Can't Escape My Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

They think distance makes me weaker. I look up at the dark road ahead, rain still falling, heart locked on one truth I can’t escape. They took the woman I love. And I will tear the world apart to get her back.

This is the fiftieth reminder. Want to be one but I can’t… To love you but I can’t… Kiss your heart but I can’t… You want a psycho but I ain’t one… God, I hate this song so much, I could vomit. ‘I’m going to end the call now, Joy.’ I turned back to the blue sky. ‘I’ll text you after I’ve checked in my luggage, okay?’ She said bye and hung up. Earn you a lover…. But I can’t….

I can’t escape. Pulling my legs up, I hide myself, crying. Why does the world hate me so much it takes everyone I love away? Staying here, I just stare at that spot, the last memory of Marcus in my mind, his goodbye, him telling me he loved me. I can’t move, I can’t say goodbye, not to Marcus, I can’t do it. I don’t think I can move. If I take my eyes off that spot, I will lose him forever. The blood is on my hands. I should have saved him.

I will never tie you down, cuz I know you wanna be free, so free. Say you'll let me come around, say you wanna be with me.🎶 People were moved by her voice that majority were crying 🎶Let me try to love you, I know I could. One night to hold you just ain't no good. All I wanna do, is make sweet love to you. Now you wanna leave me. What am I supposed to do?🎶 🎶Can't you hang past to? That was 12 o'clock at night.

he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. Desperate to break free, I used my elbow to hit him hard, feeling a rush of adrenaline as he stumbled back slightly. It was my chance to escape, and I took it, darting toward the door. But just as I thought I was free, he caught my hand once more, his grip firm and unyielding. "Why do you keep trying to run away from me? Do you not love me anymore?"

“It’s not love.” His eyes darkened.“You don’t get to decide that.” I struggled again.“Let me go.” “No.” “I don’t love you.” I say. “You will.” he replied. “I never will.” His hand tightened suddenly. Pain shot through my neck. “I can make you,” he said softly. Fear swallowed me completely now. This was no longer anger. This was madness. ‘I need to escape,’ my mind screamed, but my body felt weak and trapped. He leaned closer.“You think you can leave me after everything?” he whispered.

I pouted and he blushed. Akshadh's POV I switched on the radio and started the car. I played my favourite song. You came inside me, still living inside me. Don't leave me, my love I want your love only I loved only you, this is the truth Still why this romance? To tell my love in your ears at least once I need you Will my lovely kisses reach you? Or will our war of love continue? Why these tears which you shed in your eyes I don't want weights on me, look at me

I should be angry and throwing a tantrum, but I am surprised and still come and not angry, just a bit disappointed, though. 'Am sorry I didn't tell. I knew you would disagree. You are so proud, but I want you to be okay. Somewhere I can see you every day and know you are really fine. Steph, you know that I care about you so much that you are always on my mind. Life without you is becoming hard for me. I wish you could just give me a chance to be there for you. To love and cherish you. Please say yes to me. Be my girlfriend.'

"Kieran, I don’t hate you anymore. If hate is still a form of caring, then I did hate you. But now, I feel nothing but a profound disconnect from you." I gestured towards the direction of Los Angeles, which was gradually receding outside the window. "My husband is waiting for me. Lucian loves me, respects me, and has never caused me any pain. That is the future I want." "No! I won’t allow you to marry him!" Kieran grabbed my hand, trying to force the ring onto my finger. Fearing my resistance, he even cautiously cast the shadow domain again. By the time I reacted, the ring was already on my ring finger.

"Please… Luca...he's not doing well. He's hurt. Please come. And Dora… Dora needs you." I held the phone tighter. "Fiona, I'm not falling for this again. I'm done." "No...please," she said, her voice breaking. "I'm sorry for everything I did. I swear, this time I'm not lying." For the first time, I heard her cry. Eason walked in, saw my face. "You okay?" I looked at him and whispered, "I don't know." But I booked the next flight back to the Moretti estate.