Books About Sad Love Novels & Stories

I agreed and again felt this boundless sadness. I'm here without you, it crossed my mind. Yes, I started talking to him in my mind, which was pretty insane. It just kind of helped me get over the pain of his departure. Love was something incredibly complicated, something unpredictable that could bring sorrow or tremendous happiness. Unfortunately, I had been betting on the wrong men so far. Will that ever change?

Brad pleaded and tears formed in her eyes. "I can't, I'm so weak, heartbroken, bittered and so sad. This is just too much for me to bear, Brad. Why us? Why our friends? Why Drake of all people? He was so kind, sweet, loving, jovial, caring, hard-working, and the list goes on. He was too good to have left the world so soon. Why would anyone take such a cool-headed guy away from the Earth without even letting him enjoy the fruit of his labour, why Brad?" Nicole sobs and Brad was at the brim of tears as he watches his girlfriend weep.

"I don't have a choice. It's for the best trust me. It's going to make our life easier after his. Trust me. It might hurt for now but it was bound to happen." "Brett don't say it. I love you." I said, endless tears streaming down my face. He can't do this to me. It's going to kill me and I don't know if I'll even find a purpose to fix myself back if he breaks up with me. "You love me. That's the problem. That's the reason we need to do it now. We need to clear this mess. We need to end this." I broke into sobs and wiped my face. I couldn't take it. My throat was hurting so bad and I was choking. I was feeling immense pain and I don't know if I'm going to survive this. I'm not sure if it's go

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.

Apart from silence and those lifeless eyes, she couldn't see any emotion in him at all. At this moment, the autopsy report in her hand felt unusually heavy. Aiden was a person she loved and hated at the same time. Her love for him was true, and her hatred for him was also true. Six years of torment, the indifference towards her and her father, the despair before death, the pages and pages of text in the autopsy report, and the battered body... "This is... this is Isabella's autopsy report." Isabella bit her lip as she spoke, but she stopped halfway.

Wilma asked with concern. “When a shadow walker leaves his body too soon, he can only stay on the earth plane for a certain amount of time before he can’t return to the shadow world. Should that happen, I’d be stuck in a type of limbo. If I’m not able to go back to the shadow world to regenerate, I am unable to reenter my body.” His look was a look of despair as she added, “Martin speaks truth when he says I don’t know how to interact with a woman. I’m a soldier. I’ve never cared enough about a woman to want to be with her. I have no idea how to treat her; what to say or not say. Anytime I’ve seen a girl I’ve been attracted to, Martin went after her and there was no contest. He won her

I covered my mouth trying not to sob louder. “I have to.” “No you don’t.” “Yes I do.” “You’re the best thing that has happened to me in years,” he admitted brokenly. “I finally found love again because of you.” My heart completely shattered. “I love you, Isabella.” Fresh tears rushed down my face instantly. Because hearing those words only made leaving harder. More impossible. “I can’t lose you too.” The vulnerability in his voice destroyed every bit of strength I had left. Sebastian pulled me tightly against his chest while holding me like he was terrified I would disappear.

The grief, thick and palpable, clung to the walls like an indelible mark, a testament to the profound impact of a love that had transcended the boundaries of time and circumstance. In Larry's heart, the weight of grief mingled with the intensity of the love he had harbored for Sophia. Their love story, once a vibrant tapestry of shared moments, now draped over his soul like a heavy shroud. The memories, like fragments of a bittersweet melody, played on in the recesses of his mind, a haunting symphony that accompanied the quiet moments of reflection. The days unfolded as a procession of muted colors, each one carrying the weight of an absence that seemed to stretch into eternity. Larry grappl

the professor's trembling voice shouted as she tried to stop the man from getting closer. I became even more puzzled then. I looked at them with a bewildered expression, wondering what was happening between them, and why the professor acted like he saw a ghost – no, let me rephrase that – a dead person. Meanwhile, the man acted like he missed the professor so much and loved him deeply. I unconsciously furrowed my brows and messed up my hair out of frustration. Frustration for the both of them. I never thought that I would be frustrated in the middle of the two of them! And I never thought I would be even more frustrated after hearing the words spoken by the handsome man, "I'm sorry love, I d

Natty shook her head while smiling. “ What if it’s sad? It doesn’t harm to cry out of love. Our hearts are being tormented by the loss of our loved ones, it’s only natural that we cry because it hurts so much. I even cried for a few days, even though I knew she had betrayed me and didn’t deserve my tears. Then you, be more tormented than me because your love is right it just looks wrong.” Said Drak.