Unlove Novels & Stories

I agreed and again felt this boundless sadness. I'm here without you, it crossed my mind. Yes, I started talking to him in my mind, which was pretty insane. It just kind of helped me get over the pain of his departure. Love was something incredibly complicated, something unpredictable that could bring sorrow or tremendous happiness. Unfortunately, I had been betting on the wrong men so far. Will that ever change?

“The annoying part is, anytime I tried to enquire if his leaving me was as a result of something bad I did to him, he kept saying it had nothing to do with me, but rather with him.” “Mum. I have a feeling there was a force he couldn’t control and he was scared to tell you of it openly in your face.” “Whatever it is. I’m glad I didn’t allow it ruin me a second time. I thank God I’d you then.” Drawing close to hold her in a tight hug. She spoke over her shoulders. “You’ve been my strength all these years. Finding true love cannot be guaranteed. Unrequited love is indispensable. True love cannot be defined, but when it happens, it flows effortlessly with no need of stressing or forcing yourself

" I never thought you would be such a big fool.. Rose will always tell me that my varun is brilliant but just now I realized how brilliant you are.. She will always speak proudly about you, not even once she complained about you, but even now you are not ready to believe her.. May be If you had believed what she said, she would not have lost her unborn baby.. The truth is you don't deserve her love.." After saying it, she left from there.. Am I really unworthy of her love ??.. She would not have experienced all this pain if she had not loved me.. She has only experienced pain since she started falling in love with me.. However, this varun is living only for his gundu.. How can I live without

How can I love someone who doesn’t know my likes and hobbies? Someone who doesn’t support me in any decisions I’ve made in my life. Someone who doesn’t know the word etiquette or Good Manners and Right Conduct (GMRC). I don’t even know if he can stop drinking alcohol or taking a cigarettes. I really can’t stand him.

By the time he came to accept her, it seems she had already chosen someone else. “I hate you! I am divorcing you!” she screamed, raising his jealousy and temper. It seemed that she was still hellbent on choosing her lover over him and the kingdom. Their divorce would lead to another bloodshed their marriage was meant to end. It infuriated him that she no longer cared about any of that, but her lover. “I am warning you, Zania. Stop this nonsense this second,” he finally snapped with his fists clenched. She let out a weak laugh. “Or what, Maxwell? You have already taken everything from me. I hate you!” she spat before dragging herself to the closet and getting dressed.

Bryan blurted out, unable to hold back. "I think he's crazy too," Scarlett said, her lips curling but her face devoid of any real smile. Bryan suddenly recalled something Christopher had mentioned earlier—did Wayne have a bit of a crush on Scarlett? "Um... Scarlett, maybe Wayne doesn't want to divorce you because he likes you?" he asked cautiously. Scarlett's expression froze for a few seconds. "Impossible. He only despises and humiliates me." She added, "Even if he did have a tiny bit of affection for me, I wouldn't accept it. I only have hatred for him. Because of him and Belinda that I lost my child. They are both my enemies."

Leandro raised his eyebrows and clicked on the over sixty thousand comments. Just as Charlotte prayed that he wouldn't read out the comments, she heard the man's deep voice whisper in her ear, "Picture 5, Mrs. Romero and Mr. Romero about to engage in something unspeakable in the next second, right?" This was the top comment with 880,000 likes. Leandro finished reading and suddenly looked at her, "What is the Unmentionable?" Charlotte's face immediately turned red. Was this a question she could answer? "Hmm?"

I was too angry to talk to anyone at that point of time and just prayed to God to make me disappear from this selfish world. The anger that was bottling up inside me from yesterday’s evening left me thinking if something was left in my life or if everything had just faded away. It's already been a week since I broke up with my boyfriend. He started to frame me for things I never did. A PERFECT PSYCOPATH. What I find the most interesting is how much people prefer rumors above the bond they share with someone and the same happened to me. 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

"I don't hate you." Her voice was so calm, she barely recognized it herself. "Graham, I used to love you. So even when you didn't love me back, I still chose to stay by your side. That was my choice. I never blamed you. But a person's love has its limits. Loving you was exhausting and painful. So I've chosen to stop." She had taken back what she once gave freely. The love she poured into him had settled to dust. If she had been able to love, then she would also be able to let go.

A month's worth of suffering and grievance surged within me. I stood up and said with red-rimmed eyes, "It's been over a month. I'm surprised you noticed I wasn't home. Why didn't you pick up the phone when I called you? You've ignored me for an entire month. Did you even care if I lived or died?" "Or maybe," I shouted, my voice shaking, "you were hoping I'd just disappear so you could be with your secretary! You've already flaunted him on social media. What's next? Are you going to announce I'm dead so you can be with another man?"