Themes About Love Novels & Stories

Desperate for not getting hurt, desperate for comfort, for the love she never got but deserved. "Shut up you should face the consequences. Maybe you will learn to think before doing anything. You should learn your lesson. You should meet the consequences of your actions." He replied with cold and harsh tone. A tone that will bring mob-bosses to their knees let alone a little girl. "No plea.." End of flashback... "Ma'am I brought you your files and a cup of tea." Said Lia as she entered my room. I rolled down my sleeve and nodded. Brushing past the memories of my younger self.

Ameia softly explained to her. “But love is generally a huge topic Mom. I couldn’t just put it in my way… it could be love is forever… love is a mystery… love conquers all… even love is close to hate… everything could be possible.” Tamara reasoned out. Her mother let out a slight smile as she shook her head.

"What is it all about, honey?" "Well, today I am planning to make my another batch of Marcos Painting." "Really?" "Yes, Mother. I'll probably be very busy this week and the following months." "What will be your theme?" "Anything about love, Mother." "Isn't it that it was your theme last collection?" "Yes, Mother. I was thinking the world should never run out of love. What will happen if that will happen so?" "You got a point there, honey. Whatever you think makes you happy. I can clearly see that you're in love. Aren't you?"

I took a deep breathe and exhaled. "Look there!" he pointed "...In the place where the water meets the sky, is the love that surrounds us as everyday goes by. Even in joyfulness, even in times we cry, our love will never stop but will keep on rolling by". He looked at me then continued "...in the place where the seashore meets the bay, is the love that abounds us through the heat in every ray. The sun may go down, but at the end of the day; the flaring shades of love will always have to stay..."

" i tried to explain her. "Oh Jesus!!!!....did you spent your night with him????...i mean...something happened between you guys???" I noded and covered my face in embracement. "Is that something wrong to make love between husband and wife Ms.Magda Linette ???" a bold voice came from the door. We two turned towards the door at a same time in spilt second. I was so shocked to see him here at this time.

I watched her for I don't know how long, minutes or maybe longer. My heart was pounding so hard I was scared it might wake her up. The words were right there again, sitting on my tongue. I love you. Just three words and that was all. Three words that should have been easy. But every time I opened my mouth, something closed in my throat. I could feel the familiar fear of letting someone in creep in again. I always believed loving someone meant giving them the power to destroy you, at least that was what I learnt from my parents relationship.

"Shane, I'm sure Nat didn't mean to do this. She probably just loves you too much. You should try to understand her. After all, she comes from a poor family. She doesn't have money, let alone love." I couldn't hold back my laughter any longer. "You're wrong. I don't want his love anymore."

"You always said happiness doesn't need to be displayed. Since you never take photos with me, I figured there was no point in keeping it as my wallpaper." He rubbed the back of his neck, chuckling nervously. "Love is something you carry in your heart. As long as we know, that's what matters." A cold smile curled my lips. "But if you never say it, how can anyone be sure who you love?" My words seemed to catch him off guard. He tilted his head, watching me closely. "Honey, you're talking strangely today," he said. I laughed softly. "It's nothing. You should get going. Don't you have an important meeting today?"

The current me was undesirable for any man, and my heart ached terribly. Still, I could not understand why Reynold kept me around even though he did not love me. He could have just told me, and we would have divorced. Yet, not only did he take away my ability to have children, but he even cheated and betrayed me, In the end, I didn't visit the doctor. Instead, I went home alone. The mansion was the home Reynold and I purchased when we got married, back when his career was just starting to take off. I could still remember us lying in bed, talking about the future. We had dreamed of having two kids—a boy and a girl—a perfect family of four.

They yearned for a day when love would be celebrated in all its forms, where boundaries would dissolve, and acceptance would reign. Aurora and Dr. Westwood's message of love and acceptance began to resonate with open hearts, gradually weaving a tapestry of compassion and understanding within society. People began to see beyond the boundaries of conventionality, embracing the boundless possibilities that love held. Their story captured the attention of renowned scholars, philosophers, and artists, who sought to understand the nature of their extraordinary connection. They embarked on a journey of exploration, delving into the depths of love's complexities and the interplay between human emoti