Synonym Attraction Novels & Stories

" Who are you to decide on her behalf?? Tell her your feelings, tell her your inhibitions then let her also decide. It's her life too. It should be your combined decision." " But we have nothing in common... We would not be able to adjust. " " That is utter nonsense of you to say, that you would not be able to adjust with each other as you are poles apart in nature. You both need to do just a bit of adjustment. " " But... " " Don't you know that opposites always attract each other?? Don't forget the attraction between you? It is a very driving force. " " I don't know, I don't think it is a good idea... She doesn't even like me. I think she likes someone else. I don't want to talk about thi

"Yes, spending all that time with you… I think we’ve reached a point where we have an understanding, a… connection." Trey throws his hands up. "There you have it." Mina shakes her head. "Not that kind of connection. I mean, we've built a friendship, and I guess… from now on, I can actually call you my friend." Trey studies her, "But?" Mina exhales. "But I'm not attracted to you." Trey scoffs, shaking his head like she just said the most ridiculous thing in the world. "Everybody is attracted to me. Do I need to list my traits again?"

"But that's not the only reason for the attraction between you too. It also stems because of the people you are. There's more to it but I don't think that you are ready to know about it." I hated when she talked in cryptic words because I could never make sense of whatever she was saying. What did she mean when she said the attraction between us was because of the people we were? Was it her abnormal way of saying that our attraction was normal and didn't have any supernatural meaning or lore behind it? Before I could ask exactly what she meant, she smiled at me to reassure me. Although I don't think it did a very good job. "You should go now. I have given you a lot to think about and vice ve

"Right. Of course you don't." I turn to leave, but then his voice stops me. "You're an average," Nathan suddenly spits out, his voice sharp, frustrated. I freeze. "You're not half as sexy or pretty like most girls I know, so why the fuck am I attracted to you?" My heart stutters. I turn my back slowly to face him. The anger in his expression is raw, but underneath it, there's something else. Something almost... desperate. I know what he's trying to do.

Daniella didn’t just take up space—she consumed it. She devoured attention and affection. She basked in the limelight, absorbing every flicker of love until nothing remained for anyone else. Gabriella had spent her life in the periphery, a silhouette cast in her sister’s incandescent glow.

she asked, giddy. “Yes,” Noah replied, then got plates and cutlery from the kitchen counter. She wanted to squirm with giddiness. She also wanted to smack herself. She shouldn’t be giddy because there was no romance between her and this man. “You’re so sweet.” Why was Noah so sweet, anyway? What woman wouldn’t feel giddy? “Only for you,” he said, accompanying it with a wink. Gosh! That jerk was adorable, too. How could a guy be adorable, charming, and sweet but also sexy and hot at the same time?

"Wolves. Hunters. Others." I stared at him. "You're telling me I was born like this?" "Yes." "And I've just been walking around campus my entire university life being — what — basically catnip for monsters?" "Wolves," Karl corrected quietly. Like that was the important part. "Karl, I swear to God—" "It's more than scent," Adrian continued. "A Lure doesn't just attract. They anchor. Supernatural beings near a Lure become increasingly territorial. Protective." A pause. "Possessive."

“If you’re compatible, Sir, even the smell of printer ink would be attractive.” She looked at the laptop screen after pressing the keyboard one last time. “In summary, attraction isn’t just about butterflies—it’s a complex biological process involving dopamine, oxytocin, serotonin, adrenaline, and pheromones. Our bodies are wired to crave connection—both emotionally and physically.” She gave a slight head tilt and took a deep breath. “That’s all, Sir. Thank you.”

Why call her anything else when she has a name so beautiful? Every day I find myself more in love in with her. Every day that passes by draws me closer to her. Over the last so many days that we have been talking, I have been meaning to ask her what I mean to her, if I do mean anything at all. I want to ask her whether she sees me as a potential boyfriend, but I will not, because I don’t believe in the terms ‘boyfriend’ and ‘girlfriend’. These terms are too frivolous and are just used to introduce people. I believe more in the word ‘soulmate’. It makes so much sense. When you’re in love, it’s meant for life, isn’t it? If not, then what defines love? A cup of coffee shared together? A drink?

It’s her beauty and words that attract me to get closer and closer to her with every possible day which we intimately spent and I can not think of letting her go, her body starts to feel like addiction to me which is a beautiful feeling but scary at the exact moment to me. I can not promise myself any longer that I can stop fucking her if she tries to look bold and pretty in front of me. I just can not stop myself from digging her cave when it matches mine. We both are like heaven and hell which can not be together but can not be without each other. The attraction is just like a fire that does not look like it’s going to stop burning in any short moment. It almost feels like the flame is tur