On Love Novels & Stories

Yet, when he thought about it now, it shocked him to see how cold and calculating that was. He had never believed in the concept of love at first sight, except maybe for his parents. It didn't seem logical to him. People met, and if they were attracted to each other, had similar interests and enjoyed everything from barbecue to sex, there was a real basis for a relationship. But not this, where his heart was engaged almost from the beginning. Where he was so besotted with a woman he hated to ever let her out of his sight.

How many times can you push that reality away? Her red eyes rose up towards him with tears and shaking lips. She uttered in a quivering voice, 'Please Tae, understand me. I can't because I-I still love him! Tears began to drop from her eyes and emotions flooded him. Anger erupted in TaeHwan's eyes and his veins burst onto his neck because of anger and his eyes clearly showed the pain in it.

“I love you, my sweet Theresa. Don’t marry him. Marry me, instead. He doesn’t love you like I do. No one loves you like I do.” Her eyes moistened with tears as she listened to the steady beating of his heart. How could things have gotten to this point? How could he let them? She should hate him for the way he’d treated her -the things he did and said- but she still loved him. Heaven help her… she still loved him and probably always would. She lay in silent misery until the beating of his heart and the warmth of his body lulled her back to sleep.

I tell him. “Vi, you know you can talk to me about those things right?” “I know I can,” I say, reaching across and placing my hand in his. His thumb gently draws circles around the back of my hand and I look into his bright blue eyes and say, “I love you.” “I love you too Vi.”

I don't like other people calling me a sweetie or any other nickname; I just like it when he does it, when he did it. Damn, why do I miss him? Why do I miss his voice, the way he looked at me, his gestures, his hugs, his kisses, all his cute caresses and nicknames he told me? I don't want to miss him, I don't want to feel I don't want anything with him, I don't want to remember "Are you all right?" He asks, somewhat confused and also upset at my expression.

But I know this version of me is learning something essential: Love isn’t proven by proximity. It’s proven by what you do with the distance.

But she didn't hate him at all. She could feel the madness in him at that moment, and she knew where it came from. He resented her for wanting a divorce! He resented her for wanting to leave him. In that moment, she felt love. She reached up, wrapping her arms around his neck, holding him close. She didn't think about the grudges and resentment between them. She just lost herself in the moment! She matched his movements! In their entanglement, Scarlett felt a strange familiarity with Wayne, his breath seemed so familiar. Just as she tried to recall where she had felt it before, Wayne's forceful demands brought her back to reality, causing her pain.

[AGATHA NGUYEN] The raw depth of her words made my chest ache with a profound, overwhelming adoration. I squeezed her fingers tightly, a single tear tracking down my cheek as I delivered my own response. "I spent years believing I wasn't worthy of a love like yours, Lexie. I let my own insecurities tell me that I had to choose between being a writer or being the person who holds your hand. But the moment I almost lost you, I realized that my talent means absolutely nothing if I can't use it to write a future for us. You broke your own walls to protect me, and today, I promise to spend the rest of my life ensuring you never have to put them back up. I promise to love you through the writer's

He whispered, cupping Justine's tear stained face. He stared at him for a long time, heart aching to see someone so precious as Justine breaking down in front of his eyes. "You know what's your only fault?" He wiped his tears as he smiled at him. "Your only fault is loving someone so much...someone who doesn't deserve your love." Bob was crying as he smiled at the brunet. "But even that isn't something you should be sorry about." Bob wiped the tears on Justine's eyes. "Because loving is never wrong." He placed a kiss on Justine's forehead, cradling him close to him.

He whimpers quietly, feeling the hurt radiating off of his lover and hitting him in waves. "You had to wait until I was nearly killed before you knew you loved me, Danny, that is not loving. Love isn't conditional, love is unconditional, Danny!" Dylon stares at him, dumbfounded and Levon continues in a weak and weary voice, "Love doesn't want to hurt you, Danny, it is never selfish and it doesn't abandon you, it doesn't push you away, it draws you closer, love heals, Danny, it doesn't inflict harm, love does not hate, love is pure, it's perfect, it has no fault, Danny, none!" Levon meets his eyes for the first time, and Dylon can see tears shining in them.