Unwritten And Intentional Love History Novels & Stories

"...Love is odd. It can fill us up and it can leave us empty. Yet, we find ourselves unable to live without it and doing things to secure love in our lives. The man that fears the loss of love may resort to hasty, desperate acts to insure that he is not forgotten. And the woman who finds herself confused by love and frightened by the prospect of loosing her independence may seek understanding through unconventional ways... "...You cannot remake your spouse and force him/her to love you, as much as you may want to. You do not deserve their love; you can only unite with it through patience, kindness, faithfulness and deliverance of your own patient, kind and faithful love. Every person i

With space for repair. With the understanding that love did not need urgency to be real. It needed intention. And that, they had in abundance.

Anger building in him. "Five years ago. The night before our date, she walked into my room and dropped the news of my marriage to Julian. It wasn't a suggestion Ethan. She was stating my duty, my destiny." Talia drew in a sniff and smiled sadly. "I had never loved any man like I loved you Ethan. And she'd found out about us."

I’m afraid that saying them out loud would break the only connection we have left. ​I guess this is what they call it. This is the quiet, heavy reality of UNSPOKEN LOVE.

A bond that strengthened through trials and tribulations. A love that laughed at impossibilities. Uthando's laughter echoed, a promise of a brighter tomorrow. Their illicit love story became a legend. A testament to love's transformative power. A reminder that true love conquers all. *Love is love, even if it is illicit Like light remains light, even in the darkness* - - - THE END “Dear beloved readers,

“That bitch always has the best men at her feet. You deceived me, you said I would be the reason for your sighs, however, the mistress is my cousin, the damned Samay.” “It's obvious I lied. Do you think a person falls in love in minutes? Love is not a spur-of-the-moment emotion or a baseless illusion. Love is a selfless feeling that is cultivated over time. It is reciprocal and unselfish. Sam and I fell in love gradually, although there was already a strong attraction between us. At first, we were united by intrigue, the closeness of having shared intimately because of the situation in which we found ourselves. But as time went by and the more we got to know each other, we learned to treat e

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Raw and irrational and almost adolescent in its bitterness. He looked at Luca with open contempt. Then at Damon. And said the cruelest thing he could think of: “When he leaves you, you’ll deserve it.” Silence. Rain. Blood. Damon’s hand steadied. Completely. Because there it was. The thing Matteo had never understood and never would. Love was not leverage. Not a transaction. Not a cage. Not a debt. It was choice. Messy. Risky. Human. And the reason Matteo would always lose was because he couldn’t comprehend being chosen freely.

Alden's mouth open widely as he said, "Is this why you love me?" Dennis nodded his head positively. "Alright! That's enough", Alden said as he desperately wished to dig himself a hole and bury himself inside it. His hands shook as he restrained himself from throwing his hands on right at Dennis's face. Looking at Alden's pouty lips and cute frowns. Dennis sighed that caught Alden's attention as they moved towards and then sat inside Dennis's car. Dennis took Alden's hand and said again, "To be honest, I am not sure when or why my heart started to long for you but I never believed that love needed a reason. Sometimes the memories we make and the time we spend together are enough".

The words within were fragments of a lost history, a testament to the struggles and triumphs of those who had come before us. As we delved into the journal's secrets, we uncovered a tale of star-crossed lovers who had defied the odds and fought against adversity to be together. Their story echoed our own, serving as a reminder that the challenges we faced were not unique, but rather a part of the grand tapestry of love and destiny. In that hidden chamber, surrounded by the whispers of the past, we discovered a profound connection to our shared history. It instilled in us a renewed sense of purpose, as we realized that our love was not only a union of two souls but also a continuation of a le