount of money from him despite her sweet words and care. "Love is not existing anywhere"he muttered Though, he loves Linda but his ego and experience won't let him go for him.

"Scarlett, please. I'm begging you. Just this once, forgive me. Look, this is Beatrice's medical record. She lied to me. She never had stomach cancer. Please just read it." Bryson yanked his hand away, then shot him a cold look. "Mr. Gibson, show some respect. You don't get to lay a hand on my wife." Declan stared at us, his eyes full of resentment. Still, he pleaded, "Scarlett, please forgive me. I know I messed up, really." I glanced at him, finding it almost laughable. I had once loved him with everything I had, but he never knew how to cherish it.