Cinta Yang Terbelah Novels & Stories

It was a fragile journey towards redemption, one step at a time. Selena's relentless pursuit of forgiveness and Ryan's willingness to entertain the possibility offered a flicker of hope. As they tentatively reconnected, both committed to addressing their past mistakes and working toward healing. Fate had brought them together once more, and only time would tell if their love could withstand the scars of betrayal.

Sambit niya dahilan ng pagkakatigil ko. "I love you, but what can I do? The one that I love is belong to someone else. I saw you have a boyfriend so I gave up. I tried to be nice and be your friend atleast ...." he said and stroked my cheek. "Then what..." he said and looked around my face. "You two had broke up and suddenly I saw hope. I tried to be noticed but you wouldn't see me. I waited but there's no progress, I waited again but you still couldn't love me back, you even push me away so I couldn't do anything but to gave up..." His eyes stared at my lips and caressed it.

His voice was deep, and it resonated with power and authority, making me feel insignificant. I cowered in heat and bowed my head in a submissive manner. “A lone wolf, my Alpha. A lone wolf who was sent out of her previous pack. A lone wolf who seeks shelter in your pack and promises to serve you to her last breath.” I said, my voice trembling against my wish. “A lone wolf who was sent out of her pack? You do seem injured and weak. Why were you sent out of your pack?” Fenrir asked his face on me. I trembled under his gaze. “My alpha wanted me as a mate, but I know I deserve better.”

Now, in this cosmic reunion, they were granted the gift of eternal togetherness—a union that defied the limitations of mortal existence. Guided by their boundless love and wisdom, Isabella and Luca surrendered themselves to the cosmic flow of their reunion. They allowed the energies of the universe to merge their essence, entwining their souls in a symphony of unity and love. They celebrated the journey that had led them to this moment, cherishing the experiences that had shaped their souls and brought them back to one another.

That woman is too angry about what happened yesterday, she thought frantically. "Okay, I'm going home, honey," Leo unconsciously said goodbye as they had done before. "And never call me honey or sweetheart again!" with that last warning, Celine closed the living room door. It's all over, thought Celine. Separation is the right way to go when a commitment is broken. An apology is not enough to patch the gaping wounds caused by the pain of betrayal. * * *

she corrected, slapping the table. I stared at her, unable to contain my laughter any longer. “I’m serious, Samira!” She smacked the table again, her frustration evident. She was dead serious. “I had hoped that during this journey, you might fall for one of them, especially Vin. He genuinely cares about you and is always worried you might get hurt,” she said, squeezing my hand. “I want you to give love another shot.” I quickly pulled my hand away from her grasp. “Love was never on the table.”

They were together all the time in the past month, except when they were at work. The media had caught pictures of them entering and leaving their home more than once. They were even given the nickname of 'Siamese Husband and Wife' by the media from how glued at the hip they were. Sadie had experienced true love with Blake. She used to think she had felt true love for Chad, but she realized it was not truly love after she got with Blake. Sadie was smiling when she walked out of the elevator. However, before she could reach her parking space, someone struck her behind the head with a club.

My daughter, Lily, was hit and dragged for two whole miles by a drunk driver. I rushed her blood-drenched body into the emergency room. While the doctors saved her, I collapsed onto the floor in the hallway. With the last ounce of strength left in my body, I sent a text to my husband, Howard. [Lily is in critical condition. Get to the hospital now!] A few seconds later, my phone chimed with a reply. [Stay safe. I’ll be over as soon as I wrap things up here.]

Raisa shook her head when she realized that she had thought something nonsense. "What's wrong with you? Dizzy?" Bela asked closing her cellphone, turning to Raisa who looked unusual. "Uh, not really," he argued, "what's wrong with you, your face really bored," he transferred. Kinta replied in front of their table. "Usually broke up." "Thank God if I break up, I don't have to see that crocodile," said Arifah, a smile spreading across Bela's lips. "Yes-yes, you guys are right if I still give the land crocodile a chance. But what can I do? My heart still hasn't moved on." Bela bent her face. 'From him not him.'

"Because I loved him first, I allowed myself to be tortured." "Now your love is still with him?" Citra is silent. The expression on her face was thoughtful. "If you still love him, why are you still playing with my heart?" "I'm not playing you." objected Citra. "If you don't love him anymore, why won't you marry me?" Citra is silent again. See? She couldn't answer it. Indeed she still loves her ex, who often tortures her until Citra's psychological was damaged. "It's not that easy, Ishan."