Love Is The Strongest Emotion Novels & Stories

How could she not? [I am not free.] she replied, rejecting him outrightly. She was not going to give him the feeling of being vulnerable. Two years back, she cried for him and almost destroyed herself. But now she was not the same stupid thing. After all, now She was stronger, confident, independent, and can control her emotions. Love is one of the strongest feelings that a human has. It can either save or destroy. Again… the one who loves unconditionally can hate a person hundreds of times if he or she starts hating.

Everything will be all right in the end. Love is too strong. No one can stop it. No one ever has, and no one ever will.

"Love. We told you before. Malthus strives up off chaotic power, he has no idea there is another form of power that is even stronger than that. The power of love. That will be your strength and his weakness." "And how am I supposed to use love to get to him?" "Love is the one thing he cannot mimic, cannot corrupt nor consume. He thrives on anger, fear, and every other emotion but love. So love is poison to his kind." "Am I supposed to love him or what exactly are you talking about?" I glared at them. "To wield love is not to whisper sweet words or offer softness, Mighty one. It is to bear your bond, your devotion, and your passion. This is the chain that will hold him in place. That way, he

It was a face that Matthew knew, a face that he had once admired, a face that now filled him with a cold dread. "Love?" the figure said, his eyes glittering with a strange intensity. "Love is a weakness, Matthew. A distraction. It clouds your judgment, it makes you vulnerable. I learned that a long time ago." Matthew stared at him, his mind reeling. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. This man, this powerful, influential man, had no concept of love? No understanding of the depths of human emotion? "You're wrong," Matthew said, his voice trembling with a mixture of anger and disbelief. "Love is not a weakness. It's the strongest force in the world. It can make you do things you never tho

Crysler took a deep breath. "Love and Hate. These are two very powerful emotions. They can make you strong and weak. My mate is filled with love. AND if she goes against it, she will never be able to achieve her true strength. I gained my powers with revenge and hate. A person filled with so much love can never truly hate someone... But it is necessary for Rebecca." Crysler has thought everything thoroughly.

Yes, I miss this face, and I couldn't help but agree with Harry's words. Love isn't for the weak, Love is for the strongest. The strongest who can admit and embrace it. “Davis, he who denies the feeling and runs away from it, is weak to love. But he who admits to it and takes the right actions… is the strongest. Like me” Harry had said to me. I can see that now. It takes strength to accept that you love someone. It takes strength to admit it too. The same way I'm standing right now in front of Grace, fighting with myself to admit that I had loved her all along.

Jacob POV “Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.” It’s a quote from Lao Tzu that’s been going through my head ever since Emily shut that door with me standing behind it. I wouldn’t call myself a romantic. Once upon a time, I didn’t even believe in love, but this woman has stirred my loins back to life. She’s like a fire burning bright, setting the darkness alight. The very thought of her makes me dizzy with desire, but I fear this morning may have been the last time I’ve ever seen her.

As if my heart suddenly has armor, even an axe or a knife can not hurt it. It turns out that being loved is what makes people strong.

{Love………. love is a special emotion that carries a lot of respect in you for a person. It has an astonishing aura that can change a tyrant king into a wise man, a rock into butter, built a village into a kingdom, and change hatred into a rose. It is an emotion that can wipe out dehydration, relieves hunger above all pin a trust for one person into another spice. The only problem in this way is that it’s a test. Whether you believe in love or not, it can open a fake connection with another and then end up one side of grief.

he replied, puffing his cigarette. Walking on the empty road, her eyes glistened with tears as her lips trembled. The face of the woman, so powerful and undeniable strength, had appeared in front of her eyes. Her mother... the woman she loved the most... the woman she cherished...What made her cry? For love had to be the strongest of all emotions to induce even the smallest of tears.