One Sided Love Novels & Stories

Occasionally, you may find yourself thinking I love them rather than I’m in love with them. If your relationship undergoes a shift, it does not necessarily imply that something is wrong with it. Feeling in love with someone rather than loving them merely highlights how sentiments of love evolve throughout a relationship, particularly a long-term relationship. However, our love is just a game—a play. It’s fake. And this love is just one-sided. One-sided love, Specifically, you are feeling this way towards someone who does not reflect your feelings. And a person like me, who has known one-sided love has a deep-seated yearning in my heart that one day someone exceptional would love me in return

“Huh? Someone you like? I doubt that.” The last said, shaking her head while staring at me with doubt filled eyes. “Why don't you believe me?” “If you really had a woman you like, she would like you too. And if that's the case, I'm sure she wouldn't let you be out here drinking almost every night. Unless, it is a one-sided love on your part.” I raised my brow, at last instantly. “One sided love, you say? How much do you know about love? Listen, I was the first, but I was overthrown! So, it's not a one-sided love as you think.”

the journey with her made my life beautiful so I never dared to ruin my relationship with her at any cost if I had the words to describe my feelings for you I would be the happiest man in the universe but words seems to fail me time and time again so I have to settle for the words in this verse your touch, your smile, your presence and soul mesmerize and entangle me completely if I had but one ambition, one utter goal, it would be to stay by your side for eternity . . One sided love is far away better than both side because there is no chance of losing love, no break up, no formalities, no lies, no pain just remains unselfish love within ourself but one day su

"Because I knew that none of them could have you. You've always belonged to me." I huffed a cold laugh. "I think you might be getting this all wrong." "No." A dark smirk formed. "I think you are the one who gets this all wrong." She inched closer, her finger tracing down the line of buttons on my shirt. "You keep saying that we are not a couple; I see it differently. If you ever want to be in a real relationship, it can only be with me. If you ever want to love a woman, it can only be me. Do you understand our deal now?" Her smirk turned into a sly grin. "I allowed you to have other sexual partners because I've never seen you being affectionate toward any woman you fucked. I don't know why,

"Baby, I've let go of the hate now. I fell for you a long time ago. "And Eric loves you too. Neither of us would give you up. So that's why sometimes I seemed like I had two different personalities. When I was gentle, that was me. When I was rough? That was Eric. "From now on, let's live together, all three of us. Eric and I are twins—we share everything. You can be our shared wife." No. Absolutely not. I had morals. I had dignity. Love was supposed to be exclusive. How could anyone be so twisted?

But right now, his slow steps toward me felt like a scene out of a movie. So many thoughts raced through my head. Was he going to hug me? Maybe he’d kiss me and declare me his Luna in front of everyone. Maybe this was the moment I had never dreamt before. But no. "You can never be my mate! You can never get my love!" Victor roared. His eyes were full of hatred— but his hands told a different story. They wrapped tightly around my waist, pulling me close. Too close. His grip was firm, almost desperate.

"Everyone," I addressed my stunned classmates. "I don't know what story Mr. Olsen made up to get you to believe him, but I don't even remember that he existed in our class until last week. "He's using my name to build some tragic love story and even got a girlfriend who looks like me! Then, as soon as I returned, he started love-bombing me with his public confessions, sneaking pictures of me, and using his power to manipulate the people in my life!"

I sit up and look at the ground. "You asked me to try to love you, and when I say I do, you pull away," I say as I look up at him. He nods. "You know my history. I haven't known love. Hearing someone say they love me is new to me. I said that because I didn't want you to be overwhelmed. I never actually expected you to love me. I'm not trying to pull away, I swear. It's just different," I swallow harshly as I look away from him.

The man whose absence had left a wound so deep she hadn’t known how to heal it. But now, as she spent more time by his side, the pain seemed to dull. The soft ache she felt when she looked at him wasn’t just from anger or betrayal. It was love. Unquestioning. Undying. It was a love that would never fade. Her one sided love.

mummy asked her. “Um, pretty normal!” “Do you love him tho?” “I do, I love him so much” “Does he love you?” “So very much!” “I bet he does!” “How do you know?” “Men in his father’s family are True lovers. They don’t catch feelings just like that, but if they finally fall in love, it is a one-way ticket, there’s no going back! That’s why they only date one and be faithful till marriage! They don’t date girls, they date THEIR WIVES”