Love Unspoken Novel Novels & Stories

And as she lay in the dark, the phone glowing in her hands, she whispered into the quiet: “I love you, Daniel.” But she didn’t send it. Because some loves don’t speak in words. They speak in silence. And hope.

She said, "I know." "Ha!" the man exclaimed. He was curious. "Aren't you madly in love with him? You rejected me because of him and blocked my number. You even went as far as to set up a bet to force me out of Seaport. What happened? Did you get dumped?" Sadie replied honestly, "Yes, I did. I was too blind to tell the difference between a man and a bastard." The man was standing in front of French windows, looking out at the view from a random villa in Capitol City. He had a mysterious smile on his face.

All the noises of metal and hammer, machines and humans, fire and water, made blood in my veins to run at soaring speed, My life was never easy, I had been struggling to survive right from the childhood. From abused childhood, distraughted teenage and hardworking adulthood. But I had taken them as challenges and faced it with vehement. I thought I had won everything in the world when Jenny came in my life, she came like a fresh air in my suffocating situation, but she broke me beyond repair. Our love was so shallow, that few scars destroyed it. She left me because my face was ruined during one of the mission. When she ran away screaming after she looked at me, she took everything with her, m

he exclaimed, unable to believe what he had just heard. "What?!" Nora stammered, her eyes meeting Noah's, realizing she had just inadvertently confessed her unrequited love for him. The truth hung in the air, awkward and undeniable, making her heart race. She cleared her throat, attempting to regain her composure. "Nothing…" she lied, her voice barely audible, her eyes avoiding his intense gaze. "Oh! Let me fill that for you," she volunteered, swiftly taking Noah's wine glass away, her hands trembling ever so slightly.

Kai responds, remorse evident in his voice. "I understand more than you think, Kai. I've been battling my own demons, feeling like a party of one. Self-loathing has become my constant companion. But I was afraid that this time apart would be the breaking point for you. That you would finally see the extent of my brokenness," I admit, my voice filled with apprehension. "Baby, nothing anyone says or does to us will ever diminish my love for you. I will cherish every single broken piece of you for as long as you allow me to... do you understand?" Kai reassures me, his words filled with unwavering love.

was maybe possible. But the letter in the notebook tucked away not so far from where they both stood was a cold, solid proof that Love was an impossible word, a myth. The words that came out instead of an explanation drove Lola completely crazy. “Why do you wish to know? So you can cause even more harm? Keep your distance from me woman; you are not allowed to fall in love with me..ever!”, the man’s tone became even colder, almost harsh. Lola suddenly laughed. Noah froze. He was even more surprised at her reaction when she stopped laughing.

"Shit." Things are working out, a new love seems to be cooking in the kitchen of life, another one will have the help he needs to stay out of jail, another one doesn't know what awaits him for his wickedness and now a confession of love heard by those who least wanted to know and now? what explanations will the couple in love have to give.

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Nothing. I move on to the next day. The page is a little burnt on the sides. I try not to imagine what must have happened to the hand that held that diary. 2 July 2010 ‘I don’t know whether my love is shallow or unfounded since we have never talked. But unrequited, untold love is the purest form of love. There is no pretence in that.’

Rosa's mouth hurt me, I know I don't have to pay attention to what other people say, but she was not just any person, she was the mother of the boy she loved and I am sure that, as she was his mother, he would respect the decisions she made just to see her happy. When Cristián arrived I was in bed lying down, I started to read another book to try to forget all those words that Mrs. Rosa told me, but it was useless, I could not concentrate, if I had read a page it was a lot and by the way, don't pay pay attention to what he had written on that sheet. —Good evening love — Cristián approaches me and kisses me— what's wrong with you? This stranger, "he tells me when he does not reciprocate the k