Reason Why I Love You Novels & Stories

"You don’t have a reason? Why do you love me then?" He paused, his expression softening. "I don’t have a specific reason. You’re just… different. I’m drawn to you. But if I gave you a reason, what happens when that reason is gone? Would that mean I’d stop loving you? I love you because you’re you, no conditions attached." Her heart swelled at his words. Kristin had always wondered why he loved her, ever since that drunken confession. But now, hearing him say he loved her simply for who she was, made her feel an overwhelming sense of happiness.

That was why he had fled the room the moment he made the call. But why? Why did she make him feel this way? He knew nothing about who she truly was. He didn’t even know she existed until yesterday morning. What could be making him loose control in front of her? She simply looked like his first love. Nothing more. What was she doing to him? His boys had better hurry the fuck up! One more minute in this house with her would spell doom for the both of them. Or pleasure…both if possible. He needed to get away from her….

want to fight with you every day, so you can call me that. Seven; I have never been so stupid to love but I find myself crying for you, begging for you, I even want to share you with another, stupid me, I asked myself, why can't I let you go, even if I try, the moment I set eyes on you, I get stupid again, I even want to escape with you, live in the street without anything with you, just to be with you. Eight; you are not the most perfect or the most beautiful woman in the world but you are my angel, you show me how to love myself, and you are the first person that teaches me what is called love. Nine; it's because you are Cathy, you are the one girl, that could hold my heart and still don'

“About anything.” She blinked, confused at first and then her face fell as she realized what I was referring to. “You mean the virgin thing,” she said softly. “I mean everything,” I replied. “I didn’t love you because I thought you were pure or not. I loved you because of your strength, your rawness, your chaos, and your quiet moments. I still love you for those reasons. Don’t think for one second you ever need to lie to be worthy of my love or respect.”

"But I'm going to prove it to you. Every day. For however long it takes." She stared at me for a long moment. "Why?" "Because I love you." The words came easier than I expected. "Not because of the bond. Not because fate chose you. But because of who you are. Your strength. Your courage. The way you've survived everything we've put you through and still haven't broken." I swallowed hard. "And because I refuse to become Kieran. I refuse to let history repeat itself." Tears shimmered in her eyes. "I want to believe you."

“Liam, do I look like Elisabeth? Is that a reason that you liked me?” “I hardly remember how she looks like. It’s been thousands of years.” I stated. “I’m in love with you because you are you. I love every single thing about you.” “I love you, Liam.” She stated. “I have no idea why, I just do.” She looked at me and smiled at me sweetly. “You don’t need a reason to love me. What’s not to love in me? I’m a total package.” I replied cockily.

"Answer me. Why are you doing this to me? Why the fuck did you kissed me?! Why—" "Because I love you," ---

I love you because you possess the purest heart in the whole universe. Even though you are full of fucking shit! But what else… I love you because you are one hell of a crazy fucking ass, just like me. I love your wild side and passion for exploring. I love your excitement and crazy determination. I love you because you put up with me, even though I sometimes tend to sound very irrational. Let’s say borderline psychotic. I love you because you never stopped fighting for me. I love your intense and limitless sexual energy; it electrifies my body every time you come near me. I love you because I’m your greatest weakness in bed.

Kill them. WhY aM i FoRcE tO DeAl WiTh SuCh HuLiMaTiOn? I jUsT wAnTeD hIm To UnDeRsTaNd HoW mUcH pAiN hE cAuSe My MoThEr. GiVe BaCk My MoThEr… YoU kIlL hEr WiTh ThAt FaLsE lOvE oF yOuRs! I miss my mommy… Give her back… Why did she leave me behind? Did she love this man more than she loved me? I don’t ever want to fall in love. I hate love. It took my mommy away. Love is bad and I hate it.

It is so happy to be inlove. I mean people wants the feeling of being or having someone who appreciates them and always stands with them because that is how we show our love towards someone. I know I keep asking myself why I started liking Rozieden but I can't explain it either. As far as I know, there is no reason or enough reason that we can give to explain how inlove we are to a person. I grew up in a family who can always afford all the things that I want to have in life.