This Thing Called Love Novels & Stories

Everything is ‘I’ these days. How can love exist in a world where the word, ‘myself’ exists? I think it is foolishness to believe the lies surrounding ‘love’. People are dreaming. It is like they live in a different planet on earth. Every day is a day for them to dream on. I even hear some say they wait for the love of their lives. Is that not waste of time? Why sit around and mope and day-dream about a world that does not exist? --//

She doesn't have parent's or siblings from whom she can asks. "True love..??" Steve asks while she nods. "Why do you want to know what is called true love..??" He asks raising his brows. "Just like that.. tell me please..." She requests him. " Okay... so true love... it's a feeling, an emotion.. it's a strong feeling of affection and adoration towards the person you love. True love is unwavering, unbreakable and unparalleled fondness towards your love. It's immesurably deep. True love is not to just come in a relationship or something else, it reflects many emotions and connection with each other.

Her mother questioned and little Zoe was very pleased to tell her. " From the movie playing on the TV screen, that lady told the other lady that they should make love?" Little Zoe explained and her mother could only shake her heart... " Only people that are in love make love" Her mother explains and little Zoe frowned a bit, she seemed to be thinking about something... " What is love, mama?" Little Zoe's question... " Love is when you find yourself wanting to be close to someone, all the time..." She explains... "just like how I want to be close to you?" Little Zoe asked and her mother nodded her head...

A deep, gnawing fear of making a mistake. “It’s about...Lucy, your sister,” Josh finally said, his voice quieter now, more vulnerable. “I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, Adrian. I’m in love with her, and I want to spend the rest of my life with her. I want to ask her to marry me.”

And just like that, the world was quiet again—wrapped in warmth, breath, and something dangerously close to love. But in that moment, I didn’t care what it was called. Because it was real. And it was ours.

Love Beyond Reach In the depth of human emotions, there exists a facet that ignites the soul with a fire that defies reason and logic. It is the intoxicating, heart-wrenching, and utterly captivating experience of falling for someone you cannot have. Such a forbidden love transcends societal norms and boundaries, leaving you in a whirlwind of intense emotions that threaten to consume your very essence.

"what if everything is a lie and I have been living a lie. What if there is no Fairy tale or happy endings. What if it doesn't exist and what if I never get it." "Don't say that, Emma. True love exist and so does happy endings. True love always finds it's way back no matter how long it takes and I hope you never give up on love." "Maybe I have given up on love and everything that has to do with it. What's the point anyways?" "The point is, Love is amazing, beautiful and one of Nature's best gift to Human. You can't give up on Love." "Henry,I want to believe all that you are saying but I have seen so much already to believe that true Love is probably just fictional, a myth and just doesn't e

he responded without glancing up at Adrian. “Come on man, we both know she can save your pretty ass from all this bullshit rules, she loves you Noah—” “Look, it doesn't matter wether or not she loves me, we aren't a match for fuck sake adrian, I do not have what she wants from me” “Everyone deserves a second chance at love Noah, yes vera made a mistake but she's sorry and changed and wants you back, can't you get that into your thick skull?”

The next thing that would take something from me but there was nothing. Just the sound of the wind. The vineyard. The man I loved and my daughter sleeping peacefully inside the house. I took Ambrose's hand. "Let's stay here." He smiled. "Forever?" I looked at him. "Why not?" He kissed my knuckles. "I'd like that." I rested my head against his shoulder. Once, I thought love was something people could buy. Something families could inherit. Something powerful people could use as a weapon. Something you could lose if you weren't careful enough but I was wrong.

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 ? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 ? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒓 ? 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 🤭