Unrequited Love Historical Romance Novels & Stories

His fingers toyed with the lingerie, reminding me of our supposedly unforgettable past. Still, if we were to look at the situation carefully, wouldn't it be Dominic who was jealous? Wasn't he the one clutching at the past, even deliberately traveling to Northbrook? I folded my arms but secretly brushed my foot against Maxwell's calf. A powerful desire for revenge suddenly surged within me. With his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and striking long legs, Maxwell possessed a dangerous, almost predatory beauty in his eyes. That made me question—what could possibly make him less than Dominic?

"One-Sided Love was also called Unrequited Love. Per se that someone you had been liking since you are a child or someone that has been bugging into your mind every day and you can't help the butterflies in your stomach to go wild, that's when you knew that it was an unrequited love. When you confessed and that person didn't even have the same feeling as you, uh, it hurts," Justin held his chest as the students laughed out loud at his joke. He also joined them as he scribbled down something on the blackboard and underlined it.

Her need seemed to worsen knowing he was in the house with her, and all she needed to do to get to him now was knock on his bedroom door. Unrequited love was exhausting. Yes, Stefan liked her. He wanted her body. He was a good father to their daughter, but he didn't love her. It would have been easier if she didn't love him either. Maybe if she didn't it'd be easier to marry him just for Juliana's sake. But unfortunately, she did love him, and she wanted him to love her back. She was waking up every morning with her body aching and her soul empty. But she wasn't sure Emily would want to hear about all that.

Their tender exchange unfurled within the halls of the mansion, a poignant depiction of unanticipated love intertwined with the echoes of unspoken truth and unwavering companionship. As they navigated the complex terrain of their rekindled love, Jace and Marvis delved deeper into the labyrinth of their emotions. "Marvis, the resonance of our unyielding love has surpassed the echoes of our tumultuous past. It's a testament to the healing power of unspoken truths," Jace affirmed, his voice buoyed by unyielding hope. Marvis, her eyes reflecting the depth of their shared love, echoed his sentiments with an unwavering affirmation. "Jace, our unyielding love signifies the triumph of healing and un

The couch across the room was empty, but the blanket that had been thrown over it looked used, like he’d been there for a while. For some reason, that annoyed me. I sat up slowly, rubbing my temples, and that’s when another memory flickered. Elian’s face, right before he left. The look in his eyes when I kissed him. Shock. Anger. Betrayal. I’d replayed that moment a dozen times in my head already. Every time, I thought maybe it would make more sense. It never did. I don’t even know why I did it. It wasn’t planned. I just… wanted to know and one thing I didn't regret was that I did it.

Since then he had sworn never to fall in love again, and he generally hated all girls, as his heart gradually became cold and icy. But today when he had laid his eyes on Rachael, that feeling of warmth and affection buried deep down found their way out making him shiver, he had tried to suppress it but to no avail, the only option he had was to ignore her and treat her as a passer-by in his life.

my dad said, I could feel his rage from here and I don't like that feeling so I just hung up. "Is it family again?" Amber asked sighing knowing the response "well I’m" I said trying to forget what happened a few minutes ago. I wore a knitted bear sweater, baggy jeans, and white sneakers. "Hey, studying the romance book by Arosh Tanjil, It’s good isn’t” a familiar voice said behind me, as I turned around I saw…Mattheo…I don’t know why I was expecting Xander. “You’ve read it before?” I asked as he nodded and my eyes widened a little “didn’t know boys read romance books” I murmured before continuing to read the book “hey I just wanted to say sorry for what happened on Sunday, I just don’t know

Refine what Janet had already taught Olivia “No, no word yet. I pray to hear something soon. After Olivia’s little fiasco yesterday it is more evident than ever that she needs to go. She needs a woman’s touch. Expand her education. “ Olivias was named after Alexander’s sister Brielle and Janet’s mother Olivia. Brielle married her husband Sir Nicolas Beaumont and moved to France. He a traveling merchant that she meet in Edinburg. It had been 4 years since he had seen her. They wrote to each other quite often. It had been a month and half since he wrote the letter. He hoped her response would come soon. As the day went on letter were actually delivered and there was one from his his sister.

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.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that