Love Is An Illusion Novelas e Histórias

Anonna's eyes widened, her excitement palpable. Layana's hand came up next. "Liquid copper is the main ingredient for a venussium, isn't it?" Elma nodded. Layana continued, "but one day, when I and my caste witches were snooping around we came across an ancient potions book. The instructions for the love potion said to melt in four millimeters of copper, which we did. And by then we thought it a good idea to give the potion to a man Faina fancied but I'm afraid it turned out all wrong, he became too obsessed." Layana ended.

He tried to cough it out, but the burning sensation remained. Chortling, the Mistress sighed, looking up at the star. “Do you think love truly exist?” Luis stared at her for a moment. He felt it’s rather unnatural to be asked such a deep question by no more than a child, but he found himself clearing his throat and saying, “Love is a foolish excuse to justify everything. It’s stupid to even perceive it as something that would trigger change; yet, it was what we’re programmed for. It’s why we exist.”

He read the caption "YOU DON'T CHOOSE YOUR FAMILY . THEY ARE GODS GIFT TO YOU, AS YOU ARE TO THEM " "come home son , i love you Happy birthday to you my dear " His hand clinch at the side of portrait stood up and bang the portrait in his wall , the pieces of the portrait shattered on floor . "LOVE !! LOVE BULLSHIT WITH YOUR LOVE !!" He shouted before going in for a relax warm shower. He came out from the shower wrapping a towel on his waist ,shaking his head to dry of his hair , showing off his super muscular body with six pack abs. .

"Laaa... you are just too lazy for this life, I wonder how ya Muhammad would cope with you, that one doesn't know what he's just signed up for." "That one is blinded by his supposed love." Amirah sneered. "But honestly, Muhammad really loves you. Are you sure you are ready to do this knowing you don't feel as strongly as he does for you?" "What does it matter? Love is just an illusion Dee, it's a word people use to describe the feeling of lust they have towards another person." She shrugged nonchalantly.

"Infatuation? Alexander, you can't deny the connection we shared, the moments we spent together. There was something more than fleeting infatuation. I loved you, I still love you. " He shook his head, his voice laced with bitterness. "Love is just an illusion, Emma. It's a construct we create to deceive ourselves. You fell for an idealized version of me, for an idea of love that doesn't exist." His words struck me like a physical blow. The man I had believed in, the one who had captured my heart, was now dismantling all my hopes and dreams. "How can you say that, Alexander? How can you deny the power of love, the depth of emotions that bind us together?"

She said, "But it is only an illusion and it is not without consequence. True love can see through any illusion, as can true mates, as they see each other with the eyes of their mind." The witch said and the woman frowned, while her daughter who had been hiding behind her peeked at the witch, but couldn't understand a word of what the woman spoke. "What do you mean?”

He hated her tears. He was possessive. For him, she had to be acquired and preserved. He imagined women he would be in love with as beautiful, sacrificing, and never arguing. In actual life situations, things were different. Infatuation did not mean that there would not be any differences and the other person would always remain dumb. But in his case, his perception of love was vague and simple. The feelings and words had taken a shape, a sculpture, he could never imagine. The shape of her.

I say honestly. "Hate you? I could never hate you. Tell me what's bothering you Marie." "Well. I don't want to think like this. I really don't. But recently I've been thinking that in reality you only truly fall in love with one person in your entire life and the rest of your lovers are just an illusion of love you have in your mind. You think you love them but you really don't. You care for them and love the idea of them or love them as a person but aren't

I sighed 'Out of everything that has happened to me as of yet this was probably the least bizarre thing' 'I wish to lie down on the floor and pretend as if nothing happened- "Like hell, I can't do that while sitting right next to a dead body!" At this point I had little to no courage left, I couldn't even look at the cold and lifeless body of Fay without crying my eyes out "Just where did it all go wrong...." I crouched against the counter and draped my face with my hands while I let my thoughts run wild... 'None of this feels real, like all of this is an illusion! I want to wake up from this hellish nightmare, what should I do...!?'

Someone who will always love no matter how hard i am to deal at that time. But right now, all of that is nothing but a mere dream, an illusion. I can never be loved. There is no one in this world who will love me. Because I am broken beyond repair. And most importantly I don't believe in love anymore. Love is just an illusion. A beautiful dream that will break once you wake up from your sleep. "Evelyn!!" All of sudden Amelia yelled my name. "You didn't heard what I was saying. Did you?" She asks