Unreciprocated Love Novels & Stories

Jonathan had wounded my heart and left it bleeding, but not once did he ever show that he loved me. In the end, we drifted apart. It wasn't until now that I realized he wasn't worth the heartache. We had only just stepped into the hospital room when a little girl bounded up to us and threw herself into Jonathan's arms. "Daddy Jonny, you finally came back!" Everyone in the room froze at the way Amanda addressed Jonathan. My breath hitched as I glanced at Jonathan. He looked like he was about to say something but stopped himself. He met my gaze stonily but didn't correct Amanda's way of addressing him.

You sacrificed a whole lot" my voice cracked in my ears. "You sacrificed me, you sacrifice Connor, yourself, for a love that wouldn't do same for you"

Her words struck like whips, sharp and relentless. "You knew I loved you, and you used that. You pushed me into a secret marriage and hid me away like I was something shameful, all while I was just a cover for you and Nina. How are you going to make things right now? After we were married, you couldn't even stand to touch me. Every time I reached for you, you pulled away like I was repulsive. Was that your idea of love? "At the auction, you left me for Nina. You—who never drank—suddenly couldn't stop throwing them back, just to shield her. You didn't even notice me standing there, watching. And you call that love?

he repeated, whispering, the words both mantra and lament, the acknowledgment of a truth he could not escape. Adrian understood now that love without consent is hollow. That power without trust is fragile. That influence without freedom is meaningless. And for the first time, he experienced grief in its purest form-not for himself, but for the life he could never reclaim with her, the love he had never truly given, and the person she had become beyond his reach.

Raw and irrational and almost adolescent in its bitterness. He looked at Luca with open contempt. Then at Damon. And said the cruelest thing he could think of: “When he leaves you, you’ll deserve it.” Silence. Rain. Blood. Damon’s hand steadied. Completely. Because there it was. The thing Matteo had never understood and never would. Love was not leverage. Not a transaction. Not a cage. Not a debt. It was choice. Messy. Risky. Human. And the reason Matteo would always lose was because he couldn’t comprehend being chosen freely.

Not that I can't love you, Dennise but I'm just afraid to lose you again like Athena. "That's my girl!" I smiled teasingly. "Shut up, Gabby! Do you really think that I might fall for you?" Dennise smirked. "No way!" Away from the past, could they possibly fall in love without hesitation? Or another heartbreaking relationship? Is their real romance behind the unrequited love? ******** "What?! Are you out of your mind Kuya Gab? It’s a big no!" She said loudly, enough to hear her point. "I still love my freakin' life and valued my career, so I’m out of your plan dude!“

Shaw asks and I hear a tip of frustration on his voice. “It is not that easy, young man.” She talks with a small smile on her face. "Our mates are the other half of our soul, we only find them when we need to learn or teach something. Love, it's an exchange, it's a two-way street, you can't just receive love without giving anything in return." "Reciprocity." Dora comments softly. I said, "Exactly." The witch looks at her with compassion. "I understand you felt sorry for the girl, but believe me, she almost killed all our coven to know where her soulmate is." She says. "And it ain't a good thing that I put her in that dark, lonely place."

“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

“ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

Don't worry, I'll still come by one day to take a look at your foot* K *is ok* Ko More didn't come back from him, Keyla was surprised, he usually poured his heart out to her. But maybe it had hit him as much as she had. She wondered if she should write back or just let it be. she wrote to him *Kojiro I'm really sorry if I just hurt you like that. It wasn't my intention, but I have Genzo. I love him and I don't know what's wrong with me right now. * keys