Love Is Unpredictable Novels & Stories

She asked sarcastically. "Supposed to be, you should hate her because she betrayed your love, my dear cousin!“ I hate myself because I can’t do anything to lighten his burden. “That’s enough, Ysa! It’s not true that she really loves that man. She’s just infatuated with his good looking personality. I knew it, I’m the only person that could love her unconditionally. “ “But kuya Gab, what will you do now with your pure love, if the reason is already dead? You better stop that crazy feeling of yours because she’s gone forever." Ysabelle took a deep sigh.

Charles's POV I waited calmly till everyone stopped clapping and sighed. I gave a glance at everyone before clearing my throat, feeling a bit nervous for he first Time in my heart. "I really want to appreciate Mr Hurt for inviting me to this special party of his and am glad to see all of you here. It's really great to be here..and to that I say kudos to the Hurt Empire"I paused as everyone applauded. "Am so glad to be here abd given this glorious opportunity to speak to everyone here and with wasting time I would like to say a few personal words about myself"I paused swallowing my spit."I was like an Oasis in this big world living my life with no great joy or happiness until a special one wa

She scoffed and took a sip from her whiskey. I glanced at her without saying anything. "Men are just unpredictable." "Isn't it woman that are unpredictable?" She nodded. "I know buy the same goes to men. But when it comes to love, you just can't know who the victim may likely be." She gave me a look like she was referring to me with her statement. "No I am not going to be a victim to that thing." I said clearly. "Love isn't a thing and it didn't mention any names, Jason."

He was born with a weak body. My parents had solely brought me into the world to utilize my umbilical cord blood for his sake. Contemplating this, I cast my eyes downward in silence. "Emmett, why are you so shameless? How does it feel to be my substitute?" He sneered with a malevolent grin. Perhaps he had been pampered excessively. His illness did not leave him pallid. Instead, his eyes gleamed with vitality. "I am Zoey's true love. Do you know why we didn't end up together back then?"

The woman before him looked so pitiful, so fragile, that even a harsh word might break her. "No matter how much you like it, you have to stay by my side. Seeing you love but unable to have, do you know how happy that makes me?" He stood up, casually shoving his hands into his pockets. His tall, lean figure stood straight, exuding a wild arrogance that screamed, "Torturing you is my pleasure." "Scarlett, you want to run away with your lover? That's never going to happen in this lifetime." Scarlett looked at him, "What good does it do you to keep me around?"

For the first time since the sky opened The presence feels uncertain. You propose coexistence without control. “Yes.” This reduces systemic stability. “Yes.” It increases unpredictability. “Yes.” It permits suffering. “Yes.” Why? The question isn’t rhetorical. It isn’t mocking. It’s genuine. Aidan’s breath trembles slightly. But his voice stays steady. “Because it permits love.” The air stills. Not compressed. Not vibrating. Still. Specify. Aidan swallows. “Love is variance chosen despite risk.” Suffering adjacency.

she stated. “Then don’t end it.” “I don't know, Ai,” she said. “Everything's unpredictable. Even if he tells me he loves me everyday, I feel like the day will come when he realizes he doesn't really love me and that he will leave me.” She took a deep sigh. “Love's really complicated, huh?” I agree. But I think it’s the people that make love more complicated. “Love and all the other crazy things,” I just murmured. If only things can be simpler…

For another man. Her father may not be the bestest husband in the planet, but she knew that her father loved her mother dearly. Na kahit pa sa huling hininga nito ay hinahanap-hanap pa rin nito ang ina niya. She had asked her father how and why he still loved her mother that way. His answer baffled her. He said it was because he promised to love her mother until the day he dies. She honestly thought it was bullshit. How can you love someone who was unfaithful to you? Worse, how can you love someone who was not in love with you? "It's happening in a month. And I want you to walk me down the aisle," patuloy nito habang patuloy na nakatuon ang atensiyon nito sa pagkain nito.

The feelings I had been trying to suppress were growing stronger with each passing day, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep them at bay. As I left the house to head to the grocery store, Aunt Lou’s words echoed in my mind, mingling with my own doubts and fears. Love might be unpredictable, but so was life. And as much as I tried to keep things under control, there was always the chance that everything could change in an instant.

Something that made opposing convergence possible despite divine design appearing to serve Cole's purposes through creating exact structure he needed. Love was variable divinity couldn't control. Free will was constant goddess preserved. Choice was element that made outcomes uncertain despite circumstances being orchestrated. Luna's love for mates wasn't predetermined. Wasn't controlled. Wasn't guaranteed despite bonds being blessed. Love was choice. Was decision. Was proving free will real through being unpredictable despite everything else being manipulated toward specific ends.