Cinta Membawa Luka Novels & Stories

Andai saja pindah kelain hati teori kusambut cinta itu dengan sepenuh jiwa. "Maafkan aku, sedari sudah kukatakan, aku gak bisa membalasnya." Zie tak kuasa membocorkan wajah luka di jual. Menolehkan pandangan pada kaca besar yang melampaui gedung-gedung pencakar langit di luar sana. "Gak adakah secuil saja cinta di bisa untukku, Zie?"

Love and pain intertwined within her words, reminding me of the intricacies of the heart. "Love is tough," Corvina continued her voice a soothing reassurance. "It hurts, makes you want to jump off a cliff or murder someone. But once you give your heart to someone, then it's hard to take it back. And on top of that, we have this bond that binds us. So, choose your happiness. Whatever, wherever, and with whomever it might lie with. Just don't regret not doing something you wanted to."

Going inside, I sat beside him and held his hand, they say that mate’s touch boosts in healing. If you don’t love me, then why you took my dagger? Sometimes I wanted to hurt you so badly, not because I want to but to let you know how it feels, but I can't. How can I peel you out of my heart, when it beats for you. “Your hurting me, but I love you and every second you don’t love me back… it hurts,” I whispered and placed my head on his hand. My mind was in haze, and throat clot from all the crying.

“Even if you send it to me again and again, I will do the same. I will tear every damn document into pieces! It may sound selfish, but I will not ever let you go. Not in this lifetime! I love you, Annika. . .“ My heart picked up a familiar pace when I heard those words. Those four words were enough to shake my world. I suddenly felt confused and unsure. This isn't good! Fuck! My heart is messing with me! “Caspian, you have to let me go. Can't you see? This love is ruining us both. It chains us, and yet, it also breaks us apart. Our love has created wounds in our hearts that will take time to heal,“ I uttered. His hand slowly moved to trace my face as if he was memorizing its every detail. Th

Her lips trembled as she brought her back to the present, reminding her that nothing was the same, “Sorry, love… I just…” Selena sighed, drawing her away from the counter, caressing her face, “It’s alright… It happens. I don’t want you to get hurt.” She reached for her hand, rubbing it gently before bringing it to her lips, pressing a soft kiss on the scar, “I don’t… want you to feel pain.” Cassandra smiled slowly, relieved amidst the ache in her heart, “So you were sneakily watching on me, mmh?”

"Christine, I have medicine at home. I can treat this wound at home.You stop crying already because of my injury.I had warned you but you never listen to me.You do not want to accept your feelings so soon.I am not going to force you for it. However, You should keep one thing in mind.You have fallen in love too deeply.You cannot ignore me or my actions.You think that whatever happens to me does not impact your life.You are absolutely wrong.In fact, you would have greater impact than what you have imagined. This is small superficial injury but if something big had happened to me then do you think that you would have remain calm.You are too naive.I am bringing you closer to me because that will

The silence that fell was heavy, filled with unspoken words and emotions too raw to articulate. I lowered myself further, my lips gently touching more of her scars, one by one, inch by inch. I kissed them as if they were not symbols of a tragic past, but instead, keys to a new beginning. Each kiss was a silent vow, a promise of acceptance and unwavering support. To the unbroken skin between the scars, I bestowed gentle kisses, as if to pay homage to the strength that had enabled her to survive. To the scars themselves, my lips delivered a tender message of acceptance, acknowledging the pain they represented while also honoring the resilience they embodied.

Each caress is an attempt to heal the wounds, to rebuild the trust that has been weakened. I hold onto him with all my strength, as if I could merge our hearts and thus heal our broken souls. With each contact, with each gesture of love, I feel the reconnection that was once so solid being revived, but now needs to be restored. This kiss becomes a symbol of our joint struggle, an act of courage and vulnerability. Amidst the pain, I find the strength to forgive and move forward because the love we share is greater than any betrayal. And so, as our tears mingle with the sweet taste of our united lips, we realize that we still love each other. That I still love him. I should walk away, but my h

Her life had become a waking nightmare, a mess that no one knew how to clean up. A sigh of her own frustration escaped her lips. Nothing she was reading was adding any more insight into what was happening and the wound running down between her breasts ached along with her head. Even with the salve Bryn had been bringing, she knew it would take time before it healed, and she could already tell the scar would be a brutal one. One that she would bear, along with the one on her hand and across her heart, forever; A constant reminder of her decisions and her love of a man she couldn’t be with.

The ache of betrayal still lingered within her, and seeing his face alone reopened the wounds she thought had healed. The crack in her heart deepened, and with each passing moment, the weight of the past grew heavier. Selena had yearned for closure, for the pain to subside, but it seemed that fate had other plans. The mere sight of Lucas stirred a tempest of emotions within her, threatening to consume her fragile peace. Tears streamed down Selena's cheeks, silent messengers of the raw emotions she couldn't contain. They traced a path of sorrow and longing, evidence of the remnants of love and heartache that still resided within her.