Unrequited Romance Novels & Stories

“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

“If you don’t fight for your love, you will cry all your life.” Charlotte’s smile faded as she whispered to herself, “Unrequited love seems to run in my blood and fate.” Her voice trembled slightly as she thought of her parents, still suffering from the fire of unrequited love. She was not blessed with the love that Anne and Nicholas shared, but she was unlucky like Sabrina and Nathaniel.

"It will. You have to let him go in your heart. He does not belong to you. If you do not let him go, you will keep on hurting yourself more and more. Take a look at I and your brother's failed marriage. That is an example of the damaging effects of unrequited love. I loved Lucas and I was willing to make our marraige work but he wasn't. I am not saying Ian would treat you the way Lucas did with me though. Ian would definitely accord you with respect and honour if you end up marrying him but he will never love you. You will ache for his love but he will not give it to you because his heart lies with another. If you truly love Ian, you will stop all these sly games you are doing to win him and

She’d wanted Lowell to love her more than his addictions. And Andrey … He couldn’t love anything, could he? So, she’d settled for making him need her instead. And she’d thought he valued her for that, if nothing else. Was that what she’d wanted, in his office that day that seemed so long ago now? Had some part of her believed she would fling her resignation at him, still smarting from the printed email she’d found, and he would leap to his feet and declare his love for her? Of course, he hadn’t. No one ever had, and Andrey wouldn’t know how, even if he did feel the things she did. Her entire life was a great and complicated monument to deeply pathetic, sadly epic, and wholly unrequited love.

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

“I want you as my wife, not because you are saving me but because you are important to me, everything to me, actually. I will forever be grateful for this, Sandy and I hope I become the perfect husband to you and father to any child we have in the future.” I wanted to kiss him so badly at that moment. He was making me feel a rush of emotions and I could not kiss him so deep to express just how I felt. I hated this feeling of unrequited love I had for him. I hated it so much when I needed him to love me back. “Thank you, Sandy.” I smiled. “I will always be here for you.” Before I knew it, he was closing the space between us and leaning over my face. My heart stopped beating for a second and w

I say to him. " You are here. I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow. Did something go wrong?" He completely ignored my greeting. I sighed and sat on the seat next to him. Unlike Julian, this guy is cold and doesn't easily express his emotions. He is so closed off that it's hard to read him or know what he is thinking. Simply unpredictable. I suppose that Is why he doesn't mind me sleeping with another man. Still, love is strange, so there is nothing strange about loving a guy who is cold and indifferent. " Well, things didn't go as well as I thought they would. Julian is getting married, so things are going to have to change," I said, but he didn't look surprised. It's as if he knew things w

He’d tell her the mural was nearly finished, he’d laugh nervously, he’d ask her to come see it. And maybe she would. Maybe she’d walk into his chaotic studio and let herself belong to something unplanned, just once. But as quickly as the fantasy bloomed, she smothered it. She couldn’t. She wouldn’t. Because unrequited love wasn’t just about someone not loving you back. Sometimes, it was about loving someone but refusing to let yourself fall. Sophia rolled onto her back again, blinking against the burning in her eyes. “Get it together,” she whispered to the dark.

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.

"Just so you know; I still have the chance." Rovi nods. "If you still have the chance, why do you demand to make some distance? Losing your confidence?" "I won't let you have her!" "Then, I won't let you take her away from me." "I'll do my best to make her fall for me again because I like her." "Oh, I see... Well, I'll just do my best effortlessly to make her remember our love because I love her unlike you who just like her. If you see the difference then you must move and let her go because you don't deserve her, not deserving enough."