Lovesick Book Novels & Stories

My eyes read through the lines and the one which caught my heart, " I wish he was the one..but sometimes what's meant to be will always be. I saw him again, I see him every day and I never knew I'd lay with him and feel his breath on my skin. The one who gave me shivers, the one who always broke my heart, the one I loved, and the body he loves. Our lips collided, after all even if this love isn't real, at least the kiss is real. Even if.." I closed the book and laid on my back, my face facing the wall. Almost in a cackle, I mumbled "Love is wicked".

he checked the clock hanging opposite to him, “It’s been late, your friend is probably waiting for you…” It was almost 11 pm he jumped up to leave when Nick stopped him, asking to wait a second. He walked to the shelf. He came back with a torn out book, with a yellow dandelion painted on the cover, in a blue font drawn over it, ‘Love of Youth.’ Nick handed him this book, asking, “Read this. You’ll like it,” patting on the book. That whole night he read the book with a tiny sleep of four hours in the dawn. He came back to the shop next morning, reading the rest of it there, completely drown in the book. He didn’t realize someone came in.

she said. She sighed wistfully and dropped down on the bed. “Mak, I think I’m in love.” She slipped her hands between her legs and squeezed them shut. “Disgusting, Jay. We need to hurry.” “No, seriously, Mak. He was like a porn star. I’m keeping him on speed dial.” I shook my head, knowing she was dead serious. We went to the restaurant downstairs and by the time we got to the car it was after one and Jay was cursing silently.

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.

Quinnel said suddenly and all eyes turned to him. "Uh, Navaeh, what is your worst habit?" "I tend to walk to and fro when I'm nervous and I also always eat the meat that is meant for the toppings of Pizza." She replied and everyone chuckled. "I eat the cheese as well." "What's the last book you read?" "That would be... Alpha's Gifted Mate." "Oh? Sounds interesting. I like the title." "It is." "I've read that book! It's good." "Me too." "I didn't expect you to be into supernatural fanfictions."

He asked, his lips close to hers. She nodded and was about to respond but he swooped down and took her mouth in a kiss. It seemed risky but in a sweet way because anybody could walk in anytime and that was what made it super interesting, she could not think anymore so she just closed her eyes and allowed herself drown in his love and lust for her. As their bodies moved rhythmically, all she could think of was how she felt whole and complete with him. ***************************************************** “Your lipstick is a mess. Smudge?”, Frank said with a grin immediately she stepped into the office.

She spat, "That has nothing to do with you. At least I'm a willing party even if he lies to me." She quietly looked at him as the soft light radiated on his exquisite face, bringing out the depth of his eyes. She showed no signs of backing down or raising her voice in a heated argument; she spoke calmly, "I love him, so I don't care about everything else. You're right—love makes people blind. I don't need you to show me who he really is. Even if he's useless, weak, or doesn't care about me, I still love him all the same."

But later, he got tangled up with Lana and left me with nothing but endless pain. I got stuck in such an abyss and helplessly tried to grab everything I could. I wanted to find support to help me stand up. I gave him my support and tried my best to hold him. But instead, I stepped into the mud and got quite miserable. When I eliminated the lovesick part of my brain, I knew very well that I could never get his love again. At the sight of such data, the operating system in my brain started glitching. My eyelashes fluttered as I subconsciously stopped trying to push him away.

he asked, taking another sip of his coffee. "A book," was her dry reply, without even looking up. Nic gritted his teeth. "I'm aware of that. What's the title?" he asked, with less patience than before. "How to kill someone you don't like in two days." Nic had to laugh on the inside. She really was a funny piece of work. She still had yet to learn her manners, but she would. He would be damn sure of that. He walked over to her and snatched the book from her hands. Before she could protest, he read the title to himself. '100 Greatest Love Poems of All Time'. He handed the book back to her and walked to the bar area and sipped some more of his coffee.

Something she wanted to share only with the man she loved. She had asked Marco to get her a book and Marco, who was understanding enough, brought her a new-age young adult novel, which had a lot of cute romantic moments. It took Marco some time to find a book that was fun and nice and not something depressing. With one g****e search and asking the teens in the bookstore which one was the best, he settled with the upside of falling. But Lise hadn’t even moved from the first page. She just sat out, looking beyond the gates.