Unrequited Love Novels Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, across the city, Alex was painting like a man possessed. Canvas after canvas, his studio filled with echoes of Sophia: her profile, her stance, the way her eyes cut through silence like blades. Sometimes the paintings were sharp, almost cruel, capturing her walls. Other times they softened, tender, almost reverent, as if he were painting the version of her she refused to show. He didn’t sell them. Couldn’t. They weren’t for the world. They were his confession. And yet—he knew she would never accept it. Unrequited love was a peculiar kind of torment. It demanded everything and gave nothing back. It was hunger without food, thirst without water. It was Alex’s every heartbeat, every

"You know... You should tell that lovely model assistant of yours to go out with you sometime..." "What?!" I spluttered, self righteously. "Dona, I'm not... It's not like that!" "Then what is it like?" She smiled gently at me. "I think I know the face of a man in love and dying in silence from the pain of unrequited love. Makes for a beautiful story, don't you think. The big strong powerful man, wanted by everyone but he only has eyes on the lovely maiden who wouldn't see him as anything but the big strong powerful man, wanted by everyone but loved by none."

When she fell in love, she was not yet seventeen years old. She was very innocent and did not understand the evils of the world. She saw things with a rosy look... At that time, he was a widower suffering from the departure of his wife and left a baby who was only days old.. Then she fell in love with this child. She became attached to him a lot, to be followed by his father's love.. and she married him despite her mother's opposition at that time because he was much older than her and to bear the responsibility of a child that was not insignificant.. and how right her mother was. Only a few months passed and she discovered the nature of his work.. he is Fabio Giovanni, the head of the Itali

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?

Lydia exclaimed not wanting to believe as she was shocked. "Why are you shocked, I thought you said you didn't love him when you broke up with him some years ago, so it's natural for someone else to like him as you didn't like him," he teased his daughter. Lydia's face turned red from embarrassment, she had felt shocked when her father had told her that Alex and Rachel were lovers, she still had some faint feelings for Alex so she was shocked, although she could not describe the feelings she had towards him, she felt it was love, during the last four years, she realized how greatly she had missed him, cause after their graduation, she and James had separated going their different ways, even

Nothing. I move on to the next day. The page is a little burnt on the sides. I try not to imagine what must have happened to the hand that held that diary. 2 July 2010 ‘I don’t know whether my love is shallow or unfounded since we have never talked. But unrequited, untold love is the purest form of love. There is no pretence in that.’

But, I stayed strong and buried my feelings for him away. Well, most of them. I still get blindly jealous when Allison even looks at Luke or speaks of him. I write down all my feelings in my notebook then set it back down on the side table that sits beside the hammock. I pick up a thick romance book then begin to read for the rest of the day, eventually falling asleep and spending the night in the garden. In the morning... I hear birds sing and a jolt of pain shoots up my back. This hammock really isn't that comfortable.

Yvonne was baffled by her own feelings: she had fallen for a much older man despite her status and countless options. Men were falling head over heels to be with her, but Zach had captured her heart like no other. For the first time, she had experienced the pain of rejection. When not around him, her mind was filled with thoughts of him. If she did not keep herself busy, he became all she could focus on. She had hoped she could move on.

Ha. After Burberry, we decided to go to a less luxurious place and went to H&M, and oh boy~ we were Dora the Explorer. We ended up leaving with 16 bags, luckily the car wasn't that far so the boys went to the car and someone just started talking about crushes and I got to know a lot of them were the ones I shipped 'I should be cupid' I thought to myself. Throughout the whole trip I could see that Mattheo was kinda flirting with me and to be honest it was kind of cute not going to lie. He was a nice, cute, and smart dude that was all I wanted not a smokin' hot badass player criminal bitch.

Lia said "Jake is really nice, I wish Christian treat me like that." "Christian again.. Jake is not Christian and Christian is not Jake." Lia said "I know." "He hurt me like multiple times but he still the one who keep my heart." I sighed "I don't know why you love him so much, he doesn't even treat you right." Lia said and she got the point "I know, I even ask myself." I said "Weird, it's like heaven already match you two but you first who fall in love." She said