What If I Never Love Again Novels & Stories

She is too frightened in my presence, I want to lower those terrors, not to eradicate them but to lower them so that she can at least relax in my presence. I won't allow those apprehensions to be obliterated because if that happened, she may fall for me and I know I can't love her back. ‘I will never love her or let her love me. To accomplish that, I'll do whatever I can, even if I have to break her... I am sorry but I have to.’ I will never fall in love. It will be better for us if we abide by the contract, without involving love. After losing everyone, I don't have enough strength in me to fall in love with anyone again.

Katherine clung to me tightly, tears streaming down her face as she shook her head. "No, Grayson, I won't break up with you. I can't be without you!" I let out a bitter laugh. "You should be happy. No one will bother you anymore. You'll finally be free." Her tears flowed endlessly as she pleaded. "No, I was wrong, Grayson. Please, let's not break up. I won't ever accuse you of controlling me again. I won't contact Leslie anymore. Just give me one more chance, I'm begging you!"

Ethan stepped closer, his voice breaking as he whispered the words that had haunted him for years. “Even if you never love me again, I will spend my life loving you.”

I said, waving both my hands in the air. He got up from his chair and stepped closer to me, and I immediately remembered the mood he set in the bath last night. I gulped and stood in my place, licking my lips. “Never again? Why? Are you not going to love again?” He asked in a low, deep voice. His voice was too faint to be heard, but too strong to echo in the hollowness of my body. There was just inches between us. “Yes! I will never love again. No one…”

Scar bursts out in tears, hitting him and clawing him and kicking him everywhere she could, “I will never forgive you! Ever! I was blind to have fallen for you, but now I know better! If you want a piece of advice, here is one: never love someone who doesn’t love you. And I, don’t, love, you! Never again!”

“Sadly, yes. He never loved you. He did all that just so you could fall in love with him.” “What a dick.” A sudden energy rushed through me. Is this rage? I wish I had never met him. I wish he had suffered forever. Oh my god, I'm such a fool. Never again, I won't ever be a fool for a man again, ever.

“Fvck, shit, fvck, shit.” How could I have forgotten that shoot this afternoon? The fucking shoot that has the potential to make me a Victoria’s Secret Angel. This is the shoot that could change my goddamn freaking life and I’m hungover. Fantastic. This is why I resolved three months ago to never accept Sean’s offer of wine. Ignore the fact I’ve failed on numerous occasions. Last night, I should have remembered this. This is important. World-tilting important. Fuck that. Universe-shaking important!

She tried, she tried her best for almost 5 years, wasting her youth to the man who didn’t love her back and give the love back to her, she changed her style, she changed her personality, she changed her likings, she changed almost everything to herself, but still, in the end, there was no result but the only result she least wanted was the end, she became the shadow of her twin, almost also using herself as a stand-in, she laughed in madness almost every day because of being happy even though, her husband just doted on her and pampered her to the core because of her twin, who was abroad because of choosing to pursue her dream while she stayed to take care of her parents that instead of being

Then I tangled my leg with his so he wouldn’t have a reason to stand up or try to escape from me. Then, I said the words I never thought I would say to him again, “I love you too, Derrick, but we need to do this.” His eyeballs were big as he stared at me, “You love me?” It was as if he had only heard that part, and he wasn’t interested in any other part. “Do you really love me, Naomi?” I stared at his shiny eyes and almost hit him. “I’ve always loved you, fool. I loved you during our marriage, and even when we were divorced I still loved you.”

Or when I received the heat from Carlos. I still missed that warmth. Even today, I couldn't accept that I had fallen in love with the wrong person. It was a terrible conspiracy. It was pathetic, and I didn't know what to do about it. If possible, I would like to go back 9 years ago. I definitely wouldn't have gone to the piano lesson. So I wouldn't have met Andre. And everything that happened after, would not have happened. However, everything had already happened and there was no going back.