Romans & histoires Romance Novels Of Unrequited Love

He preserved the ones for Megan carefully, and I did the same for mine. The thick stack showed no signs of dampness or bug bites. Only the pages were yellowing and peeling, a testament to the countless nights I had read them under the lamp. In college, Desmond couldn't afford dates, and he refused my money. Instead, he wrote letter after letter to show his love, convincing me that I was special. But it had an expiration date. By this time, it was overdue. ... The next day, I went to the airport, checking Megan's social media.

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

“It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess." She paused for a moment, her eyes misty with unshed tears. "She had informed your great-great-grandfather about the situation and informed him that their relationship should be called off while she focused on her mat

“Then this assignment should be easy for you.” “none of this is easy..” His voice trails. Silence descends around us as his eyes meet mine again. It’s so strange being so close to him but feeling so far. I guess this is what unrequited love feels like. That’s it...unrequited love, maybe I can write about that. I grab my laptop from my bag and begin to G****e. “What are you looking for?” “Ahh, stories about unrequited love.” “Unrequited love?”

"You know... You should tell that lovely model assistant of yours to go out with you sometime..." "What?!" I spluttered, self righteously. "Dona, I'm not... It's not like that!" "Then what is it like?" She smiled gently at me. "I think I know the face of a man in love and dying in silence from the pain of unrequited love. Makes for a beautiful story, don't you think. The big strong powerful man, wanted by everyone but he only has eyes on the lovely maiden who wouldn't see him as anything but the big strong powerful man, wanted by everyone but loved by none."

But, I stayed strong and buried my feelings for him away. Well, most of them. I still get blindly jealous when Allison even looks at Luke or speaks of him. I write down all my feelings in my notebook then set it back down on the side table that sits beside the hammock. I pick up a thick romance book then begin to read for the rest of the day, eventually falling asleep and spending the night in the garden. In the morning... I hear birds sing and a jolt of pain shoots up my back. This hammock really isn't that comfortable.

A moment later, Sylvia takes Elizabeth’s hands in both of hers as she says “ there’s no easy way to tell you this, but Lizzie you need to know. I want to talk to you about your mother.” Elizabeth laughs softly before she says “my mother is in the parlor right now with Norah Rose.” Sylvia’s breath begins to shake as she says “darling, your mother is sitting right in front of you.” Elizabeth'seyes widen in confusion before silently pleading for her to go on. Sylvia stands up and moves to the window before she says “ your father, Phillip and I were in love, engaged to be married. Phillip and I were both twenty nine years old and we thought that it wouldn’t cause any harm to consummate the marri

She just needs love. Adeline went to her room like nothing happened at all, but deep within, she was very hurt. Though, She tried not to show it. Since she came here, the only person that has treated her like family is Mr Rex Luther and her small brother too, who would always greet her with a smile. Apart from Alicia, who didn't talk much, pretty much like the rest of the maids. Mrs Doris was one person that has been nice to her but the woman who birthed her saw her as a burden. She had a mission and that is to finish college and become very much independent. She didn't want to rely too much on her mother or get too attached to the Luther's family.

However, the lingering female pheromones on his body could not be washed away no matter what. My stomach began churning again. "What are you doing? Did you get some rest?" He reached out to take my hand, but suddenly noticed something. "Nina, where's your wedding ring?" I pulled my hand back and replied flatly, "I took it off." Vincent was obviously displeased. "I designed that myself. The wedding ring represents my love for you. How could you take it off?" I brushed him off casually. "I think I gained weight from carrying the pup. It doesn't fit anymore."

but I quickly looked away. For some reason, after our little encounter earlier today, there had been an endless battle in my head, and watching her tangled up with Anna only drove me further into that storm. Beatrice was still the real prize, the one I wanted most, the one I knew I’d have to claim eventually. But right now, in this moment, I just wanna have a feel of April one more time, because I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get another chance like this. Maybe it was selfish, maybe reckless, but I don’t give a damn!