Love Is The Strongest Emotion Novels & Stories

‎ ‎The strongest emotion, however, was something she couldn't quite name. ‎

I clung to him, feeling every emotion, every sensation with an intensity that bordered on overwhelming. As we made love, the world outside ceased to exist. There was only us, wrapped in each other's arms, sharing a moment of pure connection. I felt cherished, adored, and most importantly, loved. It was a love that healed old wounds and gave me strength for the battles to come.

It was greater and stronger than lust and passion, in an entirely new dimension of volatile emotions. It was love. Love. I'm in love with him. I am in love with Adonis.

“Some of the strongest men I know can’t admit to also being terrified or it takes them a long time. I think admitting emotions makes you even stronger.” “Mí padre used to say that loving someone creates a weakness in the armor.” He inhaled. “It was what we did, knowingly attacking Herrera’s family.” Rei squeezed me tighter. “You’re my weakness. I’d burn this world to ashes for you. I love you, Jasmine.” “I love you, too.”

But I have found the things that scare you most often are the best for you. I understand how people can fear love; the idea of opening up to someone and being vulnerable to pain is a part of the risk that comes with loving. But when you find the right love, you’ll realize the risk is worth it. If you open yourself up to love, any voids in your past can be filled because of the love someone gives you. While fear is the strongest emotion that controls us, love is the most powerful emotion. There is a reason, every movie has a storyline with love, or every classic song is about love.

“No. I know she is in love with you but even that can’t make her do horrible things like this.” I sighed.“My father once told me something, he said that love is the strongest emotion in the world and also the most dangerous thing in the world. It can mend broken hearts, heal wounded minds and pacify troubled souls but it can also destroy the purest of hearts.” Her tears flowed ceaselessly. “I don’t know if I would ever forgive her. I want to but I just can’t.” “Forgiveness?” I scoffed. “I have studied that word for several years and I still don’t understand what it is.”

- You need to calm down. – Devin said for the thousandth time. - Why does it hurt so much, Devin? - I sat on the floor crying. Devin sat down next to me and wrapped me in his arms, I leaned my head on his chest, still crying. Couldn't stop. Why does loving hurt so much? Because he does not love me? - Because you love him. He kissed the top of my head. - And you don't know how to deal with it now, but you're strong and you'll make it.

She tried to keep her reaction minimal. "You love him." So Ra simply stated as she took a sip of her coffee. "Who?" Lana looked at her friend helplessly. "Do I even need to say it? It's too obvious." So Ra laughed. "I care about Jason..." Lana said, looking down at her hands. "Are you kidding me?" So Ra asked in disbelief. "I don't know what to do. Either way I turn someone is going to get hurt." She felt desperate for an answer that would solve her problem.

Liam asked, shocked. “Love is for the weaklings. Strong people do not let their emotions control them. Love is a tool for control.” “Grandma, is that what you believe?” “Yes. And I do not want you to fall into the same emotional trap. That is why that homeless trash must go.” “But grandma, I accepted her condition back then. I can’t go back on my word now that everything is fine.”

"I know my way of loving you is different. It's messy, possessive, and sometimes brutal, but it's real." He swallowed. "It's all I have." It's too late for all this, Nikolai. Too late. “I’ve never said it before,” he added, gently tucking a lock of my hair behind my ear, “because I was scared it would make me weak. But the truth is… loving you is the strongest thing I’ve ever done.” Tears blurred my vision. I had to blink multiple times to prevent them from falling. My chest ached with a kind of pain I hadn’t felt before.