Torn Between Two Loves Novels & Stories

"Lorenzo. He says he's sorry. That he loves me. That he'll always love me." "Of course he's sorry. Now." "Do you think he's sincere?" "I think he's sincerely lost. I think he doesn't know where he stands anymore. I think he really loves you but he feels things for her and he can't handle it." "Is it possible to love two people at once?" "I don't know. I think so. I think the heart isn't a rational muscle. I think you can love different people in different ways." "Even your wife and your sister-in-law?"

he said, he was no longer laughing and his voice sounded so intense, more than it has ever done. "I am crazily attracted to you, do you know how hard it is not to want to kiss you and do more than just kiss you, God dammit Claire aren't you aware you drive me crazy. But I recognize what we have is different and I don't want you to be like any other girl I see and want to just sleep with her and leave." He whispered silently to my ears, I could feel his hot breath on my neck and there was something about his voice that sounded hoarse, he was trying hard to not reach forward to me. But I played it hard for him and I tilted my head forward and there was almost no space between us, it was either

He told me, begging for her openly this time, not minding how I felt about it. His words hung between us like a fragile thread, and for the very first time, I really felt that chilling distance between us growing wider than I could ever bear, wider than I could bridge. I could feel the tears prick at my eyes as I searched his face for a hint of understanding, but all I saw was confusion and frustration. All I saw is a man caught between two worlds, torn between two women. The one he loves and the wine he is obligated to protect.

I stood there for a moment, staring at the closed door before letting out a small chuckle. She thought she hated me now? She had no idea what was coming. I watched Bella storm off, her anger evident in every step. She was determined to resist me, but I wasn’t worried. She thought she could fight this, but I knew better. Hate and love were two sides of the same coin, and whether she liked it or not, she was already caught in the middle. Leaning against the kitchen counter, a smirk tugged at my lips. “I’ll make her fall in love with me without even realizing it,” I thought. This wasn’t just a challenge anymore. It was a promise.

Even if someone pointed a gun at my head and asked me to choose one of them, I wouldn't know who to choose—because I love them. And now they were all confessing their feelings for me, expecting me to say yes to them. Why on earth was I even in love with three sworn enemies? "I'm going to end whatever I have with Lyra," Thorne continued. "I don't care if my father likes it or not. You're the one I want as my mate." He leaned closer to give me a kiss, but I screamed loudly—so loud that it might break whatever shield was covering others from listening to our conversation.

He explains. "That sucks, bro." "No, that's life. But you know what? Cass understood me and she got me through it, we weren't even that close at the time but she told me it was okay to like both and she told me there was absolutely nothing wrong with me. That advise saved my life and I'll always be in debt to that girl." He smiles. "She's really good with her words." I gesture with my hands. "Yeah, so I'm gonna use her words with you. It's okay to like them both and there's absolutely nothing wrong with you, falling in love with two people is a thing that people experience, I mean why do you think the term throuple exists?"

“You can’t run from this forever, darling.” I turned, narrowing my eyes. “What?” He leaned against the counter, swirling the water in his glass, his smirk never faltering. “There’s tension between us, and we both know it. You can pretend all you want, but your body?” His gaze flickered over me, teasing. “Well, it’s not exactly helping your case.” My stomach twisted. God, this man was infuriating. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, plus we just met.”

She could even try and understand what is going on in her bond with callan, the bond was strong but something was pulling her back, the kiss with lucien just made things clear that it was broken, even the moon goddess said so. She took a shaky breath. What if she had more than one mate bond, the thought of having another mate scared her, the kiss felt like a bond, like a mate bond, She shook her head, trying to clear the thoughts. But it was no use. The questions kept swirling in her mind. What was she going to do now? The answer was clear. She needed to confront Callan.

She sang of two lovers, destined for love, but couldn't be together because their love was poisoning others around them. I willed her to look my way as she scanned the crowd, searching for something that I knew I had the answer to. When it seemed like it wouldn't find me, it did and it never left. It was like we were the two lovers, destined never to be together. On the last line, tears dropped from her face as she repeatedly sang goodbye, maybe in another life.

He asked with a bit of annoyance. With her body pressed against his, she felt awkward especially when he asked her that question. Though his hold wasn’t tight, it was scary how the young man saw through her like a transparent glass. She made a mental note not to lie to him anymore, she would just be found out. “ I already told you the answer, I am not ready for sex, I need time to adjust,” Damian thought he was prepared for this but somehow he felt his heart acting strangely. He couldn’t say that he loved her yet, but why did it hurt him so badly when she told him the truth? The difference between love and like is indeed a narrow line.