Theory Of Love Novels & Stories

“I burn for you, Sofia. And you know that kind of love is stronger.” I clenched my fists. “Love?” I spat. “You call this love?” Thomas smiled, but there was nothing soft about it. “Yes,” he said simply. “Love isn’t just gentle words and soft touches, sweetheart. It’s possession. It’s the kind of hunger that never dies, the kind that makes you need to own someone completely.” A shiver ran down my spine. He leaned in, his voice lowering. “You think Theo’s the first man who ever looked at you like you were his whole world?” His fingers traced the edge of my wrist, where the rope had left angry red marks. “He’s not.”

There's always the question of how two people meet and fall in love. Some people says it's science; chemistry to be exact. The increase of oxytocin in the body, along with other chemicals, that makes a person feels in love. The others, the more romantic ones, will argue that love is far complicated than what science claims. Those hopeless romantics says that love between two people is caused by fate. Two souls fated to meet long before they were even born.

Ash spat the words, more at the headstones in front them than at Thea right then. “Real love isn’t like that,” said Thea. “No, listen to me. What Mom and Dad had…” Thea shook her head, her eyes sad. “It was love in the beginning, but it got twisted. Love doesn’t mean hurting someone. Love is the opposite of that. Look at Trent and Lizzie. Hell, look at any number of couples. I swear they’re all falling in love around here. It’s like a disease. And they’re happy and totally normal. Nothing like our parents.”

And there are other ways to deal with that. But love—now that’s something to be avoided at all costs. And I was a firm believer that the bond doesn’t make you fall in love until you allow it to, until you get all enamored by the idea of some eternal, glowing thread holding you to your mate and that your story has to end there. I believe the matebond is just a theory painted into our minds in vivid colors since childhood, when in reality, it is only black and white. There are plenty of loopholes. It's just that nobody wants to explore it in fear of some kind of punishment from the moon goddess or fear of losing the only option they might have.

Chapter 5 Is ishq ke kya kehne Isne kitno ko abad kiya Aur kitno ko barbad Par is kambakkht ishq Ne to Humara aisa haal Kia ki Dil hi nahi zinda Raha kisi se Ishq Karne ke liye ~Ankita Ghosh (what should I say about love? It destroyed do many people and even made so many people but thus stupid love break me like that my heart isn't alive anymore to love someone)

"You know,you could have just said 'I love you too' instead of saying so much." "Not really", Vikram shrugged, fondling his wife's ass, lifting her thighs a bit so she fit his palm,"I find the concept of couples confessing their love to each other all the time strange. Even though we love each other,I don't see the need to constantly intimate to you about the lack of change in my feelings.I know that I love you,just like I also know you reciprocate. Anything more than that is just an unnecessary constant reminder to the other partner in the relationship."

Many people say that falling in love is not wrong. All beings have the right to feel love. It's not wrong to fight for love, until the end. It's not something wrong if love can or can't be reciprocated. However, why should Reo get social punishment? He just fell in love, and tried to fight for his love. Although the idol of the heart is called unusual if it is Reo who loves him.

"You know nothing about my marriage, Martin. Don't pretend to understand." "Maybe I don't know the details," Martin said calmly. "But I know one thing. True love is not built on force and fear. There's an old saying: 'If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it's yours. If it doesn't, it never was.'" Martin paused for a moment before continuing.

His hand slid along Ron’s cheek, wiping another tear from the corner of his eye. “Love is not a matter of reason, sweetheart. It is a force of nature, wild, and untamed. It chooses who it will, whether we approve or not. You and I are in love. Eron and the Dark Lord are in love. So what? We are together so why should they not be together?” “Insolence!” The Heavenly Emperor’s voice boomed, shaking the entire chamber.

"I had a boring day today. Spent all day at home doing nothing reasonable except for thinking about the meaning of love. The sad truth is that I don't understand the meaning of love." "Did you come up with anything unique?" Goodness asked. My heart stood still. Didn't he hear me properly when I told him that I did not know the meaning of love? "I don't think love exists," I said. "I think it is a misconception we have been forced to accept. I did a little research about love. I think it is caused by a chemical called pheromone. It is secreted from the human body." "Pheromone!" It was as if Goodness throat went dry as he struggled to understand what I had just said. "Are you. . . saying that