Uncontrollable Love Bl Novels & Stories

Brielle asked hopefully while waiting for a response. Olivia thought about it for a few minutes. Her little for head wrinkled up in thought. She was going with her aunt no matter if she wanted to or not. The whole reason she was going was because she had been so out of control. She knew her father loved her and her mother would be so upset with her past behavior. Her recklessness almost killed her. She had a lot of time to reflect on her situation the last few days. So she answered honestly. Looking at her father with tears in her eyes “ I Promise I will try everything and learn as much as possible. From this moment on I will put away my childish ways. I will return the accomplished women yo

I ain't saint, I am more likely a demon hiding in a quiet place. Trust me, I did all the things I can. I avoided him for days, blocked him, never tried to look at him and everything I can to not do it again. But you know what's funny? I ended up liking him. Talking biologically, heart is muscle that is involuntary, you can't control it. So, does that mean it is also the same with feelings? So, here's the question. Is love controllable? I mean, does your self need to be in control of heart?

"I.. I once had a man I loved and cherished so much. I could do anything just to keep the love we shared." "Okay?" "He was sick and needed money for a kidney transplant. Because of how much I loved him, I emptied my account just so I could gather up the money needed for the transplant. I took a loan from my boss to complete the money, only for me to discover that he wasn't sick and he needed the money to cater for his wife and son he hid in another state." "My God, how did you get to know?" "All thanks to Mr. Ethan, he said he knew that Vincent didn't love me but was only using me to get money."

I shrugged, "There are lots of what ifs, you know." Mark bobbed his head in a nod, "you're right. I agree with you on that aspect. There are always lots of what ifs but not for a man that's madly in love with a woman. Trust me when I tell you very clearly that that man," he mouth twisted bitterly, "my uncle, does not love you anymore. No matter the circumstances, no matter how high and disciplined a man's sense of reasoning is, when he is in love with a woman, at some point, all reasoning is unconsciously thrown in the air and they follow their heart which is always to go to that woman they can't ever get enough of."

“Just stop. You don’t get to say that word to me. You don’t get to say love after what you did. After you filmed me. After you kept those videos. After you let the world see me come apart for you. You don’t get to sit here shirtless and talk about carrying me to bed like it was sweet. It wasn’t sweet. It was sick. You were supposed to protect me. Instead you used me. You turned me into something for your camera. For your ego. For your dick.” He flinched—visibly. His hands clenched on his knees. “I never meant—” “You never meant for anyone to see?” I laughed, bitter and wet. “But they did. Uncle Ray saw. Strangers saw. Sarah saw. Jonas saw. Everyone saw me naked, begging, calling you Daddy wh

I was about to get out of the car when she stopped me. "Ash you really have no idea how you make me feel. There are so many times I feel like I'm not telling you enough or showing you how much you mean to me. Within this time we've known one another, you have taught me things about myself I don't know,you constantly remind me how beautiful I am and you constantly make me feel.... wanted and I love that you make me feel this way. Fuck Ashley you make me fall for you everyday,you never cease to amaze me. Ashley I LOVE YOU.....so fucking much and you don't need to..." "I LOVE YOU TOO" I cut her off and crashed my lips into hers.

He increased pressure on my clenched fists and said; "promise me, Arya." "I promise," the words slipped my tongue on their own. "I love you, Arya. You will always be cherished in my dreams. You will always have my heart with you. Not a piece of my heart, you have the whole thing. This is something you can't refuse to give me. I have the freedom to love you insanely, to love you like there is no returning back. This is something none of us have control over. And I think that is the special thing about love- it is uncontrollable. You can't tame this wild beast."

Angelina's POV - It's the season of winter and snowfall isn't a exception. I actually love snowfall but sometimes I also hate it, like now because I have to clear all the snow from the front door. This is the story of every winter where my parents never help me out, its just that they order me to clean it up.

“Lara, listen to me—” He closed the distance between us in two strides and grabbed my arms, forcing me to look at him. His eyes were glassy, tortured, but his voice came out low and fierce. “I do feel it. Every single damn day.” My breath hitched. His words were a dagger and a balm all at once. “Then why?” I cried, my voice breaking. “Why are you doing this to me?” “Because loving you is wrong,” he said, almost choking on the words. “And if I let myself keep you, I’ll destroy your life. You’ll hate me for it one day.”

Before she could catch her breath, Raven spun her around to face him. "I haven’t said you can leave." Raven’s voice was nearly a whisper, given their close proximity. Gia’s entire body tensed upon hearing him speak. "Let me go!" Gia tried to push Raven away, but her strength barely felt like a breeze to him. "You’re quite intriguing." Raven tilted Gia’s chin up, bringing their faces closer. Gia wanted to push his hand away, but Raven’s dark gaze seemed to paralyze her. "You say you love Lonan? Then prove your love now."