The Courage To Love Novels & Stories

"Apparently she's very determined to stack them higher than physically possible." "She gets that from you." "She gets everything good from you." His arm came around my shoulders. "The determination. The courage. The fierce protectiveness of the people she loves." "I'm not courageous." I stared at the terrible coffee. "Courageous people don't get their friends paralyzed." "Courageous people fight for what's right even when it's dangerous. Even when the cost is high." He pulled me closer. "Marcus knew that. He chose to stand with you anyway."

Because love, trust, and courage were more powerful than fear, more powerful than deception, and more powerful than any enemy who thought they could break them. And together, they would prove it — every single time.

“The most courageous life is not the one without fear. It is the one that chooses to show up, every day, despite the fear. It is the one that learns the difference between existing and living, and consciously chooses the second option. It is the one that discovers that the truest love is not the one that finds us ready, but the one that finds us willing.” — Maeve, To Live End of Season.

"I tried my best Lauren. I tried really hard not to make myself fall in love with you but I failed because I couldn't resist you." "You're beautiful, you're hardworking, you're smart, you motivate me, you advise me, you bring out the best in me, you take care of me, you make sure I go for my monthly check-up when I don't want to go, you cheer me up when I lose deals worth billions of dollars, you take very good care of me, you like me and I'm sure you love me too." "Accepting the fact that I love you is one of the hardest things I've ever had to accept to myself. And telling you about it is even harder. Lauren, please fight for me as I've planned to fight for you."

"Does that mean you are not to blame for daddy's death? Please say yes." "Yes." That last words came out of Jake's mouth. Before it closed its eyes and lost consciousness. She cried a lot at what she heard. Believing its last word yes. It was wrong that she harbored anger against a man who thought nothing but her safety. You will not die. Please prove to me that you love me."

I never want him to look at me thinking I am weak or I am not strong enough. I hate it from anyone, but for Sab it was more than that, because the person you love is the person you want to show how good you are. You are afraid if they see your weak side, they will leave you or think that you are no good. They deserve better than you. The thought of them thinking something like this itself is so hurting. I walked out of the lift and went straight out of the restaurant. I was about to get in a cab but a grip on my hand pulled me back as I turned, I saw Sab panting heavily.

It wasn’t about attraction. --- It was about something much more dangerous. --- Choice. --- “I don’t want this to be another mistake,” she said quietly. --- Her voice wasn’t shaky. --- But it wasn’t entirely steady either. --- Because letting yourself feel again— After everything— --- It required courage. --- Real courage. --- Adrian didn’t interrupt. Didn’t rush to reassure her with empty promises. --- Instead— He met her exactly where she was. --- “It won’t be,” he said. ---

Of taking ownership of self after years of living inside someone else's construction of what your life was supposed to contain. Elias nodded, his expression carrying the particular approval of someone who had spent months watching the book come into existence and understood what it had cost. "They will feel it," he said. "People need to encounter courage that is not loud. The kind that is persistent and quiet and that keeps moving forward long after the dramatic moment has passed."

"Love? Do you even understand what that means, Mr. Cook?" He was stunned. "Love is like a sudden wave of hormones. Once they're gone, love will be gone as well." As she spoke, she looked at Xavier. "I used to like him. But when he hurt me over and over again, my love for him turned into hatred. He showed me how miserable I was. I've returned this time to show him that he isn't that great. I wanted to prove I could get him whenever I wanted!" Xavier looked deeply at her. Every word she said felt like a knife stabbing his heart.

Force was what it saw, she had to break its story. She stepped toward real Ash, not the shadow. Ignoring the reaching hand, she laid her palm on Ash’s pounding chest. “I’m not afraid of pain,” she said, voice steady though her hand shook. “Nor of the world. I’m afraid of love that wants me less. Love that builds cages.” She looked in Ash’s eyes. Saw fear, love, and humanity. “Real love asks for courage. Trust. Facing the world together even if it kills us. Especially if it kills us.”