Unrequited Love Novels Novels & Stories

She stared into his brown eyes. Unrequited love is the worst. It never quenches your thirst. When you love someone the most, but they treat you like a ghost. You don't exist to them, even if they're your gem. It hurts your heart and tears you apart. Your soul gives a desperate plea, for them to just see, that you're right in front of their eyes. Only once it's too late, they realize. It's like a stab to the chest, leaving you in a state of unrest.

She recalled the day she and Sean were kissing intimately in the bathroom, with James standing even closer to them than she was now to him. Was James’s pain then the same as hers now, unbearable to the point of suffocation? No, his pain must have been even worse. So this was what love felt like. To love someone was to be unable to bear seeing others being close to them or claiming them as their own. But she had hurt James deeply, countless times. Like self-inflicted punishment, she stood motionless in the snow, staring at the darkened window. The next morning, Jessica and James left for the City Hall.

“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

Seeing flowers bloom in spring and then see them fade into nothing during winter. Bryson once told me that every vampire has a mate, who is supposed to accompany them for eternity, to fill the lonely and empty gap in their lives and dead hearts. They are your soul mates, basically your other half. But I don't need a mate. In my opinion, they will only make me weak and pathetic. I don't need anyone! No one!

Losing her was enough for me to know what it feels like to be unloved, to be hurt, to be broken, to be upset, to be angry and to regret every choice I ever made. This love I have is already a losing game, where I am already lost in this game of love and mates.

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Scarlett confidently replied, "Nope, they're fascinating. You'll know if you read them." "I'm not interested." Wayne scoffed. Scarlett pouted, "You just don't appreciate them " "There are many books here, rare editions that I treasure. You're the one who doesn't appreciate them." Wayne was not willing to back down. Neither was Scarlett She'd rather sleep than read those books. She curled up on the sofa and closed her eyes. Wayne, "..." Hadn't she already slept? How could she sleep again? Wayne asked, "Are you a pig?"

"That's true… but it feels too cold to just ignore her. We're roommates, we should care for each other, right?" "Some things need to be processed alone. No one else can ease the pain." "What's even going on? You sound like you know everything." "Isn't it obvious? Can't you see it?" "Huh?" "It's either heartbreak or unrequited love. Those are the only two possibilities," Sienna answered. "Is there a difference?" "Of course. Heartbreak means there was a start and end to the relationship. Unrequited love means it never even started. It was just one-sided feelings on her end. Once she has been clearly rejected, she can't even have a crush on him."

I suspected four of her coworkers, but I didn’t have any evidence to prove they were the perpetrators. That night, after finishing all my work, a feeling of loneliness suddenly came over me again. I didn’t feel like going home. The entire room felt empty. Alice and Mom were on a trip abroad. To be honest, ever since the problems in my marriage started, I have felt that my life is empty. My love for Lisa was unrequited. It felt as if I was the one who kept giving her my love, while she did not give me hers. Maybe this is what they call unrequited love. If I could turn back time, I wouldn’t want to have fallen in love with Lisa. I wish I could meet another woman and start a happy family with h

he declared cupping my face with one hand. He tilted my head slightly upward and kissed me on the lips. I wanted to feel scared or disgusted, but his earlier words left my mind in such disarray that I couldn't decide how I should feel. Was this man truly so unloved that he had to buy someone to pretend to be his lover?