Against The Loveless World: A Novel Novels & Stories

"No, you look. We both lied. We both had our own compulsion. I never wanted to be a part of this world. Always longing for a normal and regular life. Blood, wailing, crying, all this suffocates me. I met you running around looking for some peace. You were the nest of my peace. But today I don't know why my nest of peace has become the cause of my suffocation again ... Exclude those things ..." Ryan halted, got up and turned around, rubbed his nose, sniffling loudly. Then again added looking at the extremely beautiful artwork on the grey walls," I had to hide everything in an effort to keep myself away from all this. Ever since I was born, I have been associated with this world with the title

NOTE: This book is a sequel to my first book name 'Love and lies' but you guys can read this book as a stand-alone book as well because I planned to add all the main points of the first book in this one so you won't have to read the previous part all you guys have to do is to wait patiently until I reveal them one by one as per the plot requirements. Thanks. °^°^°^° Elie "Elina, My Sweetheart, where are you hiding?" Hearing his velvet voice made me drop into a pool of sweat as I gulped my saliva in fear.

--- A Love Unbreakable They had faced countless trials, each one designed to tear them apart. They had fought against the world, against their enemies, against the very forces that sought to destroy them. But through it all, their bond had only grown stronger. It wasn’t a love built on tenderness or gentle promises. It was a love forged in conflict, in obsession, in pain—and it was unshakable. Now, in the final moments of their journey, as they stood at the apex of their power, they shared a quiet understanding between them. The war was over. The blood had been spilled. The empire was theirs, and no one could take it from them.

Every inch of him was a testament to survival, to a love that had refused to flatline when the world went dark. Outside, the obsidian peak stood silent under the stars, no longer vibrating with the static of a global grid or the frantic energy of a planetary reset. The Silver Moon was at peace, the humans were silent in their distant cities, and the mountain was finally breathing on its own. But inside our chambers, a different kind of storm was brewing, one of heat, silver light, and a love that had survived the end of the world.

Rania still closed her eyes, not wanting to see the king of Alaric until the end of the one-sided love stopped. King Alaric got up and put his clothes back on without looking at Rania, who turned her back to the king without another word. Rania didn't even cry. King Alaric turned to see if even Rania's back had a lot of red spots. The room was very dark because the candlelight had gone out due to melting, but the eyes of king Alaric were very sharp. He could see in the darkness having the blood of a dragon; as a hunter, he could see anything in the dark.

But it didn’t. I swallowed everything back. It isn't Lucas’ fault, I reminded myself. It isn't his fault that the Italian mob has been worshiping a fraud. A half-Russian fraud. The very thing they hate. It wasn't his fault that his father loved his mother so much he hid everything and treated Lucas like his own. It isn't his fault that I had a crappy father who hadn't thought of faking everything and instead he boasted to everybody that he broke the rules because he was in love! As if love could save him from the consequences. Turns out, I was his last resort.

GINEVRA Our eyes held flames that could burn the whole world down as our nakedness battled against each other. It was a battle of lust, love, hate, obsession, and indecisiveness. The feeling of his bare skin against mine, his vulnerability against mine, his love against mine, his hesitancy against mine, and his lust against mine, was all the tension needed to light a fire that could never burn out even in a million years. "Are you sure? If you're not—” I cut him off by slamming my lips against his. I nibbled at his bottom lip and he moaned, fingers digging into my ass as he ground against me while making sure to keep his weight off my stomach.

But no one imagined that the young prince will fall in love with me, a human girl. My life had always consisted of being an aid to the injured. And that is exactly how I met him. I never knew the man I took in to aid was the prince of the enemy world. I never knew I will fall in love with him. He claimed me as his destined soul mate. It was a forbidden love paired up by the Zylian God. Now I have to do whatever it takes to protect our love.

I was alone in the dark hospital room, and I didn't have to be a psychic to know Jonathan was keeping Charlotte and Amanda company. The young nurse who came in to switch out the IV bags couldn't help reminding me, "Miss, you can't afford to get injured anymore. You've just had an abortion, and another fall like this could hurt you more than you think." I nodded and thanked her as I wiped the tears from my face. My heart tightened painfully before turning numb. I would no longer hold out hope that Jonathan might turn around. I was so used to justifying his decisions and actions in the past, but now, I decided to accept reality in stride.

Nadia vanished; allies paid. Home: Stripped, showered, wounds tended. We made love slow—kisses healing, bodies reaffirming life. His hands everywhere, mouth worshipping. I came whispering his name, him mine. Dawn: Coffee on balcony, city alive. No more running. We won.