Romance Novels Of Unrequited Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

This time Persephone’s voice surprised me as it was now softer, that it almost sounded like a whisper. “Because, true love is unconditional love, where you just love that person without asking for anything in return,” DK explains, “That’s why unrequited love is also beautiful, despite the pain that it leaves behind.” I begin to understand DK. Begin to understand his feelings more. I wanted to hug him, wanted to let him know how sorry I was for being impatient. Wanted to let him know that even if I can’t return the love he freely gave me, I will always be there for him.

she asked. Her question put Zero in the moment of silence. “See, you can’t answer it, right? Because I knew that you tried to fall too. And let me ask you… does moving on so easy to achieve?” Zero. “…” “No, Zero. It will not be as easy as counting numbers because you’re dealing with the heart, as your mind. So, if you’re throwing that question to me, my answer is NO—I will not be okay, Zero. Yes, I can do it, but it takes a process. This is unrequited love—I love you, but YOU don’t love me! So, please, avoid telling me that thing until I get back home!” she exclaimed and put down the comb on the table, and she left the room.

“Are you going to run off? If you come back I can promise you everything. I can give you sex and anything your heart desires.” He couldn’t give her everything. There was a reason she read so many romance novels, and it wasn’t because it was what women did. She read them out of yearning. The books were her one way of getting a happy ending. In life she had come to learn it doesn’t always have a happy ending. “I’ll come back,” she said. The sex between them was brilliant. She never wanted the lust to end. Christal wondered how long the brilliant sex would last without love. She’d seen many couples within her pack mate, then regret their decisions afterward.

-RAINA’S POV – Unrequited love. Unfortunate souls. A myth. Heard of it throughout generations and thought that it did not exist. How could the deity of all werewolves take my mate from me? Valen was my crush. There was not a day that my heart did not climax with love for him. Howbeit our bond was ludicrous. A laughable tale. A deep clawing pain wedge in my chest. The bond had us on two distinct plateaus with a massive cleft between us in the middle.

“Fine.” “Then, I promise not to have sex with you again,” he said. Inwardly, he knew that was a lie. Diane was like an addictive drug that took over his senses and cloud all sense of reasoning. “My turn,” he said, shaking his head to shrug off his thoughts. “What are your best genres of movies?” “Romance.” “Really?” “Yeah. I mean, my romantic life is non-existent. So, why not enjoy another person’s own.”

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

It wasn't just this that made her want a divorce; it was simply the last straw. Anna had loved Gerald for ten years. Five years ago, when Grandpa Davis suddenly told her that Gerald wanted to marry her, she was overjoyed beyond words. Love blinded her to the fact that she never bothered that Gerald's heart belonged to another woman. She was confident that given five years, she could warm warm Gerald's heart. But five years passed, and she realized Gerald's heart was harder than stone. She couldn't compete with the woman after his heart, especially now that she had returned.

The party was cozy, filled with people from different places and mostly the party was basically for the rich. Valentino's phone was already buzzing with phone calls from companies that were ready to sign business contracts or clients wanting to start building partnerships with Valentino. He didn't mind the calls because he knew they would call back. For years now he had been the one pursuing a contract with most of those companies calling out to him now but with their unreasonable reason about the fact that he was a guy who had gone through trauma after his fiance was killed and again the fact that wasn't married which they mistook for irresponsibility.

“I want you as my wife, not because you are saving me but because you are important to me, everything to me, actually. I will forever be grateful for this, Sandy and I hope I become the perfect husband to you and father to any child we have in the future.” I wanted to kiss him so badly at that moment. He was making me feel a rush of emotions and I could not kiss him so deep to express just how I felt. I hated this feeling of unrequited love I had for him. I hated it so much when I needed him to love me back. “Thank you, Sandy.” I smiled. “I will always be here for you.” Before I knew it, he was closing the space between us and leaning over my face. My heart stopped beating for a second and w

“I know and I wanted to make it work badly. I wanted what you and dad have, what Alanna and Ivor have. I think I rushed things with Suhana because I wanted that future so badly. Just because something looks right on paper doesn’t mean it feels right in real life. She didn’t understand why I needed to do this my way. She saw my path as a stubborn detour.” Deanne nodded, eyes full of understanding. “I thought loving someone would come easily,” he whispered. “I thought I’d just fall and everything would click. But with Suhana, it was like forcing two puzzle pieces together that were cut from different worlds.” She listened, her expression compassionate. “So, the wound is closed?” “It was barely