Training To Love Novels & Stories

She felt desperate for an answer that would solve her problem. "Can you really be with someone you don't love?" So Ra asked, trying to make her change her mind. "Jason begged me to give him a chance. And well.." Lana paused. "He was a bit manic." "Just do whatever you want! I'm leaving." So Ra stood up slamming her hands into the table, she stormed off leaving Lana looking bewildered. ~~~

I train children exactly the way my father trained me, to always be the best and to never allow someone to bully you, but I don’t train them to love as well, I only train them for people to fear them, and for them to never have fear. Until Emily walked into my gym. Fear all over her face, fear for her past, but not fear for me, fear for being defeated, but not by me. Fear for losing, but not fear of losing me. What am I doing? Teaching her the way I teach these kids? Or Is she teaching me how to love? And to have compassion? I sit flat on my ass with her hand gloves on. I can still feel the sweat of her tiny hands melting with mine. Who is she so afraid of that she’s not showing any sign of

“Anything to make sure their deaths weren’t in vain. I’ll train harder, be smarter, better…” They weren’t just words. It was a promise, and now that I had said it out loud, I would have to stick to it and make them proud. “I do know one thing,” I said, opening my eyes again. “I now know what I need to work on. My fears, anger, and loving too hard…” “That’s the best part about you,” Kylan interrupted. “You do love hard, and because of that, you taught me how to love you too. I don’t ever want you to change that, Violet.”

Something passed between us that didn’t need words, which was the best kind of thing, the kind you couldn’t perform or plan, that just arrived when enough honest time had passed between two people. Not an ending. Not a resolution with a bow on it. Just two people in a green room on a Saturday, looking at each other across everything that had happened and everything that was still coming, and finding that the looking didn’t have to be frightening anymore. That was enough. That kept being enough. That, I was learning, was what love looked like when it was real. Not the sixteen year old kind with its desperate gravity. The kind that had been tested and damaged and deliberately, painstakingly re

Adams off to the school gate, standing in front of me in her full motherly figure, she took my hand in hers giving it a reassuring squeeze “Don’t think too much about this sugar. Your Dad is not going to have his way this time around I will not let him. Do not end things with that girl. I can see she makes you happy. It is high time you show your father you are not the selfish man he is. You are capable of love my dear and you also need to be loved. “She pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my hands around her needing an extra bout of encouragement. It would be my first time of opening fighting for my needs. Marie was worth fighting for, and I will fight for her until the very end. “Nan, I love M

This sentence could always be my favorite from all the sentences that he’d told me. I smiled. “I love you, too.” There’s no point turning back. There’s no point denying all these feelings. No matter how much I tell myself that I should move on, I never will. Whenever I tell myself to stop falling, he’d be there making me fall even harder. He’s too unfair. He’s trapped me in his world. He shut his eyes and kissed my forehead. “There’s no asking who to love, Ashin…” he spoke. “…because the answer will always be you.”

He had broken me so badly that I started to have a hatred for men. I thought I was in love with him but meeting Nate, the feelings I had for Jeffrey didn't come near to the feelings I had for Nate. I have come to realized that I never felt love for Jeffrey, it couldn't have been, not with how Nate had easily broken down the walls I had built. But it was too early to know if what I felt for Nate was love when I myself didn't know the meaning of it. Yes I love my brother but not in that way so I couldn't use that as an example. "Nate it isn't the time for this, look when you're coming on your way just make sure that you take in the men we have left tied around the post. They might be a little

Lexa talked about her training, about the young wolves she'd been mentoring, about her dreams of one day traveling beyond our borders to spread the peace we'd built. "You're so much like your father," I told her, watching her animated face. "Always thinking of others, always protecting." "And I'm like you too," she said, squeezing my hand. "You taught me that strength isn't about power. It's about choosing love even when hate seems easier." My heart clenched. "You listened." "Always," she said softly. Later, as the sun climbed higher, I found myself back on the balcony. Damon joined me again, his presence as natural as breathing. Below, our pups continued their day, Lexa teaching younger wol

she says, wiping her tears. "Let go. Let go and breathe. Look around you, life... Life is beautiful if you just learn to let go and breathe. Enjoy your loved ones. Fall in love, and do what makes you happy. If you're stuck hurting because you list your mom, you will never see all the beauty the rest of your loved ones have to offer. I learned the hard way to respect and cherish mine. Don't wait to lose another of your loved ones or until you're in my shoes to allow yourself to live. I forgive you, Mia. And I thank you for making me wake up." she says, smiling.

Lindsay speaks now, in a tired and annoying tone. "Of course not" She quickly denies her boyfriend. "Don't you see that it's new?. . . They will bark" I roll my eyes. "They'll go in the trunk" "Brent's legs or the trunk, Marylise. . . , choose" Lili says, with a funny and malicious tone of voice, raising both eyebrows several times.