We Are Not Compatible But I Love Him Novels & Stories

He is toxic and bad but he also loves his Meera so much. Thank you Love Pia.

Jeff blew me a kiss and I am not comfortable with that. How could he do that when we aren't lovers?

what's wrong in that. I don't love her... but that doesn't matter I want her with me... I don't want her love , I want her loyalty from inside out. Anyways she is made for me...not for Anay... That night...it was just perfect...we fit in eachother perfectly on every level!!!!

We’re not in love. And we never will be.

He said and I responded with a nod before gazing down at my palm again. "So truly, I'm the reason why the both of you are not together!" He facepalmed himself and bit his lips. "I want you to take note that I didn't fall in love with her, but I fell in love with you, and I don't believe that I can unlove who I already love," he said, causing me to swallow hard. I gave a small nod and ran my hand through my hair before falling back on the bed. "Why's she even in the picture? Why's she not nice to me? Do we have to argue? Can we not be like sisters? Huh?" I almost yelled, but I kept my tone down.

I don't like him a bit and I hate to admit it I miss his kiss. I know it sounds stupid but I love how his lips fit perfectly with mine. Beside his kiss, I hate all things about him. I just despise him.

That's not a good sign. I do love him. I have feelings for him. I know I do. But do I like him? Am I able to offer him what he needs in a partner? No.

the undeniable attraction, and how I had labeled him as just another shitty bastard but found something deeper, something more real in him. “No,” I say after a moment, reaching up to brush my fingers against his cheek. “Not a mistake. An unexpected miracle, maybe. We are both terrible at love - I have been dumped more times than I can count - and you and I together would probably be a disaster, but that’s not what we are, right? We aren’t a romantic couple.” One of his eyebrows rises. “What are we then?” “Friends,” I grin at him. “With…certain benefits.”

We're just comfortable with each other's presence. "Well, you know," sagot ko na. "We are more than friends but less that lovers." "But, do you like him?" Hindi ako sumagot. Hindi ko din alam kung ano ang isasagot ko sa tanong na iyon. I haven't thought that I like him. And its not that I hate him either. I just love the company and how he worries for me. I don't know, but being around him kinda feels comfortable. We banter a lot, but I feel really safe when he's around.

As fucked up as it was, I wanted him to know the truth. I cleared my throat. “It didn’t work out.” I braced for whatever insult he was going to throw at me. “Why not?” His voice was softer, curious. Huh? That was so not what I’d expected. “It just didn’t. We weren’t compatible.” I was too embarrassed to tell him that the dude had refused to suit up. He didn’t say anything, just stepped closer until our chests were nearly touching. “Not compatible, huh?” His eyes flashed with something I couldn’t quite read. “Was he a bottom too?”