Love-Triangle นิยาย & เรื่องราว

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

Hazel held his heavy gaze, completely paralyzed by the raw, unapologetic boundaries he was setting. The rules were incredibly harsh. But as she stood there in the dark, a strange, profound sense of relief washed over her. Love? She was terrified of love. Love had completely destroyed her. She had loved Liam with every single fiber of her being for five years, and all it had given her was a broken life and a hollow, aching chest. She never wanted to feel that kind of vulnerability ever again. She didn't want romance. She wanted exactly what he was offering—a dark, transactional escape.

She had feelings for David, but they didn’t match what she felt for Jeffrey. So many nights, when making love to David, she imagined she was with Jeffrey. It was what made her enjoy it to the extent she did. Once she came to terms with what she’d done, she allowed herself to remember their love making. She savored every moment of it. When David did something that reminded her of Jeffrey, she let herself believe is was Jeffrey doing it. When she shouted the words, “I love you” while in the throes of passion, she was shouting them to Jeffrey, not David. She knew deep down that she cared for David, but she didn’t love him. Not like she loved Jeffrey. The love she had for Jeffrey was a mys

"What did you say?" "Have I ever lie to you? Instead of me to lie to you I will rather keep quiet. You should know me well by now" Danielle turn off the TV and turn to Bibiana "Bee I love him, I will rather try and lose than regret it for the rest of my life" "Danielle you are not in love with him. You are obsessed with him because he said No"

This Love To forget the pain she is feeling when she caught her boyfriend cheating with her half-sister, Lumiere went to the club to get drunk and find herself. There, she met Rage Forger, a snobbish but handsome man. At first she thought she wouldn't get his attention however when she drunk danced on the dance floor, suddenly someone hugged her back she immediately felt his warm body and fragrant smell.

Samantha said blankly. "Samantha, now that I think about it, it drives me crazy to think that I fell for her stupid trick. She used her trick to get me Into bed with her. You have to believe me, Samantha. My feelings for you will never go away. I love you Samantha, I hope you know that" Kay said, attempting to stand from his seat.

The echoes of Hera's anguished cries lingered in her ears, a reminder of the tangled web of emotions she had unwittingly become entangled in. The love triangle had taken a devastating turn, and Lisa couldn't shake the overwhelming sense of guilt that washed over her. She vowed to stay away, to remove herself from the turmoil that threatened to consume them all.

She observed that the logo of Tinder's Corp featured bold, black lettering against a white background with a blue outline and an abstract symbol of a building. She would have gotten a closer look at it if it wasn’t 10 feet above her height. Ella joined her a few minutes later, and they both walked in, almost at the elevator. “OMG!” Ella exclaimed and paused. “What happened?” Sarah concerned. “I forgot to tell you something.” She recalled. Just as she was about to talk, Dan passed through the entrance door. Sarah froze, and Ella traced Sarah’s eyes to Dan. “Is he walking towards us?” Sarah asked Ella.

Thane shouted while pointing his finger at her face. Elisia frowned. He said misery. What does he mean by that? She thought inwardly. "Do not point your fingers at me! I'm not obsessed with Adrian! I'm in love with him, and he loves me! Maybe the reason you wanted to die is that no one loves you! Oh! I get it now; you don't have a mate! You never felt the love of a woman, and you will never feel it because you're a hairy, arrogant jerk!" Thane suddenly grabbed her arms, holding them tightly. She could feel the pain as his arms gradually tightened his grip. And as his nails slowly grew, their sharp end pierced her flesh.

I exhaled shakily. Lorenzo stepped beside me. “You okay?” “No.” He reached for me, but Alessandro was already there, placing his hand possessively at the small of my back. Mine. Mine. Mine. It was in his touch. In his eyes. In the storm he was ready to unleash on anyone who threatened what he claimed. And yet… When Lorenzo’s hand brushed mine for a second barely touching it still sparked. Still burned. And I knew… This wasn’t just a love triangle. This was a triangle of destruction. And we were all headed straight for the fire.