Unattainable Love Novels & Stories

In the end, they shattered every illusion he had been clinging to. He thought that fixing the material things, clearing up misunderstandings, and giving his time would be enough to win her back. What was left for him to win back? Was it a shewolf he had taken for granted out of habit until he completely lost her? Or was it a relationship already riddled with cracks? - He couldn't fully let go. It was like an addiction he couldn't overcome. He secretly paid attention to everything related to her. Months later, through scattered bits of information, he confirmed what he had already suspected.

There are different types of love , and the only love that I've known is that kind that you only love to possess and attain but she's told me that I cannot without possession and give my heart freely and not have to be afraid of losing what I already have which has always been my main fear but I'm on as people who want people to prove what they say so if somebody says they love me they need to prove it if somebody says they believe in me they need to prove that if somebody says I a forever person they need to prove it and it comes down to a trust issue that I've always had because I've always had to prove myself to my uncle and I always have to prove myself to my father to somewhere somehow

It was pure anguish—awareness of absolute power she couldn't use to reach those she loved, surrounded by all reality but unable to touch the only parts that mattered. Simultaneously, the other aspects gasped. The warm pull toward Kieran and Dimitri didn't fade—it simply vanished. They became important but not beloved, valued but not cherished. "I can't feel you," Compassion said to Kieran, wonder and horror in her voice. "I know I should love you, remember that I did, but the feeling itself is gone." "It's with her," Connection explained, pointing to where Love writhed in containment. "All romantic love, imprisoned with her. We can feel other attachments—friendship, duty, familial bonds—but

This was the first time she saw him look so openly in love. She listened quietly as he confessed. For a moment, she remembered the time she had confessed to him. He had stared at her steadily. His eyes were clear and calm. There was no sign of any emotion. Back then, she had believed that if she kept trying, she might one day win his heart. Watching this, she realized that it did not matter whether she waited for eight, eighteen, or twenty-eight years; it would never happen. Some things were impossible. How could she ever win the heart of a man who loved another woman so deeply?

Robert asked walking closer to them,Royal pulled Angel behind him. "Just......somewhere" Royal muttered and a loud heavy slap landed on his face,Angel gasped. Royal didn't blink or move. "How dare you!!!! Even after my warning and threats?! What the fuck do you take me for?!" Robert yelled. "I wish I can follow your order dad" Royal muttered. "What? You wish?" Robert Glared. "What the hell am I supposed to do when I'm madly in love with her? I've tried enough, trying to hide my feelings but I just can't anymore........"

“If you don’t fight for your love, you will cry all your life.” Charlotte’s smile faded as she whispered to herself, “Unrequited love seems to run in my blood and fate.” Her voice trembled slightly as she thought of her parents, still suffering from the fire of unrequited love. She was not blessed with the love that Anne and Nicholas shared, but she was unlucky like Sabrina and Nathaniel.

The most heartbreaking moment in someone’s life is when their most trusted relations just fade away when you need them the most, and I suppose that’s how life works. Fate’s art? Last night, when I was trying really hard to convince my friends that I didn’t had done anything wrong and I had never cheated on him, they were all already convinced that I was wrong. funny right? Just how my life is right now. Trying my best to make them believe it was just my efforts going to vein. Thinking about all this matter, I started to feel a sudden sharpening in my heart like a sword is piercing through my chest, getting into my heart and then crossing my heart to my back. I was feeling numb and my body ju

She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movies. I forced a smile, trying to share in their enthusiasm. "Yeah, it sounds... interesting." One of my colleagues, Clara, noticed my lack of enthusiasm. "What's wrong, Ava? Don't you like the idea?" I sighed, shaking my head slightly. "It's just... there are no perfect lovers in reality. It's a nice idea, but it's not realistic." The truth is, if someone did show up who checked off all those boxes, wouldn’t they were a fraud? I just thought but didn’t speak.

She comes closer to me with heartbreak on her face and tears falling down her beautiful cheeks. "Tobias, you can't believe that. Everything we did, everything we shared, that was love. An undeniable, crazy, unexpected, beautiful type of love, and that's ours. You have to believe in our love, believe in me, please? There's so much that you don't know and I will tell you everything I just need some more time -"

Setting the milk down, her brows drew together, "I understand how that kept us together in the dream, but how does that explain how they haven't found us yet, you say they aren't men, and that love is the powerful factor, but how? Aren't they strong none the less?" "I think only the both of you can answer that completely, but here is the little I perceive. Indeed they are strong, immensely so. But, they can't trace you the way they should because, you essence confuses them, it misdirects them, it is beyond them, your very essence is defined by love. What drives you in this journey is your love, that which drives you is embedded in your essence. The Athànatoi perceive this as do I, but it doe