The Love Hypothesis Characters Novels & Stories

"I said no, so no!" "Ah you, I've recovered," Dita said, pursing her lips. "Okay, but if your leg hurts tomorrow, let me know." "Yes, thank you." said Dita happily, unconsciously running and hugging Radya's body. She could hear Radya's heart beating fast as she hugged him. "What's wrong with your heart?" Dita teased. "You're far away," Radya quickly pushed Dita's body gently so that she no longer hugged him. For some reason, being in contact with Dita made his heart race faster, plus his blood rushed. Is that what is called LOVE? ***

Vidhan said in panic and thought the last part. "Stop it please. I can't take it anymore. Why are you so good Vidhanji? Why? Why do you love me? A girl who doesn't know her identity. You know nothing about her parents or family background. Hell she doesn't even know if she is pure or not. How can you love a girl like me? You deserve a perfect girl who will be from a good background and have sophisticated demeanour. Unlike me who can be a prostitute child or a result of horny night or rape or just a mistake. The possibilities are many. I am like a black ink and you're like white cloth. I will taint you and your image. Auntie and uncle love me as their daughter and Vrinda di also likes me as h

I took a screenshot of that moment from that beloved on my mobile. My enemy is sleeping with the last love of my life. I still remember when I first saw Ahana, my enemy, at that time I felt something for her but after knowing her truth I hated her. Well, I also remember that moment when I took Aarzoo in my arms for the first time, the Last love of my life.

she pleaded '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' Edwin's love story [flashback]

Doctor Sam concluded. * Sophia found it hard to believe what the doctor had said. For goodness sake, she didn't know whoever that person is from Adam, so why would they just volunteer to pay a huge amount of money for a stranger's health? "What do you think I should do, Dahlia?" Sophia finally asked, after so much thought. Dahlia was her immediate younger sister and she was sitting across her in their small living room.

red as she lowered her voice and ordered him to get up again and again, initially with hatred and mockery, but later with heartache. Finally could not resist flinging to the bedside, hugging him and crying out loud: "I love you ah, why do you have to fight against me... I obviously love so much, but I failed to protect you... sorry..." Hate, but because of love. Marisa Darcyhas always been this conflicted. Just like she hated Matthew Miller, not because she lost her virginity, but she truly adored her father, but could not get the love she deserved from Matthew Miller. He used her as a tool, so she hated. What about Alex Brown? Alex Brown is the purest light in her dark and dirty life, the

I had to cling to the hope that love existed, even in the hearts of creatures deemed incapable of such emotions. "You claim that Seth is incapable of love, that he used my feelings for him against me," I retorted, my voice wavering with a mix of defiance and uncertainty. "But love knows no boundaries, Dalia. It can transcend the confines of species or nature. I refuse to believe that his actions were solely driven by ulterior motives." Dalia's expression hardened, her eyes gleaming with a mix of scorn and frustration. "Oh, Loti, you are so naive. Seth is a vampire, driven by primal instincts and desires. Love, as humans understand it, is beyond his grasp. He played you like a puppet, manipul

The way he looked at me like I was a stranger. By the time I finished, my voice was hoarse and my cheeks were wet. Harley was quiet for a moment. Then she pulled me into a hug, her hand cradling the back of my head. "Oh, Bow," she said softly. "You fell in love with him." I pulled back, shaking my head. "I'm not. I barely know him." "You spent a whole weekend with him and saw parts of him he doesn't show anyone…” She tilted her head. "I don’t think it’s just sex anymore. That's something else."

Waiting for a husband who looked through me as if I were part of the architecture. But today, the air felt lighter. The suffocating weight on my chest had vanished because, for the first time, I had finally stopped waiting. I sat on the plush velvet sofa in the living room, the television flickering softly. A random, high-melodrama was playing, the characters wailing about grand betrayals and shattered hearts. I found it ironically appropriate.

She didn't, instead she returned the kiss. I thought I could never find true love again in my life. I thought ever since Jessica left me my life is fucked up. Not until now, that I found Esther. The woman who is not after money or luxury. The woman who was considerate. The woman who takes your problem as hers. It would be my greatest mistake to let Esther go. She is bound with me. I would be her husband forever. We are trapped in this marriage, and we are trapped for good. I never thought a day would come where the name “Jessica” would taste bitter in my mouth. I never thought a day would come where my love for Jessica would vanish.