Science And Love 소설 & 이야기

🅰🅱🅾🆄🆃 🆃🅷🅴 🆂🆃🅾🆁🆈 "ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇᴀʙᴏᴜᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴘᴇɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ" ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴀᴅʟʏ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ. ʜᴏᴡ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʀᴅᴇɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ. ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱʜᴇ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱʜᴇ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ?

Lumaki si Jay dala-dala ang mapait na ala-ala ng kaniyang kabataan mula sa lolo niya. He never believed in her. Sa mata nila, isang mahinang babae lamang si Jay na hindi p’wedeng maging sundalong gaya nila. Simula noon, ipinangako ni Jay sa kaniyang sarili na hahanapin niya ang kaniyang ina kasabay ng kagustuhan niyang mapatunayan sa lolo niya na mali ito ng naging husga sa kaniya. What Jay didn’t know, hindi lang pala simpleng giyera ang magagawa niyang suungin. She was able to dodge bullets but she wasn’t able to dodge when Lorenzo made her feel the happiness she’s longing for.

Grayson Harmon's childhood friend, Sophia Lexton, got into a car accident. She didn't just lose her memory—she came away with some post-traumatic stress disorder, too. That's what the doctors called it. They said we had to keep her calm, avoid anything that might upset her. So, for the sake of her recovery, Grayson asked me not to argue with her. To let her have her way, no matter what. She took my engagement necklace and moved into the little love nest Grayson and I had made our own. And on our wedding day, she threatened to kill herself, forcing Grayson to take her to the hospital. He looked at her bleeding out and said to me, calm as ever, "Brianna, I'll make it up to you after the wedding. I'll throw you an even grander one. Sophia is dying." Then he picked her up and walked away, never once looking back. If he had—just once—he might have seen something was wrong. He might have seen the blood soaking into my wedding dress.

Emily Benson was in love just as every growing teenager could be. She was determined to give her all, for who could give the true love she ever wanted without conditions? In the long run, not only did she find love in the eyes of prince charming (Jason Walter) but only the consequences of being in love with him followed soon after. Sandra Leslie had sworn to make life miserable for Emily as she believes Emily has destroyed the life of her brother and stolen the heart of her lover. Despite her asthmatic condition, Emily did not hold back the adventures love had for her with Jason, risking her own life wasn't enough until she got herself in an emotional mess with Jason cheating on her. Although Jason was a fine looking lad, appearance doesn't explain the heart of man. However, Sandra with all her mischievous plots almost succeeded in ruining the life of Emily Benson by sabotaging her but eventually landed herself in prison. Emily seemed abandoned and had thought love can only be a disaster after being through the consequences. Nevertheless, the greatest surprise Jason made, ensured in all that could happen in a tested fate of theirs, love will surely find a way.

Finding herself in the middle of a bar attack, she ends up in Denzel's arms. A Mafia boss and the CEO of a technological company. He is dangerous but she is dangerously attracted to him. He can't allow her into his world but destiny brings them back together. What happens when she is caged in his love but it's too dangerous. Can he always protect her from his enemies?

I'm a love therapist. My job is to help clients experience what it's like to be in love. One day, a client comes to me, wanting me to serve him in a different manner.

Rhea was brought up to hunt vampires. Her hunter brethren taught her that all vampires are bloodthirsty evil demons and should be killed. Dramatically, she came in contact with one vamp who proved to be different from the rest of his kind. She falls for the vampire who defies this stereotype she had been accustomed to and this made her begin to question everything she has ever learned.

To satisfy her thirst for revenge, Daisy was willing to do all that it took to destroy Edward Michaels, the famous billionaire and womanizer who had left her in the lurch in the past few years, having had a one night stand with her that ruined her entire life and also left her with an unwanted pregnancy as a result, which was unknown to him. The goal was to destroy him beyond repair and she didn't mind using her body as a tool to get what she wanted. But what happens when after an encounter with the romantic and sexy devil, she seems to be genuinely falling for him again. Is it all pretense towards achieving her goal? Will she allow herself to be his prey once more? Or does she have other plans up her sleeve? What if he wants more from her this time around? And what if that means having a divorce with his current Sweetheart, a divorce that can also ruin his entire life's fortune!

After the real son, Asher Vale, was brought back, everything in our house became tied to drawing lots. The chef of the day, who would have to cook a particular person's preferred dishes, had to be decided by drawing lots. Even our parents' kisses and hugs were chosen the same way. I always drew the short stick. The long stick, by default, belonged to Asher. He never had to do anything to receive our parents' love. Whenever I felt it was unfair and wanted to cry, Mom would scold me sharply, "I bought the lot-drawing box because I was afraid you'd feel hurt. I wanted to be fair to both of you. If you want something, decide it yourselves. Your father and I won't interfere. If you can't draw the long stick, you can only blame your bad luck." So I began practicing every day, shaking the box diligently, over and over, in hopes that one day, it would help me earn my parents' love. Unfortunately, for ten years, I never once drew the long stick. Until my birthday. Asher wanted to go to the amusement park, and Mom once again told us to decide by drawing lots. I secretly glued the two short sticks together and handed them to Mom, hoping to keep her with me. She slapped me hard across the face, screaming that I was cheating and disobedient. Then she stormed out of the house with Asher. When I fell to the ground, the short stick stabbed deep into my neck. 'I'm sorry, Mom. Next time, I'll work harder. Next time, I'll definitely draw the long stick.'

During a classmates' reunion party, the villa unexpectedly collapses, trapping both Priscilla Hobbs, my husband's true love, and me beneath the fallen ceiling. My husband is a member of the rescue team. To keep Priscilla alive, he chooses to lift the ceiling from her side. He says, "Pris is an actress. She can't be crippled." The ceiling crushes my legs as it's lifted from the other end. My husband seems to have forgotten that I have a congenital blood clotting disorder. Without my legs, I'll die…