Amor Doloroso Novels & Stories

“I’m his obsession, Brett. There is no real love. In real love, people do not hurt each other.” “He hurt you?” I asked, rubbing her arm. It took a while before she answered. “Yes.” I drew a deep breath inside. I tightened my hold on her and tried to relieve her of the pain he caused to her. The fucker had the nerve to mess with two girls with no regrets at all. “When?” I said, pulling her to face me. She remained quiet for a moment and I didn’t press her further. She just roamed her eyes downwards and pulled her arm up. She put it in front of me. I saw a scar on the back of her palm.

Selena gulped “It's not just the sex...it's everything about you...you push me into a raging flame, while you stand in front of me, laughing and clapping your hands at my suffering. Yet it didn't scorch me because it makes you laugh...You are the remedy to my pain, and if so, I don't want to get myself out of this flame...you enslaved me and...hmm...I don't know how to explain...hmm...” he struggled with his words, as his eyes trailed off. Selena cupped his face with both her hands, straightening them to face her

“It seems like you’re drugged.” “Drugged?” Agnes asked, horrified. “How?” “The wine.” “The wine has drugs in it, how? What kind of drug is it?” It took a while before Leon answered, “Hm... Probably because of Dalia. And what kind of drug… something that contains aphrodisiac, I presume.” “Dalia…!” Hearing her name made her heart turn into fury. Not just that, when she heard what kind of drug she put in the drink, her blood boiled even more.

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

curtain, the bass still throbbed, the crowd still danced, and two threads of the same night — one drenched in gin and reckless charm, the other in blood and quiet obsession, moved closer to each other without either side realizing it yet. The crimson lily was still out there. And Elison Floris had just decided he would find it.

Giovanni challenges. "And I will love you so deeply that you will regret causing pain to me." Everly challenges back. "Time will tell who's going to win. Pain Or Love." Giovanni says before storming out of the room leaving Everly all alone.

They were the balance of right and wrong, of good and bad. Of perfect and imperfect. "Oh..." Genevieve sobbed, her tears non-stop. She couldn't stop herself even if she tried. "Oh, Alvaro..." "Shh. Please." Alvaro hushed her cries; it was so painful seeing her cry. And if he could, he'd take her pain away and make it his. He hated seeing her like this, and he hated it even more that he was the reason. "Please..." his voice broke. It was so hard to talk, and his throat suddenly seemed so tight. It hurts so bad. "Por favor no llores, mi amor." [Please don't cry, mi amor.]

The angel of darkness asked Lame. "As you can see I'm enjoying it, and I have everything! why did you care to know?" "Nothing just want to know how it feels to be a king because I will be taking your place soon" The angel of darkness smiled. The head of Rebel bring Rosita in and pushed her on the floor. While Lame tells Angel of darkness to take Rosita and leave now! Rosita has turned scarlet and the red dots have covered her neck. Angel of darkness sees that Rosita has contracted the disease, and he ask maybe Rosita can walk? she said yes and the angel of darkness help her get up while they both left the palace. Lame tells her armies that it's time to go.

I whispered, and he let out a heart-wrenching sob and shook his head. “You know just how much I love you, Tesoro mio. Please don’t leave me. Please. I’m so sorry I didn’t see the gun. I’m so sorry, mi amor. Please don’t…” My vision darkened, but before the blackness took me completely, I felt it—Demetrio pressing a desperate kiss against my lips, his breath mingling with mine, his hands trembling against my skin. His love wrapped around me like armor, trying to hold me together as my body failed me.