The Love Hypothesis Kindle Novels & Stories

For the first time in a long while, someone touched me without cruelty. And I let myself feel. QUESTION OF THE DAY Alice has discovered that her husband has another woman—will she finally walk away? Her visit to Christopher’s house crossed a dangerous line. Will this trespass destroy everything? READ: POSSESSION OR LOVE?

she whispered, her lips finding his again, the kiss deepening into something raw and electric. They lost themselves in each other, the dorm room a cocoon of rekindled passion. The jealousy that had sparked the night fueled a possessiveness that made every touch more intense, every glance more meaningful. Mira’s anger at Tyler faded, replaced by the overwhelming love she felt for Ethan—the boy who’d crossed the country to surprise her, who’d fought for her, who’d never stopped being her home. As they lay tangled together, the world outside faded, leaving only the promise of a new chapter, where temptation was conquered by devotion, and their love burned brighter than ever.

Sal couldn't keep the billions of thoughts coursing through his head from crashing against each other like immense waves of the Pacific contending for the most superior. What if he had come to kill his mum? He could do that in mere seconds. Or maybe he really did have a loved one, but was meeting him or rather, bumping into him a coincidence? Besides his aura was too noxious for him to love or have a family. How could he be capable of loving when he'd literally machinated with other sick fellows into making Sal blow off a part of Future Tech?

“I’m going to need more than that, Harry.” He leaned in. “Hester posted these pictures to humiliate you. But what if we spin it? What if we turn it into a tragic love story?” I stared at him, my mind struggling to keep up. “A love story?” “Think about it,” he said, his eyes gleaming. “A woman, madly in love, so overwhelmed with emotion before her wedding that she collapses from exhaustion. But does she give up? No. She fights through it—because her love is stronger than any hardship.”

Rishi's POV Love People would think that, Love is beautiful, love gives a reason to smile, love Is full of magic and surprise, until they experience the kind of love which rips their heart into two, the kind of love which makes them stuck in a period from where they can't go back nor move forward. the kind of love which snatches away their sleep, peace and the ability to trust someone again. the kind of love which shows hell on earth. The kind of love which made me unknown, helpless and pathetic.

My clean nails studied the hardness of the brown books which dated from centuries with its italic words scribble against every page. A love story of a human boy and a wolf girl , such irony, my subconscious mocked . Love, was that something I feel for Violet?. Responsibility and attraction is all I wrap my head towards, love wasn’t the absolute deal . Love doesn’t exist I guess, just power, fear and respect could keep people.

"Did you come all the way here just to lecture me?" "It's just that… You said you care about him, but have you put money where your mouth is? You don't even act like you care. All of his gifts make it irrefutable: he loves you," she replied. "Do you know just how much he's changed for you? He's not even like himself anymore."

He was even spewing thoughtless words. I watched their retreating figures, swallowing my tears and feeling a strange sense of relief. He truly didn't love me. I didn't bother cleaning up the mess. Instead, I grabbed my resignation letter and numbly went home under the sympathetic gazes of the entire office. I had finally gathered all my documents. Just then, my mentor messaged me, letting me know they had booked a flight for me that evening to Affenheim. … I scrolled through my phone at the airport to pass the time and stumbled upon a post from a mutual friend Miles and I had.

she whispers loudly, “blink twice.” Alexander laughs softly through the speaker again. I hate both of them. “Tomorrow,” Alexander says smoothly before I can disconnect. “Nine a.m. Don’t be late, sweetheart.” Then the line goes dead. I stare at my phone in disbelief. The audacity. “The sweetheart thing would absolutely work on me by the way,” Emily says helpfully. I glare at her. She drops dramatically into the chair opposite my desk. “So,” she says excitedly, “office romance?” “There is no romance.”

'Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that. And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make, one day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without and find that breath is of little consequence.' ❤❤❤❤ CROSSING JASON'S PATH ❤❤❤❤