Self Help Books On Love Novels & Stories

“I commend you for showing me your true self before I allowed myself to fall in love with you. Thank you for saving me from a fate worse than death.” As she hurried to her room, she sighed with relief that he didn’t try and stop her. When she entered her room and slammed the door, the tears flooded her eyes while cries of agony wracked her whole body. Never had she wore her feelings on her shoulders before, and never would she do it again. She’d practically begged for his love, only to have him cut her chest open with a knife and crush her heart. She would never sink to that level again. From now on, she would control her life and not let other people trample on her.

Although their initial years looked bleak, their true love for one another won all hearts and paved the way, and ultimately made them gravitate towards each other. Such is the power of true love. All we need to do is have faith. Faith in oneself, faith in the one you love, and most important of all, faith in the Almighty Lord and our destiny. So, Alexander found his happiness with Serenity and they enjoyed their togetherness, never to part again through all ups and downs of life.

Love is sweet, yet more as fresh fruit than candy or confectionery. Love is colourful, yet more as summer blooms than the neon lights of frenetic city streets. Love is steady and forgiving, yet more as the wise mother than the servant in chains. Love hears and speaks with the wisdom of the heart, with a sense of the soul of the other. In love we have our "forever home" If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't

I wanted to strangle him and drown him at the same time as those memories rushed through my head, it happened on the third day of drinking my grandmother's 'Cleanse' tea, and I fainted again. How can I love others when I can't even love myself? That's some cliché, but yes, it's true. I remember my mother always telling me that to truly love someone, I need to learn and try to love myself first because if I don't, someone will take advantage of me and hurt me, and all that. What I will do is let them do the same. Sigh. I stared at the words in the novel in my hand. When do I have time to do all this? What am I doing? Why does my mind drift away from where I am?

He thinks that will make me move on from him? I sighed. “Jeremy, I don’t do dates, and I don’t want to use someone just so I can move on from you.” I ran my fingers through my hair. “I’m not a user, Jem.” Aside from that, attaining self-love should not involve using anyone. Stand on your own and build your walls on your own. That’s the process of self-love. Because if you rely on someone, your walls might crumble again once that person leaves.

“Sometimes, people have to face all sorts of troubles. Hanson, I understand your feelings and know how painful it is, but love doesn’t always mean being together. Sometimes, helping your loved one get what they want and letting go is the truest form of love. The rest is just selfishness.” “Actually, before your accident, I did try to convince Ivanka to consider you. Even though I really wanted to be with you, I love you more than I love myself. I didn’t want to see you suffer, I didn’t want to see you heartbroken, so I never told you about my feelings. I wanted to help you get what you wish for. But... love is uncontrollable. Hanson, think about it. If you continue like this, I’m afraid Iv w

They built a beautiful home, filled with art, love, and laughter. Their love story became a legend, inspiring others to follow their hearts and pursue their dreams.

In the office, neither of them noticed my presence outside the door. I poured out the soup I had made for Shawn Felton and turned to leave. Shawn always kissed me carefully, so I had never seen him kiss so passionately. Only now did I realize that it was because he only showed that side of himself to someone else. I'd once believed that I could marry for love, but instead, reality dealt me a heavy blow. Disappointed, I wiped away my tears and took a cab back to the villa.

"Don't you worry. I'll be good and stay at home," I said, looking at Martin Clark while pretending to be completely obedient. Even after hearing this, Martin still looked skeptical. He examined my face closely, trying to find a flaw. Once he saw my eyes held nothing but fixation for him, he let out a sigh of relief. He wrapped his arms around me. "Anna, you have to believe me. The person I love most in this world is you. Julia is just my secretary, and I only agreed to her birthday wish to keep her loyal to me."

I chuckle loudly and begin to get into a fit of laughter. Isn't this male funny? How can you understand love by reading books? Love is not to be understood but felt and shown! But in his case, I don't think he has a choice. This is his way of learning. I just...love the fact that he's trying. I love that he wishes to take the first step and help heal the main blockage in our relationship. I begin to flip through the books scanning across the words littered on the pages. Some of them hold great deep meaning while the others teach like how you would to a pup. This is quite interesting. I never knew books like these existed.