Selfish Love Novels & Stories

“I hope I won’t come across such a selfish and cruel love like what Madam Queenie Qamra has towards Daddy these times, Uncle Bonito…” “Not all people possess that kind of selfish and cruel love, Eriwan. But, all the love in the world tends to be selfish. We definitely don’t want to share the people whom we adore and love with others. We tend to maintain the people whom we adore and love only by our sides. That’s the law of the world as well as the universe, isn’t it?” “Yeah… I think you’re quite right, Uncle Bonito…” uttered Eriwan with his gazing stare.

“But I think you are right at some point.” “That it’s bad to leave your husband on bed?” “No. That I am a selfish person.” In a way, I hope there’s a way to keep loving two men at the same time. That’s a kind of selfishness that I would not refute. “Then if you are selfish, that’s a good sign.” I felt the intense crumpling between my forehead as I stared at him who was smiling widely while staring at the sky. “Which part of it is a good sign?” I tossed a sharp question. “There’s no way that selfishness will result to good things.”

“You’re insane.” “You like making me insane,” I said. “You can’t tell me who to talk to.” “I can when it’s him.” “Why? Because you hate him?” “Because he wants what’s mine.” “I’m not yours,” she snapped. I stepped in closer, voice low. “Keep saying that if it helps you sleep.” She swallowed hard, her chin lifting in defiance. “You think everything belongs to you.” “Only the things I touch.” Her breath caught. “You’re impossible.”

"That I don't want to you go back to him not because I'm afraid it would ruin my plans, but because I just don't want you to! Because I'm selfish!" I felt the growing anticipation. I want to say I don't want to hope… but why do I feel like I already know where this is heading? "Don't you still get it, Eve? I like you! I'm in love with you! And I want to be selfish. I want you to choose me over him!" It was like a bomb.

She laughed again, clearly amused by my internal conflict. “No,” I said quickly, though my voice didn’t sound as convincing as I’d hoped. “It’s not like that. He’s just... so cold. He doesn’t want anything to do with me.” Gianna paused, her laughter dying down as she looked at me thoughtfully. “You know, that’s the thing with you, Lara. You keep thinking that just because someone pushes you away, you should chase them. But maybe that’s exactly what they want—someone to chase them. You’re smart, but sometimes you can be a little too... persistent. You’ve got to let people figure their own shit out.”

The impact took me off my feet and crashed me on the ground. Israel stood over me and began to curse me. " You fool! You bloody fool! You think I'm selfish? Do I look like I give a damn? Look at me and look at you! I can never view you as my equal. You think you know a lot about this world but you don't know sqat. This world is cruel and evil and selfish. If you must survive, you must be the same too. I'm no saint and I don't claim to be one. I'm the guy who caught my father's murderer and fed him alive to my crocodiles. I'm the same guy who sold his soul to the devil so I can protect my family and the Giovanni empire. Yes I'm selfish. A selfish man makes sacrifices but these sacrifices alwa

For the first time, his true nature slips through—cruel, dangerous, unfiltered. “You heard me. I want a divorce,” I declare, my voice steady. “After eight years of marriage, I don’t love you anymore. I’ve fallen for someone else—someone who made me feel like I actually matter. He treats me like I’m his whole world. And most importantly, he gives me the kind of love I deserve. A love that’s just mine, not something I have to share with someone else.” I glance at his lover, who stands frozen, clearly stunned by how differently things are playing out from the careful plan she once crafted.

"It wasn't supposed to happen. It just did. She was there when I was falling apart at work. She listened. She understood me." Serena forced herself to move. She walked to the coffee table and opened the takeout box, just to keep her hands busy. "You could've talked to me," she said, her voice cracking. "I tried," came his hollow reply. "But you were so focused on making everything perfect." "I wanted us to be happy," she whispered. "I know," he answered. "But I think I've been lying to myself. I love you, Serena. But... not the way you deserve."

he spat. Shooting a finger at me, he took a step closer. “Listen, if anyone was not going to tell you this, I would. And I’ll tell you this night”—pointing a finger at me—“You. Are. Selfish. You are fucking selfish. You only think about yourself. Your fucking self. Yes, I am not asking for your stupid nonsense love life to be saved, but I want you to fucking have a conscience.” I froze. Cold waves crawled from my toes despite the shoes.

he said "Just because I love you it doesn't mean that I will blindly make foolish decisions just to please you" “But i am not manipulating you, you are being selfish and I am dying here. The pain ia too much Lukas” I said and with that the pain seemd to have returned with a vengeance.