Love Is Weird Novels & Stories

" I just nodded my head because I didn't have anything else to say. This person was so quiet, totally the opposite of Lily who's loud. As the song I heard before said, 'Love moves in mysterious ways,' no matter how different you are from each other, there's still a chance for love to blossom even if you have different personalities, interests, and statuses in life. Love is indeed mysterious. 'Then, why are Dylan and I alike, but it seems hopeless--- Oh, yes, we are alike, because we're both men.' I winced at my thoughts. "Are you okay?" my companion asked. "I'm okay," I forced a laugh to show that I wasn't feeling awkward.

And love makes people do terrible things. Even me.

“He said if it’s a boy, he can structure a claim through blood leverage and scandal. If it’s a girl, he can still use paternity ambiguity to freeze transfers. He talked about my child like a spreadsheet.” Lydia’s anger cooled into something more dangerous. “Vanessa…” “Don’t,” Vanessa snapped. “I didn’t call for comfort. I called because I finally understand the difference between obsession and love.” Downstairs, Vanessa stared at the monitor wires taped to her skin. She remembered every time she had mistaken humiliation for devotion. Every time she had confused being wanted with being valued. Adrian never loved me. And Harris had never even pretended. “I wanted love,” Vanessa whispered. Lydi

Lior has been so good to me, so supportive. Why would he… exaggerate? Or even… lie? Could he have done something in the past that is haunting him now? “He loves me, Kira,” I say, trying to convince myself as much as her. “He’s shown me that, in so many ways.” "Love can make people do strange things, sweet pea," she replies, her tone softer now, tinged with a wisdom that comes from a deeper, more primal understanding. "And sometimes… what looks like love feels a lot like… something else."

“I need this party to go well tonight. I feel like my whole success is banking on this. I need these people to love me.” “Of course, they will love you,” Imogen said softly as she walked closer to her friend. “You are amazing and you are charming and you are smart. You know what you are doing.” She placed a hand on Maeve’s shoulder, rubbing it kindly. “And if they don’t love you, you’d at least make them respect you.” “Yeah, yeah.” Maeve waved if off dismissively. She glanced up at Imogen, forcing a smile out. “I’m fine, I’m going to be fine.”

To think that she had fallen for a stranger while 'brothers' were denied that honor left him scratching his head, in search of an answer to the question: "Isn't love a crazy adventure?." ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` "Crazy things have been done just to prove love is correct, yet, it does feel like the world has only been treated to a glimpse." Linus.

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

It’s been 4 days since I stayed with River. And every single day has been filled with so much love and happiness that it doesn’t even make sense. How could this beautiful woman make me, someone who has admittedly never been in love, feel how I’m feeling. I didn’t think something this wonderful could ever happen for me. Her smile brightens my day, her laugh makes my chest warm, her kisses make my skin tingle. And I know that as soon as she leaves I will inevitably be heartbroken. And after my heart gets broken by her, I don’t think I’ll ever be the same.

She asked as she faced the road she was going on. She tapped my left leg as she said, "Babe, you'll be all right," turning to stare at me. Did I hear it right? Did she call me babe? What's on with her mind? My will struggled with annoyance as she called me that. Yes, I can say she's perfect, but love is different. It's not about appearance or something. It's a bizarre feeling, the bliss whenever you're with the person you adore as the butterfly triggers to fly, falling in love unconditionally and unexplainable.