Murphy Law Of Love Novels & Stories

“Bottling up your emotions isn’t good.” “I’m not bottling up anything. I’m fine. I just want to go home and be with my boyfriend now.” “But you can’t.” “I couldn’t before, either. It’s a stupid fucking law. How can a legal system tell me who I should or shouldn’t love? What does the fucking law fucking know about fucking love?”

"I'm sorry, but I'll get much more than what's in this divorce agreement by continuing being his wife." "But there should be order when it comes to love." Rachel's smile faded as she realized Jennifer wasn't budging. She continued with a hint of urgency, "Even if you insist on staying married, it's futile. I came into Max's life first. It's him and I who are in love." Jennifer nodded. "Yes, you two love each other, but I'm the one married to him. Love may have an order, but the law doesn't care about who comes first. Our marriage certificate is solid proof that you can never be with him legitimately."

“You don’t get it. He’s been there for me! And he loves me, okay?” John’s laugh was harsh, brittle enough to crack. “Ian, listen to yourself! That guy is a psychopath! I’ve seen the way he looks at you, like you’re a trophy he won, not a person! He’s not in love with you, he’s obsessed!” “And obsession isn’t love, Ian. I hate this. I hate that my best friend is marrying a controlling, manipulative…” “Stop it!” Ian lashed out, his own fear and shame twisting into a hot, sharp anger.

Alpha stepped forward towards her and held her hand in both of his hands, speaking softly while looking at her, “Love is a sacred mystery for those who love in true of its terms. For those who love truly, it remains forever wordless. A silent battle where the lover and the loved one stand against the wind to protect each other. There are no facts, no figures explaining to let go of each other. They stand together forever! And if not, then there is no love, but a heartless jest”. Murphy was deeply moved by that, knowing that to be very true. She hadn’t had to lose her life for them to live, if her demise against the winds was defining her strength of the love, there wasn’t any at all then.

She can run all she wants, but I will catch her by the clitoris and drag her to me, fulfilling all the fantasies I have about her I've made so many changes since becoming alpha. New laws. New rules. New ways of doing things. Most of them feel natural. Right. Like they were always meant to be. But there's one law that makes my stomach twist every time I think about it. The law about men who love men. I signed it into existence with shaking hands. Death for any man caught with another man. No exceptions. No mercy. But I love Charles and he loves me. The day I signed it, he looked into my eyes, pain in his

"We've done so many things to hurt each other. How could you think that's love Mury? You were always the naive one. What don't you understand about our relationship now?" "Everything" Mury said also stealing one of Sire's cookies before he could put it on his mouth. "I think I still..I know I still love you guys. Like I lived for loving you then I want to feel like that again. We lost everything when we let love for other things and people come between us. Now that they're all dead I should think we should get back together. It makes sense no?" "You're horribly stupid" Sire commented casually this time taking a bite of one of his cookies himself.

I opened my mouth to say something but Lawrence spoke up first, "Evelyn is my wife and only I have the right to doubt her love for me and I trust her blindly. She can never cheat on me. She has proven her love and devotion to me and there's no need for her to prove it to you. As for that, All her feelings for Adrian faded away when she got married to me." A smile formed on my lips as I looked at him. He looked at me and smiled back and then back at the reporters again, "I love her and she loves me. And the dedication of hers is enough for me to know that the thought of someone other than me has never crossed her mind." Lawrence said and my heart is filled with pride. The feeling of being luc

"That was made by my daughter in law. It is called the Recipe of Love." "Oh, I thought it's all about food," Asha said, embarrassed. "It's a recipe of the food called love. Let me read it for you." Then Ella turned her head to Ronjon. "It is also for you, young man." "Thank you," said Ronjon as he smiled courteously. Lastly, Ella smiled at Lily, who nodded with thankfulness. "The Recipe of Love To Love someone, you need: A ton of patience, A truckload of kindness,

Silence enveloped the room as the two of them sank into each other's gazes. Luliyah knew that she had no other choice. Kelvin was the only hope to pay for her mother's medical condition. She desperately needed this help, but she also couldn't marry a stranger. She didn't know Kelvin and didn't love him! 'Oh, I thought marriage was for people who love and adore each other?' Luliyah kept on thinking. Should she marry a man she doesn't love for just help or money?

He turned back to me and his eyes showed he dropped our little banter we had like two second’s ago. “That’s not going to work today darling. We will discuss it tonight and you will come to a conclusion before you leave this room.” I pout as I give my mum the same puppy eye look, she was always resistant to it, but it’s worth a try? To answer my question, no she’s still resistant to it. She turned to me with a look that said just try it out. Try what out? “I always believed marriage is a sacred thing, you get married to someone you love, just like you do mum and dad.” I take another breath and carry on “I don’t want to marry someone who I don’t love and then live miserably for the rest of my