Love Is Unpredictable Novels & Stories

This Love To forget the pain she is feeling when she caught her boyfriend cheating with her half-sister, Lumiere went to the club to get drunk and find herself. There, she met Rage Forger, a snobbish but handsome man. At first she thought she wouldn't get his attention however when she drunk danced on the dance floor, suddenly someone hugged her back she immediately felt his warm body and fragrant smell.

Her aunt was not one to make idle threats, and she knew that she would have to obey her wishes, no matter how much it pained her. As Aunt Mary rose from her chair and swept out of the room, Rose sat there in silence, her mind whirling with fear and uncertainty. She had always dreamed of finding true love, of marrying for passion and not for convenience. But now, it seemed that her dreams had been snatched away from her, replaced by a cruel reality that she could not escape. William waited back to talk to her. “What you are doing is preposterous!” She shouted. William laughed. “Are you going to punch me like last time?” He asked her. “I am giving you the rarest chance to be Duchess and you ar

This is love, the elusive thing that I never expected to feel because I never understood until now that it was all out of my control. I didn’t realize that love wasn’t something you consciously did, as if you could decide where and when, and with who. But love is something that happens to you when you least expect it. It just creeps up on you and takes you over, and there isn’t a damn thing you can do about it. No way to stop it from happening, and with its beauty and power, why would you want to?

"Let's see. Actually when someone is about to marry, Devil may whisper mischievous illusion into their dreams, so they would turn away from their loved ones. Making them confused, anxious and uncertain. Making them to doubt the choices they make and the commitment they will go through like marriage. So what I'm trying to say is just leave all the thoughts aside which was whispered by the demon and think about the happiness, the joy, the love, and ofcourse new family you will get. From this you will only feel happier." Woah! I never talked this much with her. By the time when I finished with my talking, I saw tears welled up in Wendy's eyes. I swiped the tears using the handki and said,"I bet

How could they love her when her parents hated her themselves? She hated the attention of her uncle, who retired from women after his wife's death. She hated all of that because it goes against what her parents did, so she struggled between being good or bad, and she still struggles, sometimes she loves and sometimes she hates, and she lived like this and it's not yet time for her to decide her side.

It was a side of Wilhelmina I had rarely seen – she was usually so fierce and strong-willed. "No," she finally said, her gaze falling onto Prince Antonio before turning to me again. "Love is never wrong, Eris. Love is...complicated. And it's unpredictable. It doesn't follow the rules that we want it to. You can't choose who you love and you certainly can't control how they make you feel." As we spoke, Kinnsion turned his head towards us and for a moment our eyes met again. His piercing gaze held a jumble of emotions - love, yearning, hope, despair, and something I couldn't quite fathom.

This time, I was walking forward on my own. In the wind, I seemed to hear a distant conversation, as if voices from another world were intertwining here. “How’s it going? Is it over?” a voice asked quietly. “It’s over. It’s over.” The other voice responded, “How do you think the hero in those campus romance novels ended up straying so far from his character?” “Human nature is unpredictable, and love is even more complicated. That’s why our ‘Mom’s Rescue System’ is running under the guise of the Love Pawnshop—helping the betrayed heroines.”

The Connel from Vienna was gone. “I loved you,” she whispered. He met her eyes. “You know your problem? That word you keep using- ‘love’, I'm certain you don't know the meaning. You've never felt what it's like to be loved so how do you know how to love?” Tori felt shattered. “They'll escort you out.” Connel said, leaving the guest lounge. His shoulder squared like a man who had certainly cleaned the house. Tori was gone. But peace was a lie.

He turned to me and said, "We've run out of rubbers and lube at home, go buy me a couple of boxes. While you're at it, fill the tub with hot water. Nina wants to take a hot bath when she reaches home." Just as he was about to leave, he remembered something. "Oh, and you're not allowed to sleep before we come back. Await your orders like a good little housekeeper," he said coldly. It sounded like a warning. I left the room and strolled down the street in a daze. Our memories from the past flooded my mind. Henry and I had been in love for three years. He had promised to marry me after graduating from university. However, before graduation, I broke up with him for his best friend, who came from

"Nobody loves me like you all do." She couldn't help but regret keeping her marriage to Brandon a secret from the Lardners. If she had the chance to do it over, she'd never lie or hide things from the people who truly cared about her. Especially not for some heartless man who couldn't even be bothered to look her way. It wasn't worth it. "What's with the sudden sappiness? Of course, we love you most. You were the one who stubbornly refused to come to Fremoria back then, no matter how much we tried to convince you. Some jerk broke your heart, didn't he?" Julie teased.