Uncontrollable Love Novels & Stories

Nonetheless, I knew we were not meant to be, so I wrote my feelings for him in the diary. If Benjamin had not read the diary, I would have lived on as the obedient niece… but that was not the case. He read my diary and tore it into pieces. He thought I was disgusting to develop a romantic feeling for him. "What is wrong with you? I'm your uncle! Yes, we're not related by blood, but I'll forever be your uncle. And that's all!"

"I want to know who is helping Emilia." As we left the warehouse, I couldn't shake the feeling that Emilia was still one step ahead of me. But I was determined to catch her, no matter what it took. I thought back to our time together, to the way Emilia had smiled at me, to the way she had laughed. I had loved her, or at least, I had thought I did. But now, I realized that my love had been twisted, corrupted by my own desires and obsessions. I had wanted to possess Emilia, to control her, and I had been willing to do whatever it took to keep her.

“Hannah, this is crazy.” She watches me mull over all this craziness and she looks at me with pity and sympathy. What if this could all be true…Then yeah, I would love to have a love like this person is describing. But it just doesn’t happen for me. I’m not meant to have this kind of love.

It wasn't just this that made her want a divorce; it was simply the last straw. Anna had loved Gerald for ten years. Five years ago, when Grandpa Davis suddenly told her that Gerald wanted to marry her, she was overjoyed beyond words. Love blinded her to the fact that she never bothered that Gerald's heart belonged to another woman. She was confident that given five years, she could warm warm Gerald's heart. But five years passed, and she realized Gerald's heart was harder than stone. She couldn't compete with the woman after his heart, especially now that she had returned.

" I did what I had to do to protect him - from you, from your world. Do you even realize the kind of damage you caused me?" Adrian flinched but quickly recovered. "Sophia, you don't have to play the victim here. I deserved to know I had a child. Yes, I deserve to know. "You deserved nothing" she snapped. Not at all. "You were controlling, manipulative and so consumed by your empire that there was no room for anyone else. Not me. Not a child. Adrian took a step closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "I'm a man. You don't get to decide what's best for me, Sophia. He's my son and I'll be in his life whether you like it or not ".

why. Cuz I love him... Love?? Yes... I love him.. there was something in nikah verses that I unexpectedly fell in love with the unexpected guy. That boy lives in my heartbeats... his love run in my veins...I couldn't imagine my life without him. Daniel's POV

“That’s why I’ve lost it!” “That’s not love!” I shouted. “Your obsession is bigger than your love. That’s not sincerity — it’s control. It’s manipulation. Am I wrong?” I pause, swallowing hard as my chest heaves with emotion. I lick my dry lips. “Shela, love isn’t supposed to be this cruel. You don’t have to do any of that just to make me yours. If your feelings are real, you let things flow naturally. If we are meant to be, no one can take me away from you. Do you understand that?” Suddenly—

The exact words Don himself had called me on numerous occasions and I had run into my room crying every single time. “Sometimes when guys are in love, they don’t know how to express or accept it. That is the reason he was bullying you, he didn’t know how to express his love for you so that was the only way”. “There was no way Don was in love with me, it could never be” I said, assuring myself that Charles hadn’t been there when we were kids so he wouldn’t understand. “I’ll be going to my room, I need to have my bath and cool my head”

I laughed at her action if she didn't run away; I kissed her inadequately. I should control myself, she doesn't love me and I'm forcing her to be mine. "So what? You love her. She is your wife, she has to love you, she can't stop you. You can kiss her, make love to her, anything," My subconscious affirmed. I shook my head, grabbing my phone and wallet. I exited the room.

He stopped. "You can believe it genuinely," I said. "You can believe with your whole heart that every decision came from love. I am not telling you that you do not love me. I am telling you that love does not cover this." I kept my voice even. "Love does not put software on someone's phone. Love does not build surveillance files. Love does not hire someone to follow your adult daughter around campus and report back on her social life." I looked at him directly. "Control does that. Fear does that. The need to manage an outcome does that." I paused. "Which one is this." The silence stretched. A car moved somewhere down the block. The campus behind me was quiet.