Love That Wasn't Meant To Last Novels & Stories

They were together all the time in the past month, except when they were at work. The media had caught pictures of them entering and leaving their home more than once. They were even given the nickname of 'Siamese Husband and Wife' by the media from how glued at the hip they were. Sadie had experienced true love with Blake. She used to think she had felt true love for Chad, but she realized it was not truly love after she got with Blake. Sadie was smiling when she walked out of the elevator. However, before she could reach her parking space, someone struck her behind the head with a club.

It was worn and tarnished with age, but it was unmistakably ours. In that moment, all I felt was how pathetic and absurd it all was. And it only made me more certain that walking away from him had been the right choice. I said slowly, "Micah, maybe even you don't know who you truly love. Even when we were happiest, you still engraved your ex-girlfriend's name inside the locket. Not mine. "Maybe, deep down, you've always believed that the one you couldn't have was the one worth chasing. When you had me, you kept longing for Ariana. Now that I'm gone, you're suddenly desperate to win me back.

That night, he whispered me sweet nothings, he promised me anything. And, yes, he then left me, diappeared into the thin night air, never to be heard, or seen again. He left me alone, used, with a bleeding sheet and—not so surprisingly—a bleeding heart. I always wanted what my parents have; a lasting love. A forever kind of love. And when I met Lincoln, he made me believed he was the one. I stupidly believed him. That we could be something so, so, so beautiful that will last a lifetime.

if there was one thing they both agreed on was that their big brother was a heartless bully, A heartless bully they both love. She thought of another man, who was a heartless bully, one whom she had loved beyond life itself, but the thought of that man only brought pain, it has been four years but It still hurt like it was yesterday, so she pushed him out of her mind, was not a time to be sad, she wiped the tears that managed to fall, she reminded herself this was a good time for her family it was a time to celebrate. She got up, going to get herself a late-night snack, a habit she developed four years ago when she had returned from

I’m afraid that saying them out loud would break the only connection we have left. ​I guess this is what they call it. This is the quiet, heavy reality of UNSPOKEN LOVE.

I tried to swallow the pain but it only grew sharper and worse. ‎I love her. I still do love her so deeply that it scares me. But Nina… she doesn’t belong to me anymore. ‎ ‎She disappeared from me already, long before today. And seeing her alive again only hurts more, because she’s close… but really gone. She's alive and breathing… but not mine anymore. A sound escaped me, it was more like something between a sigh and a cry and I pressed my hand to my mouth to stop myself from falling apart completely. Maybe I deserve this pain. Maybe this is my punishment for losing her the first time. My heart feels like something has been ripped out of it, and I don’t know how to fix what’s left. All I kn

Not frequently—maybe five times in total—but each time, it left me more broken than the last. He would never love me. He would never claim me. Jake soaked up every ounce of what I gave but never once offered real love in return. And still, he was kind. The kind that listens to your rants, that shows up when you’re crying, that helps without asking for anything back. He did everything—except love me. I wanted to be his. That dream kept me trapped. But by second semester of third year, I started trying to break free. Jake had this habit—he’d vanish without a word, then reappear, sweet and thoughtful, like no time had passed. And every time, I let myself get caught again.

Not the good kind, but one that feels like a creep is scrutinizing me. Ha! When did love morph into so much hate? How did we get here? “I'm not upset. I'm trying hard to determine why you've refused to let go.” I push away the half-eaten plate of salad and roasted chicken. “There's nothing left for us, Tristan. You know that, I'm sure of it. So why in heaven's name are you still here?" “I've not stopped loving you. I don't think I'll ever stop. We were supposed to get married and have kids. We had plans, babe. Don't you miss that? Don't you miss us?”

"If you don't love me, then you can leave and I won't mention it ever again." He looked up at her. "I never stopped loving you, not even for a second." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the, by now, very frayed ribbon. She smiled and wiped a tear. "You see? You already know that this is okay. This is right. This is how we're supposed to end up." He shook his head, defeated. "Mike, look at me," she said.

“I'm sorry, Scarlett…” She reached forward and held him. He had to still love and wish for things to work between them. She searched his eyes hoping to see even the tiniest bit of love for her still there. “I loved you Noah…No, I love you Noah. You know I do… I don't care that you are the Alpha's son and…” He snatched away. “But I care… I care for it all Scarlett and no matter how much we pretend to not care, it will always be there. Deep inside of us, inside of you, you know what we had was meant to never last.”