Torn Between Two Loves Novels & Stories

I kissed him back with everything I had. Because it was real. All of it was real. That was the thing nobody told you about being in love with two people it wasn’t that one was real and one was a fantasy, wasn’t that one was right and one was wrong. Both were devastatingly, inconveniently real, and the only thing that wasn’t real was the version of me that could exist without hurting someone. When we finally broke apart Nate’s eyes were dark, and the look in them was satisfied and hungry and something else underneath something watchful that hadn’t entirely stood down.

Her words hung in the air, fragile yet unyielding. Liam looked at her then, really looked, as though searching for the truth in her soul. For a flicker of a moment, she saw the man she loved, the one who had once promised her forever without fear. But the weight of betrayal, suspicion, and pride pressed down too heavily. “Torn between loyalties,” he whispered bitterly, almost to himself. “That’s what they’ll call it. That’s what it feels like.”

Both sides had weight and both paths led somewhere I could not quite see clearly. "Does the list help?" Catherine peered over my shoulder. "It makes me realize I am falling for both of them in different ways." The admission hurt. "Adrian is the comfort of home even when home was not always safe. Dante is the promise of something better even though promises have broken me before." "So you choose comfort or hope." Catherine sat across from me. "Neither one is wrong." "Both feel wrong." I crumpled the paper. "How can I love two people simultaneously? What does that say about me?"

The other meant losing herself. How can I choose? Her heart hammered, her skin splitting as both wolves’ power tugged at her body. Shadow fire lashed out of her spine while golden light bled from her veins. It felt like her soul was tearing in half. The Rift around her shook violently, cracks splitting through the black. The whispers grew deafening: choose… choose… choose… --- Outside the Rift Elias bled from a wound across his chest, claws raking as he locked with Lucian again and again. Their duel had become less about killing each other and more about who would stand if Serena never returned.

I didn’t want to participate in this stupid revenge plan of theirs. They were crazy to think that I’d turn against Xander, of all people. My mate. My companion. Being away from him confirmed my feelings for him. If I wasn’t sure of them before, I was absolutely sure now. I was heartbroken that we’d been torn apart in such a brutal way, and that these people expected me to work alongside them in order to destroy the one thing in my life that felt right, for once.

He reminded me repeatedly, I know that what he is telling me is right, but I just can't help it, proposing, getting engaged, and eventually getting married is a big decision in life, it can easily change the course of our lives, I am just worried that Ayesha may still be not ready for something like this. I am not doubting her love for me, I know that she loves me as much as I love her. What I am worried about is that she may not want to settle down now, come on, we just graduated from college, and she may still want to enjoy her life and start her own career. "God, please give this night to me, just this night" I prayed to God, hoping God would grant me my wish. As I was fidgeting in my sea

--Grey-- I am intoxicated, not by alcohol, but by love. Desire and the longing to possess overwhelm me. I can't stop gazing at her and feeling an intense yearning. I can no longer distinguish my love for Keyara from my passion for Catalina, Catty. They seem to blend together, forming one body, one soul, and one emotion. I miss her so much... I couldn't stop kissing her, touching her, and I discovered a scar on her stomach. It's a horizontal mark at the very bottom of her abdomen.

Hazel finally admitted defeat, and thoroughly so. "Grandmother, this is a decision that Benjamin and I made together," Hazel tried persuading Mrs. Lucas, "I've failed to make Benjamin fall in love with me over the last three years. Instead, his hatred for me has only grown. If we go on like this, he will only end up detesting me more. Rather than allow that to happen, I would rather we just go our separate ways. I've used marriage to keep Benjamin with me over the last three years, and now that I think about it, I was just being selfish." With that, Hazel gave Benjamin a slight bow. She said, "I'm sorry."

“I spent days there, possibly weeks. Fighting with myself. I didn’t know if I wanted to come back. I didn’t know if I could deal with remembering you the way I did, then finding you in the arms of another again.” Those daggers were back again, piercing my heart with every word. I knew I had to bare it though, I hid my cringe as best I could. Though it doesn’t mean much, he would notice anyway. Hiding those kinds of things from him were impossible. “But, I thought about it. Is it truly better to love and to of lost, then to never know at all. So here I am. I didn’t find what I expected. I thought you would have moved on, which in turn you had. Though I thought you would still be there. Still

"There's a gallery in Lyon that's been courting me for months. I keep putting them off because..." "Because you were too busy being torn between two men." "Yeah." I laugh, and this time it sounds almost real. "God, I've been such an idiot." "You've been human. You fell in love. It happens." "I fell in love with two men at the same time. That's not exactly normal." "Nothing about your situation was normal. But you handled it the best way you could." I shake my head. "I should have made a choice sooner. I should have been stronger."