Novel & Cerita Angel With Broken Heart

No doubt, he'll have a special place in hell for ruining what use to be a naive heart; for breaking her beyond repairs. "I'm afraid your mama is right. People are toxic and might ruin our little happiness. But then again, everyone deserves a chance. Who knows. We might be lucky to find someone who'd give us greater happiness." "Really? Did you find such happiness, fine mister?" "Oh, I did. I sure did, but I was a fool and I destroyed it with my stupid hands. Ever since then, it's been dark and lonely for me." "I'm sorry," Angel cooed. "If you destroyed it, you can always build it back, right?"

Angel stopped playing her violin and immediately met Gamma's sharp eyes. "What's bothering you? Bach's Chaconne should bring a feeling of adoration, a memory of a beloved wife, its strains can bring us to remember the true love of two human children. But what I hear from your playing now is a sad and painful heartache, completely different from your play yesterday." Gamma stood in front of Angel, glared intently at Angel who was silent, then stretched out his fingers and grabbed Angel's chin who was lowered. "What's bothering you, Angel?" Angel turned her face, removed herself from Gamma's fingers on her chin, "No … it's nothing, I'm sorry, I think I'm just tired."

Love. " Nothing," I cut him off. It's just that…” I take a deep breath and shrug once more, searching for the right words. I feel useless. I have these skills that can help us find out who the products are and who, without a doubt, the specialists need to fear, however…” I groan and put my hands to my face. The main thing my sorcery has served is to really harm Angel , I am heartbroken. Gabriel's arms embrace me in a short time, enveloping me with a solid and consoling hug, one of those that no one but him can give and get the storm inside me to calm down.

Eugene said, resting his head against mine as we watched our happy family. Even though we didn't have a fairytale beginning and had a lot of ups and downs in our progressing relationship, we met each other halfway. We were too scared to light the spark between us, afraid it might break us both in the end. And even though we were both broken, Eugene more than me, we took each other's broken pieces and built each other up again. We were two broken hearts who met each other at the most unexpected time, and we each gave our half to the other to mend the broken parts. We were there for each other, sometimes just lagging a bit behind, but we were there. And if this wasn't what one would call love,

"A safeguard against the strength of their love. If they chose each other above all else, their bond would be unbreakable. But if doubts crept in, the pendant would shatter, symbolizing the fragility of their relationship." I clutched the broken half tighter. "So, the fact that it's broken now..." Morana interrupted, "Means your love is being tested. But it also means there's hope. If you can find the other half and mend it with genuine intent, your bond can still be saved." "But why can't I remember any of this?" I questioned, feeling overwhelmed. "Why does it feel like I'm hearing a fairy tale?" She gave a sad smile. "Because, dear Elain, your memories were sealed."

“You can’t shoulder the blame, so you're just trying to put the fault on someone else. Good thing Nellana isn’t here to see the woman you’ve become.” “You don’t mean that…” I whispered, a single tear falling from my eye. He shrugged. “I'm done talking.” He turned around and hurried upstairs. I fell to the ground as I broke down in tears, my own words echoing in my ears. ‘Even if it’s going to be heartbreaking with Ethan, I’d take all the pain…’ Could I actually do it, because right now I felt like giving up. Bryce had said something right after all. What was the point of all of this if he didn’t love me anymore?

Jordan said, causing everyone to laugh, as Brooklyn went ahead to switch off the lights. Just then, the movie began, and Micheal wrapped his arm on my shoulder as my back rested on his body. Ha. I hope this moment is going to last forever and ever. I never want this peace to end. … Author Tina Nwuba: “And this is it, readers. We have come to the end of, “Don't Break My Heart”. Don't forget to check out my other books. And thanks for all your support”.

"That's never true, Angelika. You'll always remain the most beautiful woman in the land to me. You're flawless." ​Angelika leaned her cheek heavily into his warm palm. ​"Touch me, Bryant, please," Angelika begged, her voice breaking. "You always wrote to me in your secret letters that this is what you wanted, right? I know I'm broken right now, but please just make me forget their filthy hands." ​Bryant stared into her wet eyes. "You need to stop calling yourself broken." Needless to say, he surrendered to her desperate pleading as he finally could not take the distance anymore. Bryant obliged, and they made desperate, emotional love on the hard mattress.

[Victor’s POV] After finishing my second bottle of whiskey, I was drunk. The pain from my severed fingers on my left hand seemed numbed by the alcohol, but the pain in my heart only grew. With a creak, the door was pushed open. I suddenly sat upright. I struggled to my feet and reached out carefully, as if touching a fragile illusion that might shatter at any moment. My voice came out in broken fragments. “Rachel… you’re back…” “Darling, what’s wrong with you?”

“Then who are you marrying? Everyone knows you are madly in love with me. Do you expect them to believe you would choose someone else?” He tilted his head, mockery sharpening his voice. “Besides me, there is only the sixth son. Cassian, the broken-winged one. His wings were shattered in that griffin crash, and he has hidden in the shadow halls ever since. Some say he will never fly again. Some say other things are broken too. What will you do, Elena? Spend your life with an angel who cannot even lift himself into the sky?” The hall laughed again. Just then, Cassian Seraphiel appeared at the entrance in a wheeled chair, pushed by an attendant. His face was pale, and his dark cloak covered the