Why Are You So Obsessed With Rejecting Affection Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Why don't you let me go? I already rejected him and if you let me go, I will make sure that he doesn't hurt you and that you two end up together. What do you say?" Silence. Then, quieter: “Maybe I’ll wait long enough for him to realize I’ve always been there. Maybe once he knows you’re gone...” I felt cold all over. “You don’t get to decide how love works. You don’t get to punish me for his choices.” Aiden turned away, shoulders trembling. “I didn’t want it to be this way, brother. I just wanted to matter. Just once.” My voice softened, though my body ached. “You do matter, Aiden. But this? This isn't love, Aiden. It’s obsession. And it’s going to destroy you.”

''If he thinks he is just fooling around, he needs to get the facts clear,"I thought. "I Don't think this is possible. I already have a mate. Even though I am rejected, I can't still ignore the bond till he marks someone else. And even if he marks someone else, I don't think I can still accept your proposal. My wolf doesn't feel the same way with you. And even if my mate decides not to mark someone else and keep me instead, I will still reject him as well. After his continuous rejections, I don't think I can have a future with him anymore," I said clearly wishing him to forget whatever was going on his head for me. After saying all these I tried to leave again. But he chuckled a bit. Within

"I don’t want anyone showing up here unannounced, got it?" Laura clenched her jaw, trying to stay composed despite the irritation bubbling inside her. His argument felt as unreasonable as ever—but she held herself back, like she always did. "Doesn’t this ever get old for you?" she asked, her tone turning cold. "You’ve resented my parents for years, and even now—after everything—we’re still stuck in the same cycle. Can’t you just let it go?" She fixed her gaze on him, hoping for a flicker of understanding, a hint of change. To her, Daniel’s love felt incomplete—how could it be whole if he despised the people who raised her?

He didn't know what she had been doing to him these days but he could see that he was loosing control. That was the last thing he wanted. He was supposed to be in control while she begged and pleaded with him. He had been the one to propose this offer in the first place, so everything about it should be his call. He was still consumed in his thoughts when he felt cold air rush against his skin. He looked down to see that his shirt was no longer on him and his pants were now at his ankle and Leila was working on drawing down his boxers. He heaved a huge sigh. He was getting addicted to her. He needed to fight this addiction before it took over his power over her and make him lost to her. Perh

“If you're absolutely right, I'm a committed man, I shouldn't be doing this, don't worry about money, you don't owe me anything, feel at home” Andy runs out of there, he felt ashamed, he was violating all his values, he was against anything that disrespected a relationship, a marriage, or any belief, he was very correct. But Camille aroused all kinds of bad thoughts in him, and when he became obsessed with something, there was nothing to get it out of his head, and that was what he was feeling for Camille, an obsession.

"that's the problem. I already rejected you why can't I be happy? Why do I keep thinking of you while I'm madly in love with Tammy? Why do I always have the urge to be with you and protect you when I already find someone to live for? Why can't I just avoid you more matter how hard I try? Why the f*ci can't I let you go? He asked in a growl and adjusted his seat on the bed still holding me firm. "I bursted into a loud annoying laughter immediately and I saw him raised a brow at me. "that's the problem. You rejected me when I don't do anything wrong to you I didn't cheat and I didn't betray you yet you rejected me at first sight. Without even giving me even a little chance,without getting to

He doesn’t want me here, yet he will pay my bill because it’s his duty. Because it will look wrong if he doesn’t. Because the image is important. Because it is easier to throw money at a problem than to face it. This is not care. This is an obligation. Bare minimum dressed like kindness. It hits me again. Hard. Sharp like someone pressed a blade into my chest. He didn’t come. Not even to check. Not even for one second. He sent his beta instead. Why does rejection from someone who never loved me still burn like this?

It felt like so much more. I’d felt her everywhere even though we were barely touching. And fuck it, I wanted more. I was slowly becoming addicted to her. To her taste. To her looks. To her everything. It was so bad that a very tiny part of me was starting to believe what they were saying about the rejection and mate curse. That if you were in the wrong and to caused you to separate fro your mate. You become madly obsessed with them and will do anything to have them back in your life.

This is not how my dream scenario went. Growing up with parents who refused to accept me, I found comfort in knowing that one day I’d find my soulmate and at least he would accept me as I am, but instead, I get an attempted rejection. I guess I should thank Zarseti for finding a way to stop him from doing so because if you ask me, he’s being childish. You know what? Not just childish, but selfish. What about my feelings? What was that crap about me being happier once he’s gone? Why the fuck would I be happier being rejected by my perfect person? Why are all the drop-dead gorgeous guys, jerks? Is it hardcoded into their DNA or something? And yet people think being gay is a choice. Who would c

My hand curls into a fist at my side as his words echo in my head, sharp and merciless. “Even if you’re my mate, I’d never accept you,” he says. The memory sends a wave of cold through me, so intense my knees feel weak. Why would he not want me? The question claws at me, relentless. I tried distracting myself, burying the thought under daily routines and pretending that I can date Alex, who’s actually interested in me and of the same age, but it only grew louder. Why is he rejecting me? Is it because he thinks I am not strong enough? Because I do not match his idea of power? Of beauty?