Love Is For The Weak Novels & Stories

I thought love was something that made you weak. I thought it was stupid. That is until I met him...

ATLAS’ POV My eyes roll at my blood stained shirt while I stand outside at the corridor, ogling my eyes still trying to get a clear reason for christables actions. It's bewildering how someone can do such just for the sake of some seeking love. I have always said that love is for weaklings. Love is for those who do not know their worth and do not have things to do. Love is for those who do not have a purpose in life. Love should be a thing that is erased from the existence of life.

Then what is the four lettered word love? Is it not affection? Is it not attraction?? What is it??? ----------------- Each human in this world has a weakness, Someone can't cook...Someone can't make friends..... there are soo many similar examples... Do you know someone who has no weakness??????? But humans revolve their whole life around that one weakness, which creates dissatisfaction and unhappiness. Humans have weakness due to either their birth or due to circumstances, but they turn their weakness into their limits There are still some people who rely on hardwork and convert their weakness into their strength

It can make the weakest person strong and the strongest person weak. Loving someone is like giving them the remote control of your life. Love makes people weak rather than strong because it's difficult to maintain a relationship, especially if you're working together as well. It takes effort on both parts in order for the relationship to work. It requires loyalty, patience and understanding.

This was the woman I'd fallen in love with - brilliant, brave, and absolutely refusing to be broken. "Viktor," I called out, "your story about Anna was very touching. But you made one crucial mistake." "And what's that?" "You assumed we're as weak as you were." I could practically feel Viktor's anger radiating through the speakers. "You think you're stronger than me?" "I think we're stronger together than you ever were alone," Lyra answered before I could. "That's what you never understood. Love isn't weakness when it's real love. It's the strongest force in the universe."

For both of our sakes. "Love is fickle, and not meant for gods or immortals." She said as she started coming back towards me, smiling as if she knew our love wouldn't last. "It makes us weak. Vulnerable. You know nothing of love. You don't understand what it can do in its darkest hour. "As Julian told you, during your fight, you don't deserve this mantle of responsibility. Without Kaitlyn, your weak. Nothing." She sneered our love, and what it truly meant.

“What if one day Andy finds out you’re not Catherine? And that the reason you’re with him isn’t love, but just fulfilling a promise to your prison friend?” Alicia’s eyes turned icy, her expression sharpening as she sneered. “Everyone falls in love eventually. But I can’t say the same for you. Regan, open your heart. It’s grown cold from hatred. Let others love you—and learn to love in return. Don’t fight yourself. Even when you think you don’t deserve it.” Regan’s laugh was cold, tinged with ridicule. “Love is for the weak. The strong don’t wish for love—they’re feared. One day, you’ll see that love is what brings down even the greatest of people.”

I just wanted to hear the words. Ethan struggled to come up with the words but one peck from me, he smiled adoringly, Brushing my hair out of my face. “When have I not loved you? You are dumb for someone who writes a romance” I peered up at him, my chest almost swollen from his sweetest words. “Just say the word,” I urged, pushing him a little.

I refused to feel love cause I know that it will be my weakness. And I refused to be weak. I will prove Mr. King that I can survive without his help. That I can survive without anyone. And I will never let love be the death of me.

What emotions did she experience? You won't take us.”. The sound of a deepened spirit laughter filled the room, and I was left feeling warped. "Do you believe in your love? Love is weakness. It's what makes you vulnerable. It'll not save you.”. "I stepped forward with my heart racing, my voice staying strong even as I faced the fear. Don't believe me?" asked one woman. Love isn't weakness. It's our greatest strength. We won't let you destroy us. This dark spirit figure sprang up in exuberant anger, crushing against the walls like thunder.'". Its force caused a shockwave that hit the tower's very foundation.? I sensed a dense fog of energy pushing against us, trying to break our skin.