Cinta Tak Terbalas Novels & Stories

Panting, Clayton said, "Tell me, what should I do so I could obtain another chance. Baby, I know you still love me." With teary eyes, she looked at Clayton. "Yes, it's true. I still love you but I can't accept you anymore. Charlotte and you…" Emerald trailed off as she couldn’t say the words. "Emerald, listen to me. I didn't touch her. Nothing happened between me and Charlotte. I hadn't kissed her let alone taken her to bed."

This is not love, this is madness. He’s obsessed and stupid to think this would make anyone much more me to fall in love with him. He’s treating me as a prisoner, locking me up in his room so I wouldn’t be able to escape. I have tried a couple of times to use the balcony but it was a failed attempt, nothing works and he seems to have a camera in this room somewhere. Any movement I make alerts him and he’s up running to the room to know what I’m doing or what I intend to do. Seeing him makes me want to poke my fingers in his eyes and not stop until he can’t see.

The glass cup fell to the ground with a sharp, shattering sound. Benjamin, his eyes red and wide with desperation, hurriedly picked up the document. He didn't even notice when the shards of glass ended up cutting into his fingers. "I was wrong. I really can't live without you… Why? How could I do something like that? I clearly love Selena the most," he cried. As if finally breaking down, he crouched on the floor and sobbed uncontrollably. Maybe he was remembering the beginning of our relationship. New lovers often sought to repeatedly reaffirm their importance in each other's hearts, and I would also deliberately do things he didn't like to test his tolerance for me.

“You’ve been my strength all these years. Finding true love cannot be guaranteed. Unrequited love is indispensable. True love cannot be defined, but when it happens, it flows effortlessly with no need of stressing or forcing yourself to get attention from the other party.” “So sweetheart. Pursue your dreams and wait for the right one to come. But if it don’t eventually come. Then know it wasn’t meant to be. I only hope you don’t end up bitter like me.” At the word ‘bitter’, she released her from the hug and spoke into her eyes. “I know you’ll find your better half soon. I’m sure you would.” “Thanks mum.” They hugged once more briefly and afterwards washed the dishes before departing to their

She was a pawn in a game that she had only just begun to comprehend, and the key I had given her was both a promise and a perilous gamble. Bella had rushed into the unknown, driven by a longing for freedom that had clouded her judgment. She didn't yet realize that freedom, in my world, came at a steep price. The car key I had bestowed upon her was not just a means of escape; it was a symbol of her newfound role in my intricate game. She had unwittingly become a player in a high-stakes match, where every move had consequences, and the lines between ally and adversary were ever-shifting.

His strength, once a source of admiration in the arena, became a silent rebellion against the rules that bound him. Callista, accustomed to the privileges of royalty, found herself entangled in a love that transcended the boundaries set by her birthright. Her heart, a rebellious entity in its own right, recognized the authenticity of Maximus's love, unfettered by titles and distinctions. Yet, with every stolen moment they shared, the weight of their disparate worlds bore down on them.

"Ishq ne tere Hume tabah kar diya Kuch is kadar toda ki Fanaa kar diya Na Jeene ki khwaish hai baki Na hai marne ki Tamanna Ye dil phir bhi mange tera sath Janke bhi bane anjan ki mumkin Nahi jo ye mangti hai Tera sath koi jannat nahi Nahi mai koi Farishta Par agar tera sath Mile to Jahannum ko bhi jannat man lu. Par takleef bas yahi hai tujhe mera sath Qubool nahi aur Mujhe tere bagair kuch Qubool nahi. (your love destroyed me, It broke me like that I died Nor I have left any desire to live Nor I wish to die This heart wants your togetherness Despite knowing it is impossible what ever it is asking for it pretends to be oblivious Your togetherness is not heaven Nor I am an angel

Calisto offered a fond smile and tilted her head. “And then you fell in love.” Calisto shrugged playfully as she gazed at Elsabet. “You couldn’t have helped it. And why not, for that matter?” “But it’s with the most impossible man!” She slammed her fist to her thigh in frustration. “I know.” Calisto said, softening her voice. She was faintly surprised that Elsabet didn’t bother arguing the point. Sensing that saying anything further would just fuel the aggravation Elsabet tried to assimilate against Bast. Calisto would be no part of that.

The Story Begins… There was a time in the past when werewolves and witches had interceptions among each other in the same land. However, a mutual hatred had emerged from a different angle of the world as to who was the greatest. This caused a huge unsettlement yet it was not so in San Antonio, they interrelated but they did not interbreed, as it was seen as an abomination. Queen Lorelai held a candle in his hand and walked to her secret room while chanting some words. When she got there, she lightened up a mini fire which she fueled with a chicken's intestine.

They were trying to appeal to her emotions and get her to soften up so that she might go easy on Yara. She said, "Save your breath and go back and tell Yara that I'm not falling for it." She then tossed the flowers and greeting card into the trash can in front of Terrence.