Love Is For The Weak Novels & Stories

"No ifs and buts,just please let me do something for you." "You know you are crazy right?" "Only for you baby." "I love you Tien." "I love you so much my angel." This man makes me all gooeey and weak.But as you know "Love is never for the weak,its he who faces it,knows the fierceness of this feeling. Congo Natalia you are becoming a poet.I rolled my eyes at my own thought and resumed my day.We also had the staff meeting.Guess this is going to be a long day.

Love. Love is the four-letter word that makes the world go round. For some, it’s the only thing that keeps them sane. They say it gives them the strength they needed to survive life. But it is also the reason why most of them fall apart. For me, love is not for the weak but for the brave who are not afraid to face it head-on. For people who are not afraid to take risks and accept the consequences of their choices. Love is for the people who look for it and grab it, instead of just sitting around waiting for it or someone to come and swept them off their feet.

I had learnt the hard way that love only made one weak and weakness is the last thing I wish for now. Welcome to my world!!! My world of uncertainty.

She wasn't his girl. "Someone is scared. Love is fucked up, Marc. Maybe the other person is scared of putting all their eggs in one basket. What if they give you their heart and lose?" "Does that make them weak? Or do you think it would cause someone to worry about appearing weak?" "Love does make you weak. It has the power to destroy you. That's why you and I are all about lust. Love is for the strong of heart. You and me baby... we don't have hearts." She tugged his pants down and went for his underwear as he reached down and jerked her back up.

You have always been. Love is a vulnerability that can be taken advantage of. I responded, "Love is not weakness," with a forceful but slightly depressed tone in my voice. "Love is power. It offers us motivation, strengthens our will, and equips us to defend what is most important. Deucalion's face contorted into an evil grin. "We shall see how far your love and determination take you, Seth," he scoffed. You best have her ready the next time I come back, or you'll pay the price.

It makes them weak. And I don’t do weak. “Love is just attachment,” I continued. “A chemical reaction people dress up to feel special about their bad decisions.”

Violet immediately shouted: “I believe you! No need to prove it! I believe you are not physically weak! I was just joking at that time, don't take it for real!" “Oh?” Dominic said, but his hand didn't stop. Violet hastily explained: “Really! Of course, it's true! No need to prove to me, I trust you and completely believe you are not physiologically weak. Don't be so petty." Dominic looked at the confused expression and hastily explained that made him feel very lovable. But the loaded gun couldn't help but shoot, and he didn't want to spare Violet either. She was right he was a petty man.

"I… I.. I don't know, Darius! I don't know anything! I don't know what you are talking about! They… they… can't do this to us. They can't!" Noah shook his head violently as his heart started ache painfully. He may look strong from the outside but he is a really soft nature man from the inside and his unconditional love for the girl has made him weak. But it's not a bad kind of weakness. Weakness in love is considered the most powerful weapon in reality and Noah believes in that and that's why he allows himself to get weak everyday and fall in love some more everyday.

Because, the next moment, he loosened his grip on her and moved backwards. Moved with such force as though he had a sinful realization. A deep shaky breath, an uneven smirk of sarcasm on his face, and he opened his mouth, "Love is for the weak. A mate is a weakness. And looking at how you are... I can only say, you will weaken me more than anything else." She backed away. Suddenly the warmth, the presence and consolation he provided turned into suffocation. She didn't cry but her eyes burned. They burned as if she had not blinked for hours. As if her eyes were suffering due to thick unfading fog of poisonous gas.

he said with full confidence and an unknown emotion. I scoffed as a devoid of laughter left my lips. "Seriously Dario?...you are saying this?...if love really existed then why did I go through all that?...why would he do that to me?...why would she do that to me?....love is for the weak. Look at me Dario...I am so successful, rich...powerful without love but when I was in love, I was so weak...I was nothing...I was powerless. Love just weakens you but if that doesn't exist then wonders could happen" I snapped.