Unconditional Love Novels & Stories

Adam burst in,Xavier eyes widen. "You came too" He rush towards his other grandfather. "I wouldn't miss it for the world,now let's go and eat,you must be starving" "Very"Xavier hand in hand with his two grandfather stride to the table, the kids jubilated in their own ways and bury their faces in the cakes blissfully. Boundless love is that kind of love where breaking down walls, overcoming difficulties and moving forward as a team becomes possible, it's a healthy and intelligent love, one that allows all parties involves to grow individually and see beyond the distance... it's not a physical light.

He smiled thoughtfully. "But I already love you." "But I'm talking about a woman." "You are a woman. Besides, there are different kinds of love that fill the heart, unconditional love that can generate between siblings through protection… being useful to someone and having the ability to be more than a robot controlled by dad has already filled my heart. There was never any room for other types of love. I like this type of love without demands and without having to dedicate myself so much, just to care for and protect when necessary, but lately I have failed, let you down, and now I don't know what happened, and it's killing me to the soul."

However, hoping that he would come back and accept me for who I was was impossible. Wasn't love a transactional relationship? You were loved because you had what men expected you to have—special qualities, a sense of security, comfort, physical beauty, and so on. If not, then it was all just a formality. Because true love which was unconditional and non-transactional, was only the love of the Creator for His servants. The Moon Goddes to Her servants.

He believes I can’t possibly understand what he’s going through because I’ve never loved someone the way he loved Hera. “I may not have experienced love in a man,” I admit, “but I know what love is.” He glances up at me, his gaze searching mine. Slowly, he pulls his hand from my grasp. It feels warmer now, so I let him go, even though I want to hold on. “My parents,” I continue, my voice quieter now. “Is there anything greater than unconditional love? What you felt for Hera was real, pure, and unconditional. And I had that too—with my parents.”

It makes me embarrassed to the core! "Agape, a love that is selfless, the love for humanity. Closest to unconditional love. It was pure and asks nothing in return. Agape love is what this world need. Agape love is about giving. Giving all they have, all that they are, they found beauty in life. Agape love is so unconditional that it will accept any flaws. It will accept any flaws of someone they love." Her smile became soft. Her hand was on her chest as she said those words. Her simple words became a light to us, enlightening us from goodness within our hearts. But what melts mine was the last words she had said. Doubling the guilt in my guts.

Denied all the freedom because of business and profits, how I wish that love is more powerful than elitism. Love is not a walk-in-the-park kind of activity despite it being unconditional. It does not happen for you buddy unless you are prepared to sacrifice. Assume the fruits of love were so easy to harvest, we would all be partying from Monday to Monday by now and stop numbing our pain with food, drugs, and alcohol.

I might have lost them at a young age, but their unconditional love left a deep imprint and yearning in my heart for more. I was broken but I wasn't incapable of love. Neither was Marshall. I just needed to show him. I would marry him and do much worse to show him that my love was unconditional. Love is a statement, a declaration. A promise to find the positive in someone despite their flaws. To see the best in them and to be the best for them. Love makes us weak, but it also makes us stronger. Love is devotion and courage and compassion. Love is kindness amidst heartbreak, patience despite pain.

Beings protecting young. "This is parental love," Echo explained. "Love that protects. Love that nurtures. Love that sacrifices for those who depend. Parents love children unconditionally. Love them regardless of reciprocation. Love them simply because they exist. Watch. Observe. See how parents give without expecting return. How they sacrifice without demanding payment. How they love without requiring proof of worth. That is parental love. Love that gives freely. Love that protects instinctively. Love that nurtures automatically. That is one form of love."

She added, “Mom..it's okay”I smiled, “He is just like my husband, workaholic and arrogant" Mrs Xander whispered. “You are calling me arrogant” Mr Xander asked, coming from back, “Yes..I did..do you have any problem?“ She narrowed her eyes and he immediately shook his head. This is called love...a cute..beautiful..unconditional love We spent our day in the living room and at night I stepped into his room. Looking at the surroundings, I was amazed.. The room was magnificent, with the black colour on the wall and a king size bed in the middle.