Novel & Cerita The Pursuit Of Love

"Hiks, is it wrong if I like him? Is it wrong if I continue to pursue him? I just want to try to get what I like, is that wrong? Hiks." Raga shook his head. The man's hand reaches out to wipe Yasmin's tears. Yasmin doesn't seem to resist or avoid when the burly hand brushes her cheek. "You're not wrong. There's nothing wrong with someone loving and pursuing their love for someone else. It's just that maybe the person we love and pursue is the wrong one. I know how much you love him. You have the right to fight for your love. But one thing you must remember, don't make yourself low just because of that love. You have tried to pursue your love, but the result of your efforts is only sadness an

That she would fight. But she hadn’t. And now, she had done it again. The soft chime of the café door closing behind her felt like a gunshot, shattering the last illusion I had clung to. She still loved me. I saw it in her eyes, in the way her breath caught when she looked at me, in the way her fingers had trembled when she touched me. But love wasn’t enough. Not in her world. Not when the man she was bound to was Damien Laurent.

I said. Willow was driving. She glanced at me and declared, "I don't want a divorce, Benjamin." I laughed at her reply. "Zachary is the one you love. Since he's single now, you can just divorce me and get together with him. Doesn't that sound like a wonderful idea?" I added, "You should thank me for helping you get together with your one true love." Willow fell silent. Then, she parked the car by the side of the road and said, "It's not what it looks like. I did have a crush on Zachary, but I got over him ages ago. I was too foolish to realize that the person who truly loved me was—"

He arched his brows. "'If the Pursuer succeeds in winning The Beloved's heart, by her own verbal admission or undeniable blushes, The Beloved agrees to: one; accept the Pursuer as her one true love, two; enter into a lifelong partnership of mutual sarcasm, loyalty and excessive cuddling, three; marry the Pursuer(or strongly consider it while pretending not to)." Ethan shrugged, "Sounds pretty good to me." "Do you not see that you have a problem?" She asked- genuinely concerned, but Ethan responded with a charming smile.

I handled data instead and focused on staying healthy until I gave birth. For the next two to three months, Edwin and the others tried desperately to reach me. But I had joined a top-secret government project. Without my permission, no one could contact me. It wasn't until after I gave birth that I heard from a friend what Edwin had done. He'd gone crazy, trying to track down every friend I had, just to find a way to reach me. But I felt nothing. Maybe Edwin really did love me. But from the moment he got close to me for Kelsey's sake and used me, that love was already tainted.

“This isn't a business deal, it's different.” I take all I want. I don't get rejections nor handle rejections because I make sure I get all I want. But Isabel wasn't a business deal or a thing I could snatch by force. She was a person, with her feelings and her opinions. I would not try to force her hand, no matter how tempting it was. “Love isn't exactly different from a business deal, if you want it, sometimes you've got to pursue it and in this case, you have to pursue it hard.”

"Aren't the players worse?" "Players eventually get bored and settle down. They might actually become devoted because they've seen everything. But a man who has someone else in his heart will never give you his whole soul. No matter how loyal you are, or how much you love him, you can never compete with a memory." She looked me dead in the eye. "You don't want to be a substitute, do you?" "No," I whispered. "I don't." "Exactly. Love is a fragile hunt. The more you chase, the more they run. If you two are just using each other for an itch—fine. Consider it a freebie and move on."

It was the allure of the spectacular, the promise of a love that would define her. The truth, she was discovering, was far more intricate and, dare she think it, far more beautiful in its quiet strength. True love, she was beginning to believe, wasn't about finding a perfect mirror to your own soul, but about finding someone with whom you could build something entirely new, something stronger and more resilient than either of you could achieve alone. It was about the steady, consistent effort of understanding, of compromise, of choosing each other, not just in the exhilarating rush of initial passion, but in the quiet ordinariness of everyday life. It was in the shared glances over a mundane

If the love is true then you will get it no matter how difficult it was to get **************************

“Honey, this time I promise to legalize you soon. But, please give me another 2 years. I think 2 years is enough for me to mature and solidify my mind to start a household. Right now I'm still not ready, I'm still afraid to start a marriage bond. I beg you, please tell your mama and papa. I'm serious, I won't ask for more time. It's March, right? In March 2 years from now I will propose to you soon. I will immediately fly to Jambi, propose to you. I promise!" Genta held Kaylila's hand. Kaylila's face looked disappointed. She failed to get the assurance that this year she will have to get married. Kaylila is afraid that if this year Genta doesn't marry her soon, mom and dad will soon find a m