Unrequited Love Romance Novels & Stories

He couldn't possibly tell his daughter that they got married while he was in a coma. In his heart, he was very upset about what kind of movie a child of Joen's age had watched. His eyes flashed back to Nayla's face who was repeatedly hurt by him, but the pain in his heart deepened because of an endless regret. “But, sweetheart... Papa and Mama's relationship is not as you imagined. Sometimes, love is unrequited.” Little Joen looked at his father in confusion, but he listened attentively. “You mean... Mama doesn't love papa?”

“Diane…” “Please, Nicholas, just return to your perfect life and your perfect girlfriend.” “I broke up with her.” Diane stared at him. “Why?” He held her hand tenderly. “Because it’s you I love.” “Wow. So, I’m supposed to swoon and blush and go all giddy because you just told me you love me. Nice try, Nicholas.” “I’m serious,” he stated quietly. “I really love you Diane. I love you.” Diane looked at him in silence.

He was born with a weak body. My parents had solely brought me into the world to utilize my umbilical cord blood for his sake. Contemplating this, I cast my eyes downward in silence. "Emmett, why are you so shameless? How does it feel to be my substitute?" He sneered with a malevolent grin. Perhaps he had been pampered excessively. His illness did not leave him pallid. Instead, his eyes gleamed with vitality. "I am Zoey's true love. Do you know why we didn't end up together back then?"

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.

He gave a small nod, his eyes softening. I moved on to the second story, my tone carrying a sense of sorrow. "The second story—unrequited love is painful, giving so much yet receiving nothing in return." Gently, I pulled him closer. "Neil, if you ever feel anything for me, don’t hesitate to say it. I will spend my whole life responding to you, and I’ll never let you face this alone." He embraced me in return, nodding again, his grip steady.

“Don’t be afraid, Julia. I’m here.” I cried and asked Henry to leave, but Grant clicked his tongue in annoyance. He covered my mouth and whispered, “He’s already crippled. Julia, I was the first one to fall for you. Why aren’t you giving me a chance? Why did you fall in love with a pauper like him? What does he have that I don’t?” Grant had always been the center of attention growing up. This was why he couldn’t accept that the girl he liked loved someone inferior to him in every aspect.

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

"I still love him. After all this time, after everything... I still love him, and he will never love me back." "Unrequited love is not a weakness," I say. "It is proof that you can feel more than most people ever will." Rhea laughs softly. "That is one way to look at it." She looks at me sideways. "Have you ever been in love with someone who barely knew you existed?" My heart skips. I want to laugh at the irony. She would never know, would she? "Yes," I say, voice flat. "I have." She studies me, like she wants to say something more, but then she just shakes her head and turns her gaze to the forest. For a moment, neither of us says anything.

"But... I don't think it will be possible. Even at his lowest point, with me by his side, I still can't erase Sabrina's existence from Andrei's heart." As Reina gazed into the distance, her once bright and lively eyes began to well up with tears. The weight of unrequited love pressed heavily on her heart as she came to the painful realization that she could never replace Sabrina in the depths of Andrei's soul. Despite her best efforts to win his affection, Andrei's heart remained bound to the memories of his lost love, Sabrina. ‌

"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.