Uncontrollably Fond Novels & Stories

I called as he was about to open the door. “The best friend is not going anywhere, Jess,” he muttered, forcing a smile despite the pain. “I’m not leaving you alone.” My lips quivered, half-smiling, but as he went out of the room and closed the door, the tears swelling in my eyes rolled down my cheeks. Is there a rule that we can’t fall in love with our best friend? Aiden is all I wanted to be with for the rest of my life, and yet, this baby inside me screams so loud that I was not meant for anyone. Am I not allowed to be happy?

I promised, never breaking eye contact with him, and he scoffed, nodding with a wide grin. “See, there it is. That's exactly what I'm talking about! I like…no, I love that! What you just did right now and that's what I need. Give it all to me, everything, your anger, your pain, your pleasure, your joy, and everything you're capable of feeling, show it all to me. You are mine and I am the only one allowed to make you feel all that! All your emotions are mine to control and trigger. Fvck!! You turn me on so much" he groans and my features contort in utter disgust at the display. He suddenly stops smiling, now looking dead serious for his next words, and the switch-up would've scared me if I wa

I came here to be transparent about everything that happened. I am not asking you, Fiona, I am telling you. You love him and I want his love. Can you give me that? Fey says and I raise an eyebrow in confusion to look at her. I can only give you what I have control over. I don’t have control to make Cult change. If you ask me to hate him…I say. Can you hate him? Do you even have control over your own heart because I don’t think you do. “I don’t think you can control your surpassing feelings for Cult and I know that I’m not wrong.” Fey says and I squeeze my fist.

--- The figure moved instantly. --- Closing the distance. --- Blocking his path. --- “You don’t understand what you’re doing,” he said. --- A pause. --- “You can’t control this.” --- The prototype met his gaze. --- Unshaken. --- “I’m not trying to control it.” --- A beat. --- “I’m letting it become what it needs to be.” --- The words landed like a fracture point. --- Because they rejected control entirely. --- And without control— --- The system had nothing to anchor to.

I sensed his restrained fury simmering just beneath the surface, like a volcano about to erupt. "Tell me what happened, honey. "Who the hell laid a hand on you?!" Seeing the man who treasured me standing by me filled me with warmth. I knew someone was about to get what was coming to them. I knew all too well how protective William was of me. If there was even the hint of a scratch on me, he would call in the family doctor and fuss for days. If I ate half a spoonful less than usual, he would panic. Selfishly, I loved my princess treatment.

“Then… Why did I lose control before?” The wolf’s ears flicked back. “Because you were a child. You didn’t know me yet. You didn’t trust me. And I didn’t know how to hold back without you. But now…” He stepped closer, massive paw pressing against mine in the void. “If you trust me, I’ll trust you. We’ll never lose control again.” I choked out a laugh. “You sound cocky.” He grinned, flashing razor-sharp teeth. “Of course I’m cocky. I’m a demon wolf, the strongest of all. But with you? We’ll be unstoppable.”

] Faced with irrational netizens, one young team member could not take it anymore and cursed, "You idiots! Can't any of you think for yourselves?" The next second, their account was banned by the platform. "I'm sorry, Pearl. It's all my fault for not controlling myself..." The young team member felt very guilty. "It's okay..." Pearl actually smiled at that moment. Having such a group of people who unconditionally supported her and fought alongside her for their shared goals was already comforting enough. As for the gossip back home, it seemed insignificant now. She said lightly, "It's fine. In Arcanum, no one knows me anyway. I'm still a doctor to them... It's just a pity that the team's pla

His words sliced through her like a blade. Tears spilled from Izzy’s eyes. She quickly wiped them with the back of her hand and stared at him with a mix of heartbreak and courage. “You’re right,” she said quietly. “I’ve called you my best friend for years, but maybe we never really knew each other at all. I get that you’re angry I kept this from you, but I hope now you understand why I did. I didn’t want to lose you. I love your uncle. And yeah… we don’t have a label, but I still let him touch me.”

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?

The only difference was he wasn’t being crowded around by every single nosy person in the firehouse. As June and I walked more toward him getting closer to him I assumed that she would continue walking while waving and saying goodbye on her way out like a normal person but I was wrong and clearly forgot who I was talking about, June wasn’t your average nosy person, she wasn’t normal which is great and all but just like everything else her in-normally had it’s cons as well. Which is why I should’ve expected it especially coming from june. I wasn’t sure if he had seen us coming before but when he did he smiled so big it was like he was a kid at a candy store for the very first time. I smiled b