Pieces Of Your Love Novels & Stories

because I look like his first love? Realization hit me. He doesn't love me! It's all just a lie! His love is a lie! Tears filled my eyes. But I tried not to cry. "You must be devastated by knowing this." she said trying to sound consolidate. "Why are you here? Why are you suddenly back in his life now? Where were you all these years?"I snapped at her.

After a brief moment, he added with a tone of reluctance, “Do what you must to get him to think that you’re madly in love with him.” “What then?” I asked. “When I can get a better idea of where you are, I can come for you. I don’t understand why our connection was broken. My blood should have acted like a beacon for me to find you,” he mused. “I told him that you gave blood for my transfusion,” I admitted. “Oh,” he said with a heavy sigh. “That’s unfortunate.” “I didn’t know,” I said with panic in my voice. “It’s alright,” he said, gently. “It’ll all be alright. I’ll find you, I promise. Just, please promise me that you’ll keep up the façade and let him believe that you’re a couple. It

Maisie came closer to me and hugged me around my abdomen, her hair smelt of pineapples and cherries blended together and with my left arm, I began to smoothen it, slowly. "You know, right from when we met in Bulgaria, during the race, I knew fate meant for us to be together, forever", she whispered, her eyes moving from my eyes, to my lips, my eyes again, my neck. "I felt that connection like... like I had met the one, but now, forever seems like such a short time, I'm dying, and we might not escape this".

I know I caused her all this, but how could she give up easily on me. "I love you, Jane. I am not going to let anyone or anything come between us again. Even if it's fighting against the whole world, I will do it for you" she stopped struggling and looked at me, tears threatening to fall. I couldn't bear to see her fragile side.

Love burns like a candle That sometimes flickers but never dies. Love may be invisible, Although it's right before your eyes, Love can leave you empty, Love can make you whole. Love can make or break you, Love is in your soul. ....

Love is not like that. At least not my definition of love. I stayed with you for 17 years, Anirudh . Now I can not do it anymore. Everytime my decisions were taken by someone else but today I am making my own decision. I am ending my misery. I am no longer a puppet of yours. I am no longer a prisoner. I am free. I am finally free. Move away Anirudh the car will blast any moment and most importantly it is not your love that broke me. I am broken by the love of my own. My love broke me completely.

"Love isn't conditional. A person truly in love won't hold mistakes against their partner. They won't turn their back on them when things get rough. They won't switch their love on and off based on what suits their mood or needs. I know you've done things you regret, but if Dot truly loves you, then she will come back to you." Ady pauses for Alexander to respond but when his silence stretches, she continues, "Love isn't something so trivial Alexander. It becomes a vital part of you; this unknown thing you need to feel complete. I've imagined that loving someone is like cutting a piece of the fabric of my heart to give to them; like "Here is a vital piece of me, I want you to have it." And in

Her lips trembled. Aries parted his lips and walked close to the television screen. “You know, two men claimed to love me. One crushed my heart brutally and threw me out. The other picked up the broken pieces of my heart and fixed it back with all the love I never knew existed, only to crush beneath his feet and leave me to deal with.” She sniffled. Aries pressed his lips in a straight line, his eyes were fixed on her. “Now I love you with all those broken pieces of my heart that I never want to join again. You will love me back, right? You won’t leave like your father, huh?”

“Rip is a great man. A man that I know I’ll be able to be with forever without our love fading. That’s what everyone hopes for, even when they say they don’t.” “Did my father?” he whispered. I met his eyes as I nodded. “Yes. He just didn’t know how to go about it. Somewhere, someone failed him, and he thought force equaled love, but it doesn’t. When you force someone to be with you, it leads to resentment. It leads to heartbreak. If you’re serious about truly loving someone and having them love you in return, you don’t have to force it. Real love fits together like pieces of a puzzle, and trust me, I understand how hard it can be, sorting through the pieces, but when all of the pieces are pu

Make it tolerable? “I love you. Don’t leave me.” He shakes me violently, and I don’t feel a thing, because I’m already gone, aren’t I? Above me, the tapestry is a hazy stream of flickering lights against the stars. I count the threads, following the lifelines of those I love, finding mine… breaking. Splintering into pieces, carried away on a soft, phantom breeze, piece by piece, atom by atom. Me–and our baby. Our miracle. Both threads just… fading.