Castigado Por Su Amor Novels & Stories

I said. Before Thalia could speak, Blanca stepped forward, “I loved you, Diego. I never cheated on you. When we got married, my world revolved around you. The sun rose and set with you. I never betrayed you. You were supposed to be my happily ever after. You became my nightmare. Everything you did to OUR daughter was because of some sick delusion in your head. Instead of talking to me, you made your own daughter suffer. I hate you. You killed any love I had for you. You tortured me and called me a traitor. You broke my bones. You had me water boarded, and you even ordered me to be raped. You are a monster. When you die, no one will remember you and think of you with love. They will only reme

You don’t even know if it’s real. Adrian let out a quiet, humorless chuckle. “Real?” he repeated softly. His gaze drifted across the empty field, but he wasn’t really seeing it anymore. “Ever since I was a child, that’s all I ever heard the pack whisper about.” His jaw tightened slightly. “They called me the cursed Alpha…the one cursed for love.” He exhaled slowly. “So tell me, Ragnar… what more do I need to know?” Ragnar stayed silent this time, understanding too well the burden Adrian had carried since he was a child.

“And I must be punished for it.” “Living with the memory of hurting me is enough punishment. But, foolish me doesn’t want you to hurt too much, because within me, in the deep, deep parts of my soul, I never stopped loving you.” She watched as his lips formed a smile that mixed sorrow and happiness, and she realised that he did not lie. Their bond was never broken. “To me, Kailin, you will always be my wonderful mate. For so long, I have lied to myself, telling myself that I did not have feelings for you anymore. But, look at me, I was fighting a battle I would have never won.” The tears building in her eyes amused her, she gave a breezy chuckle. “My feelings for you never left, Kailin. They

He knew he couldn't keep her locked away forever. However, the pain of her past betrayal and the heartbreak she had caused weighed heavily on Liam, fueling a deep-seated hatred that flashed in his eyes. He couldn't simply forget how she had hurt him, nor could he ignore the anger that simmered within him at the very mention of her name. As the water cascaded down his body, Liam wrestled with his turbulent emotions, caught between the undeniable pull of his desire and the bitterness of betrayal. His inner conflict raged on, as he struggled to find solace beneath the chilling stream of water.

She wanted to lash out but restrained herself, choosing to keep her composure despite the unjust accusations. “So, is it any wonder her own father despises her? Our father was utterly heartbroken by this pathetic harlot’s disgraceful actions. He couldn’t believe someone like her came from his bloodline!” Giselle gloated, satisfied with the disapproving murmurs from the onlookers. “Why are you still standing here, Athena? Aren’t you ashamed of your past?” Athena took a deep breath, her flushed face now wearing a calm smile. “No matter my past, you were a part of it. You’re the one who stole my lover back then, and you’re the one who caused my sister’s suffering that led to her death.”

Antonio thought this was the best revenge against Soren—being hated by the woman he loved. However, he still did not want Soren to have it easy. Antonio ordered his men to place items left behind by William and Isabella next to Soren's ashes. "It's not enough for all of you to face judgment in hell. You have to torture each other in hell and redeem yourselves with the old Don Rossi!" Loving someone meant sharing their hatred. Sophie finally understood that love was not about asking the other person to let go of their hatred. It was to share the burden of their hatred.

Some snarled still, others bowed their heads in thought. “I know this breaks everything you were taught to believe. I know this makes you angry. If you must punish me, then punish me. If you must strip me of my title, then strip me. I am ready to bear the consequences. But hear me: loving him does not make me weak. It does not make me a traitor. And it does not mean I will abandon you. I will never abandon you.”

“I used to love her so much. She was my entire world. She was the mother I loved more than anything... and in the end, she was the one who betrayed me.” She wept silently, the depth of her pain known only to herself. And so was the hatred that came with it.

He was a man who had survived, but he had not lived. Their eyes met across the room, a chasm of pain, of betrayal, of an unyielding, unforgiving love. The shock, a physical blow, stole the air from Amara’s lungs. The history, a brutal, beautiful, and devastating reality, washed over her like a tidal wave. The pain, a cold, constant knot in her stomach, was a constant reminder of her love. The unresolved passion, a fire that had been extinguished by betrayal and grief, was now a full-blown inferno.

His bleeding knuckles had tightened ferociously. “People like us are not allowed to love because love is weakness, and a weakness is a curse for us,” she uttered, making him trail his bloodshed eyes in her direction. “Love is a curse for us, Zace,” her words burnt his soul ruthlessly. Love was a curse. Indeed, it turned out to be the most painful curse of his life, because he had started considering the most wrong person as his life's right person. He started believing that person to be his better half, whose existence had ripped him apart.