Short About Love Novels & Stories

he recited like he was reading a memorized speech. "Do you even love me?" I asked, I noticed him smile. "I respect you, I admire you, and I find myself looking forward to spending time with you", diverting from my question. "That's not the question". "I am not a romantic but I would work on that, I don't believe love just happens at first sight, I believe it grows and blossoms with time and commitment" Ibrahim replied. "I don't want to lie to you about anything, I don't want to throw the word love around with you, I want to say it when It's going to mean the most '' Ibrahim said pulling up to our parking lot.

Isn't that the case? "We've been married for five years. We'd still have feelings for each other. Are you really that heartless to tell me that you don't love me anymore? Aren't you willing to trust me again and give me another chance? "I'm not asking much from you this time. I just want your number. I don't want you to disappear from my life again. I nearly went crazy the days I spent without you." It was only then that it all dawned on Carina.

Its indifference is contagious. “Be the way sis, I’m so thankful because I’m so crazy about love that your company with me doesn’t change and you know why I really love you because what we talk about you don’t spread it to others and I never actually heard what I was telling you, I heard it from others because you shared it to one of them.” She said. “I love you and I really appreciate and treasure our friendship until we grow old.” She said. “What are you. Don’t make drama there again. Of course. What we are talking about, leave it here. And that can’t reach anyone.” He said

Becoming what I needed her to be. ⸻ She didn’t. She let it go too far. ⸻ The night she came back… I already knew. Before she opened her mouth. Before she tried to explain. I saw it. Attachment. Emotional compromise. Danger. ⸻ She said she loved him. I almost laughed. Not because it was funny— …but because it was predictable. ⸻ Love. People use that word like it means something. Like it holds weight. Like it can protect them.

"Was it love or was he just lost in lust? He kept thinking. He could not fall in love he never wanted to fall in love not after his last heartbreak. ********* Five years ago, he was so in love with Mary, his business associate. He was deeply in love with her and everyone knew about It. He would do anything just to see her happy . He already discussed wedding plans with her and was getting everything ready. One day he went to her place in a bid to surprise her with a ticket to the Maldives for a vacation. He stopped in the hallway as he could hear some muffled sounds coming from her room. He looked through and saw her straddled untop of Bruno, his other business associate. They were having

he responded without glancing up at Adrian. “Come on man, we both know she can save your pretty ass from all this bullshit rules, she loves you Noah—” “Look, it doesn't matter wether or not she loves me, we aren't a match for fuck sake adrian, I do not have what she wants from me” “Everyone deserves a second chance at love Noah, yes vera made a mistake but she's sorry and changed and wants you back, can't you get that into your thick skull?”

"Is this what love has done to you? Turned you into... this?" His expression didn’t change, and his voice remained low. "Boss, what I’m about to say—I want you to hear it as advice from a friend, not from your assistant. Love is not a weakness, no matter how much you’ve tried to convince yourself it is. It is not something to fear or hate. It is a necessity, like food or shelter. Sure, not everyone gets to experience true love, but when you do... even if it is just for a fleeting moment, it changes everything. It gives life meaning. Peace. Fulfillment.

"I know. But I want to make a deal with you. Love is a big word, but I want to use it as shorthand. So for this summer, can the word 'love' just be code for 'I find you utterly attractive, enjoy every moment I'm with you, and have a big romantic crush on you even though our situation is weird and we have a time limit?'" She looked into your eyes, hers big and starting to brim with tears, and she nodded and then kissed you. As she did her hips circled slowly, stirring you inside of her. "I love you, too, love," she said when she pulled back from the kiss.

I said defensively. The waitress scoffed. "That’s not love. That's an obsession. Love is for more than you imagined or what you can put in your hand. Love is not just about liking a person's personality, it is a lot more. I doubt if you barely know fifty percent of the person you love, you, rich people think love is just a mere feeling, when you love a person you can't just spot why, and when you fall in love with her, this love thing is just in your head and not from your heart, you will know when you love. What you’re describing is just you being selfish."