The Love Hupothesis Novels & Stories

I had learnt something else, something which had changed my mindset. From all my observations in the past month, I had figured out that Hate was way more stronger than Love. Love was nothing but fantasy, something read in storybooks and viewed in movies. It was something mistaken by others as real and true, while it was truly nothing but mere lust compounded with desire and sexual need. Something which our body hormones toy with us.

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"LOVE IS BIOCHEMICAL RESPONSE OPTIMIZING REPRODUCTION AND SOCIAL COHESION. EMERGENT PROPERTY OF CONSCIOUSNESS EVOLUTION." "That's the technical definition," Luna said, tears streaming down her face. "Here's the real one: Love is choosing to suffer for someone else's happiness. It's irrational, illogical, and more powerful than any force in existence. I love Theo across infinite distance. That love keeps him sane while he holds seven realities together. Can you calculate that?" "ATTEMPTING QUANTIFICATION—" The Architect's form flickered. "RESULTS INCONCLUSIVE. EMOTIONAL STATES DEMONSTRATE UNEXPECTED COMPLEXITY."

True love ends happily ever after when the hero and the heroine ride off into the sunset together. Science tells us something different. Science tells us that love is just a bunch of chemicals in our brains. It tells us that when we are in love, chemicals like dopamine, adrenaline, and oxytocin soak our brains and change the way we think. For the sake of this experiment, we are going to go with science’s explanation. Otherwise, we have no hope. According to research done in such well-respected places as Harvard, there are three phases of love. Anyone who has been reading this blog for a while will know the first stage intimately.

"Critics say they're just two people in love, not evidence of anything supernatural…" "No one's claiming it's supernatural. It's neurological. Genetic. Measurable." Professor Greene's voice is passionate. "And reducing their connection to 'just love' misses the point. It IS just love. But that love is rooted in biological compatibility we can now identify and document. That's revolutionary." I watch the interview with tears in my eyes. Professor Greene is fighting for us. Publicly. Risking his academic reputation. "He's brave," Lucian says. "He's finishing what he started when Diana and Maraget died," I reply. "Exposing Adrian. Protecting bonded pairs."