Novel & Cerita Love Is The Strongest Emotion

Saying it more to myself than to him. “She must be a special human if the Mood Goddess paired her with you” was all he could answer. My brain tells me that it could be true, but my heart refuses to accept it. I will not go through that longing and bitterness of losing the love of my love again. Once was enough.

Get my mate back? “There is a chance?” I asked, the question coming on in a breath. He nodded. “Although slow, the chance does exist. Listen to me, Nathan. Love, the most powerful force in the universe, is a journey, not a destination. It's a tapestry woven with threads of joy, sorrow, patience, and forgiveness. It's a symphony of emotions, a delicate dance of give and take. Love is not always easy. It requires effort, dedication, and a willingness to grow. It demands that we be vulnerable and that we open our hearts and minds to another person, even when it feels scary. It challenges us to confront our own fears, insecurities, and past hurts.”

"Mate bonds give us strength. Connection. Love." "Love is weakness." "No." I looked back at my four mates. All watching me. All ready to fight for me. "Love is the strongest power in existence. And you're about to see exactly what that means." I unleashed everything. The full power of the fourfold bond. Not to destroy. To show her. I showed her every mated pair in existence. Every happy couple. Every family. Every bond that brought joy instead of pain. Tears streamed down her face. "Stop."

I whispered with a low smile. She hummed but a sad look crossed her face. I rolled my bottom lips inside my mouth and waited patiently for her to say something. " But he hates me. Hate is such a strong emotion more stronger than love. He may have liked me back if he doesn't hate me." She pointed out. I smiled. Hate can never be stronger than love. Love is the connection of two souls but not hate. Love is permanent and the latter is temporary. " Suppose Zach loved you but you despised him to every extent." She asked.

I said playfully. Suddenly Preeti's smile died down a her face had a serious look on. "No Ezhir, love isn't a joke....it's one of the most powerful emotion in the world, a power that no king or powerful man can control. When love enters your life then you will understand" she said with concern as she patted my hand. "I know what you do at college Ez-" she muttered making me freeze. I slowly looked at her with guilt "you can't hide things from me, just....just don't hurt anyone my brother, you never know what could happen if someone did the same thing to you"

No, he deserved way more than this but he sacrificed everything for his love which rushed in his heart as an untainted emotion but was not worthy enough to be spun in words. The love that is not meant to exist and can be never returned is the love which last the longest, hurts the deepest and feels the strongest.

Nothing can be more painful than that when you love someone. Amongst the laughter of the rest, the silence of Ed and Lilly was heard. As Lilly gazed at the flames burning in front of her, Ed gazed at her, holding a new emotion in his eyes. As she wandered in her thoughts he watched her, carefully, shamelessly, unaware. Why is love so blind? Why can’t they see it? Why can’t they understand it? Why does the strongest emotion bring so much pain? Why isn’t love fair? Love! Does it even exist or is it simply in our conscience?

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. .

I never cared for any women or anyone after my dad died, but she drew me in without knowing like a moth to a flame. She made me feel things I never thought I would ever again. I curled my hands into fists tightly and shook my head, I would never love or let anyone get close only to lose them. The elevator dinged and I stepped off and walked to my office. Once I reached my office I walked inside, then shut the door behind me.

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.”