The Protagonist Just Wants To Fall In Love Novels & Stories

Anyway, there are a thousand reasons why Juna is reluctant to fall in love with women, except for his mother. The woman is fragile, her heart is very soft. Meanwhile, the dominant male character is rude and selfish, although not all men are like that, but Juna, he admits that he has such qualities. And before meeting Nalla, nothing could make Juna realize that falling in love is an easy thing. It's just that, at that time Juna had not found his mooring. Nallandra, a woman who has failed in building a household, has succeeded in making this adult man who has never dated before fall in love.

His combination was off from the beginning, a beautiful, hot man, teaching ethics, shy and then dominant, possessive but not clingy. So it should not be a huge surprise that he was a sucker for love. Do I give up? Rated R too won’t be able to get with him, unless both of them fall in love. And because she is me, it is already impossible. I have never wanted things that were easy to get, but this was another level. He was impossible to get. Who knew my professor would love love? “Why do you hate love so much anyway?”

I frowned, but I didn’t have time to think about it. “Hunter, I don’t know what you want from me.” They say that if he doesn’t have money, the girl wouldn’t fall for him the same way they do in books and movies … I never allowed myself to imagine I could have that fairytale, so in my mind, it didn’t really matter whether he had money or not. All I wanted was a man who would love me the way my father loved my mother. Love shouldn’t be this hard! “This isn’t going to work for me, Hunter.” Hunter sighed deeply, but he still didn’t say anything and I walked away from him. I couldn’t just stand there anymore.

“No buts, please—” “I want to be chosen. I want to go on dates, and be taken to the bookstore…I want to be kissed in the street, in the rain…I…I want to be loved without shame, and you can't…give me that.” I swallow the knots in my throat, but they form again. “I want to, God… I want to be that man. Let me, please.” His hands cup my face, catching my tears as they fall, but I know this is doomed. It was doomed from the start.

A guy who could play around with my heart. All I wanted a boy I could trust. Someone who could make me the happiest girl in the world, a person whose shoulder I could lean on when things got tough. Someone romantic and really caring not an annoying person like Alec. Why was I falling for him? There were tons of better lads I knew and liked me. Why him? Love is something very hard to understand. We fall for those who don't like us and leave those who want us. I reached out for my phone to text Ross.

It's also possible that he's just playing with me but based on his personality, that's not possible. Then what? Did he like me? 'No, that's impossible!' He's meant to fell in love for the first time to the heroine. That is fixed and can't be change. 'Yeah it is' This world is revolving around them and made to show their love so it's really impossible. I am able to change my fate because I am not the protagonist, I am just a villain to strengthen their love for each other. I've been wondering about this and still can't figure out his real intention

"You mean the man who programmed you to want me." Jinyan’s jaw was a hard line of white-hot tension. He didn't look at the spires of the city; he looked at me, his eyes searching my face with a desperate, crushing intensity. "No, Panni. No one could program the way I feel when I look at you. But he taught me how to keep you. He taught me that in a world of predators, love isn't just a feeling—it’s a fortress. He’s the one who gave me the blueprints for the 'Silence.'"

EPISODE 2: MY FIRST RULE Later that evening, I dressed properly—covered from my head down to my toes—ready to play the role of the submissive wife my husband expected me to be. Logan’s friends weren’t as cruel as he was. Most of them were married—except one. His best friend, Christopher Clifford. Christopher didn’t believe in marriage. In fact, his first rule in life was never to fall in love. He despised it—almost as much as I despised Logan and cursed myself daily for being trapped in such a sickening marriage.

She didn’t cry out, only held on tighter. Despite the taste of sweetness invading his mouth, he felt a strange, unbearable heaviness. Kissing her was addictive, he thought he could kiss her for the rest of his life without ever tiring. Yet the more he kissed her, the more it hurt. The truth pressed into his chest: no matter how much he craved her, pain shadowed every moment. There was no way he could just let her walk away. There was no way he could bear not seeing her again. And in that instant, he understood something he never thought he would. Falling in love wasn’t complicated at all. It wasn’t a puzzle, or a formula, or a clever game. It was simply this, falling while chasing a piece of

I didn’t respond to what he said and just walked straight to his car. I saw him follow, looking defeated. Why does he look defeated? I’m the one who’s losing my mind here! Does he even have the right to look sad? I wanted to cry so badly. But no. No way in hell. I won’t let him see that I’ve fallen first—that I’ve already fallen in love with him. Damn! Why do girls fall in love so fast? And why did God have to give us hearts as soft as sponge cake? Why not stone ones instead—something that can actually survive this kind of pain?