Mina What Is Love Novels & Stories

He answers the girl simply: "Really? No matter what I do, they will love me anyway. Because what they want are power and money!” “That I know! But is it possible to love but not be loved? If so, then it's not love anymore. They only borrow the name of that noble sentiment to conceal their true purposes. And they even force themselves to pretend love. Love is no longer coming from the heart!” – Mia says in a sad voice. She finishes with a sigh. “Have you never been in love? I see that you are very clear on this matter! Since I don't need love, I won't discuss this further. But if you want to love, then try to love me.” – The man looks at her meaningfully.

“You don’t have to say anything. Or feel anything back.” I gave a sad smile. “You’re a good person, Minjae. But I’m sorry… I can’t like anyone. I’ve never felt anything for anyone… except Zay... ” I stopped myself, but it was too late. His eyes darkened slightly. “I mean… love is a curse for me. Because after what’s going to happen next week… no one will ever love me again.” A tear slid down my cheek. My heart ached just saying it.

"Minal, he doesn't love me.... you know what he said to me....." Isha was crying miserably and she finds it difficult to talk. Minal, who was sitting with her, can't endure seeing her in that condition. "He said that he was considering me only as his friend. He doesn't consider me anything else other than his friend. You know it's meaning .....? He never loved me. And here I was getting mad in his love." On her complaining against him, Isha held Minal's hands. Seeing her disheveled hair and red eyes, Minal felt something pierced in her heart.

I've learned, from their own mouths, that many of the rumors that circulate around the school about their relationship are created by themselves only to create controversy and grow their popularity; which is absurd, in my opinion. Telling everyone that they've even slept in their parents' bed is overstepping the line. I don't think they did, although they say they did so as not to deny themselves to others. Although it's well known that Lindsay is not a born saint, much less the Virgin Mary of this century, I don't think she's slept with Alex yet. They only have, like, four or five months of boyfriends, and besides, she's barely going to be sixteen. And yes, I know they say it's the age when

With a heavy heart, Miss Mina anticipates and said, “But, did he agree to leave you behind?” “Yeah, he did! Why would he cling and stick to a person like me? Like, what I’ve said, I have nothing to offer. He’s just grateful that I took good care of him, so he stayed. But love is not about being grateful; it cannot be forced.” Andrea responded, looking sadly into Miss Mina’s eyes. She retracted her gazed as the memories of his late loving father and the problem she has also at home flashed into her mind, thus, blankly staring at Miss Mina’s side, she added, “All I want is to be with someone whom I will love with all my heart, and who will love and accept me for who I am. A love that could tak

"Don't you think that's absurd? How do you even expect I go about that without eventually getting my ass arrested?" "Listen, it's so simple. You just have to make him fall in love with you and make it hard for him to leave you. After that stage is gone, you just make sure to get pregnant for him and boom, it's all settle. We'll be in riches," "You think that it easy? Why don't you go ahead with your "simple little plan with Mr Ceo" yourself and we shall see the highest bid of your result,"

He glared at Waldo Martins then turned to her and asked: "Minerva! Explain, who is this man?" "Actually, I'm..." Waldo Martins had not finished his sentence when Minerva hurriedly interrupted: "This is Waldo Martins, my first love. You and Waldo introduce each other to get to know each other." As soon as she finished speaking, both men widened their eyes in surprise. Waldo Martins hurriedly turned to her and whispered in her ear: "What are you talking about? First love? Please explain again. Otherwise your husband misunderstood."

Then I asked slowly, “Hey are you married?” He raised an eyebrow asking me to continue, so I did, "I'm Sienna, nice to meet you. I'm Sienna, officially left with nothing, I just left everything now. Plus you look like you are in need of cash, I have talent and a job to make money, I just need a marriage certificate. Meetings like this are rare, especially for someone like me, and you look like someone who would give a heartache to my Uncle, which is exactly what I'm planning right now.

“I do. All of it.” Claire blinked at him. “You do?” He nodded, a slow, shaky nod. “Yeah. Sometimes love feels like this giant mountain. You’re just standing there at the bottom, and it’s so big. And you’re wondering if you’ll ever be strong enough to climb it. Or if you’ll just fall halfway up. And it’s scary. Because what if you don’t make it?” That was it. The breaking point. They both cried then. Just let it out. Not loud, not dramatic—just quiet sobs between two people who understood the fear that came with loving someone too much.

A storm of doubt and love and fear swirling in her gaze. And in that moment, Chi realized words alone wouldn’t be enough, she’d have to fight for this, for them. Because sometimes love isn’t just about choosing someone once. It is about choosing them every single day, even when the past claws its way back in, even when fear whispered doubts into the cracks. Chi reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers. “Mina, you’re my home. Please, don’t doubt that.” This time, Amina didn’t pull away.