Cerita Cinta Yang Negatif Novels & Stories

“I’m not friends with Minerva. She just keeps on thinking that we are because she was entitled as SADI’s Princess or whatever.” “Whoa… tsk, tsk.” I looked at her ridiculously. What’s with her reaction? “If you keep being that cold and insensitive, no one will fall in love with you. You will not get a girlfriend,” she mocked me. “Why? Is that all that matters to you? What do you even know about falling in love?” I questioned her before ignoring her. “Falling in love is one of the greatest things in this world. You might think negatively about that when you see a couple fighting. They are fighting because there is no more love revolving in their lives,” she explained.

“Don’t you dare put me in the same category with the rest of those assholes. One day you will realize that what we share between us is special, because there are feelings here, and because we care about each other. But you will have to deal with the fact that you threw it all away because you were too afraid of getting hurt.” He dragged her flush against his body, his expression cold as he modulated his voice just above a whisper. “But just know this, Natalia, you’re sadly mistaken if you think you can walk away from this completely unscathed and return to your old ways. Because the next time you’re with a man you’re going to feel different, empty even because it’s hard to go back to meaning

A bond that strengthened through trials and tribulations. A love that laughed at impossibilities. Uthando's laughter echoed, a promise of a brighter tomorrow. Their illicit love story became a legend. A testament to love's transformative power. A reminder that true love conquers all. *Love is love, even if it is illicit Like light remains light, even in the darkness* - - - THE END “Dear beloved readers,

Anna's heart was in her throat, clinging to a silver of hope that he would say what she longed to hear. "No, just arrange for a nurse to watch her." His cold response was like a bucket of ice water poured over Anna. Then came the sound of footsteps walking away without a hint of hesitation. Anna bit her lip until it bled, the salty taste mingling with bitterness. Tears flowed uncontrollably as her chest heaved. Suddenly, in the quiet darkness, she burst into laughter. "Hahaha!" It was all so ironic, so tragic! Seven years of marriage, Gerald had never shown her a moment of love. All his tenderness belonged to another woman.

Zita assured her. "And what if this time he doesn't? I won't be at peace with myself if I lose him. I know he doesn't love me and married out of pity but my heart has grown attach to him. Every time I see him, its beat increases." Rebecca expressed. "Those are the signs of being in love, Your grace. Even without you telling me all these, I've known you're in love in my master." Zita motivated her. "Zita, I don't what else to think. Each time I try to think positive about it, a negative thought overshadows it. I don't want him lose him." Rebecca said, being distressed about the war.

Her gaze was as cold as ice, and as it swept past Charlotte, it carried an unveiled sense of disdain. "If I didn't come back, who knows what kind of person I'd have to call my sister-in-law…" She scoffed, turning to look at Charlotte. "Right, Charlotte?" Startled by her glare, she staggered backwards, tearing up as she did. "I… I never did anything bad to you, right? Why do you hate me?" Not paying any attention to her dramatic act, Jeanne took out a stack of photos from her bag and threw them at Charlotte. "You've never done anything to me, sure, but I've heard many stories of your glorious exploits overseas."

for Christopher had been exposed. Her so-called "diary of unrequited love" had backfired spectacularly. The entire Internet turned on her. "She knew he was engaged and still went after him? This is infuriating!" "I didn't know it was possible to romanticize being a homewrecker this much." "Confessing to an engaged man and trying to 'gift' him with your first time? What is wrong with this woman?" "If I were the bride, I would've beaten her up too."

He was born with a weak body. My parents had solely brought me into the world to utilize my umbilical cord blood for his sake. Contemplating this, I cast my eyes downward in silence. "Emmett, why are you so shameless? How does it feel to be my substitute?" He sneered with a malevolent grin. Perhaps he had been pampered excessively. His illness did not leave him pallid. Instead, his eyes gleamed with vitality. "I am Zoey's true love. Do you know why we didn't end up together back then?"

Moore knew Nixon had a soft corner in his heart for Charlotte, but neither of them was aware of Beckett's passionate attention. Same was the case with Isabella who had very strong conviction of his love. Both spent very good warm hours in each other company and had no such feeling of separation in future. Both of them had made promises to live together, enjoy together, and face every moment of life together. Love and unwavering faith can bring boundless joy and prosperity. It unites an everlasting bond. However, when love and loyalty are betrayed by malice and deceit, disaster and heartache inevitably follow. Nothing can stop destruction and mishaps in life.

“I was going insane, Xeraphina. Charity never allowed us to do anything but kiss. Ever. Not the whole nine years we dated, or even after we got married. Hell, she wouldn’t let me kiss her the night after we got married. We slept in the same bed just once after we got married, but didn’t cuddle or anything. We decided not to mark each other. She went out looking for her mate and I was with other women to get my mind off of you. It was excruciating knowing who my mate was and that I couldn’t have her. I had to keep myself away from you. Being with other women kept me from being a damn pedophile, Xeraphina.” “It’s too late Cassius. You could have told me the whole truth two weeks ago. There was