Corazon Destruido Novels & Stories

Cassandra was sitting next to it with swollen eye. Feeling weak, I tried to calm down and finally approached her. Slowly, she drifted her eyes on me. Her tears immediately flowed as soon as our eyes met, I quickly hugged her and let her cry and cry around me. "M-my father .. please bring him back to me .." she said emotionally. My tears run down spontaneously and I hugged her even tighter. This is all I can do to accompany her. I almost consider Cassandra a sister and I know she is the same to me. I also became close to his parents so it also hurt me to accept that Tito is gone.

She rasps as she shoves her hand into his chest and wraps it around his heart. Her eyes meet his, as his begin to dim, his shouting nonexistent. “This is for everyone.” She whispers, as she pulls his heart from his chest and squeezes it in her hand. Her head falls and I shift back rushing to her side as tears fall down her cheeks. I watch as the light leaves his eyes, the misty gaze taking them over. I let out a relieved breath as I squeeze Cora against me. Comforting her, while her world shatters. Footsteps grab my attention and I look up at my three mates, their eyes full of sorrow, but blood coating their clothes.

And what I hear, breaks my heart. The girl who is working the counter, her name is Carmen, which I now know is the ex girlfriend of Jace. Is tell her friend, Skyler, that her and Jace have worked everything out and that he finally dropped the “uptight American girl”. I feel a single tear slide down my cheek as I turn and walk out of the café, I’ve never felt more humiliated about anything in my life. As soon as I’m far enough away from the café I let the tears really fall, because he never actually loved me and he must have just wanted to cross “American girl” off a list of things he wanted to accomplish.

I was about to turn to face Sharon when she sighed, "Julie, can you see your people? Can you see what they're doing for you, how they're happily arranging the stage you'll be welcomed in. After all this, you want to destroy everything they have worked so hard for, and for what?" "For Donald! Alright, for him. For my mate who deceived me and made me feel like he loved me. For the person who took away everything I had and left me empty handed. The person who I gave my love, and he got married to another woman instead. Sharon, that man has done so much to me and I don't want him to have anymore happiness."

Frances said. "Sure thing!" She got down and waved at him. He waved back and drove off. Frances spent the rest of the night looking into the holographic watch, but instead of seeing just planets dancing she watched the kiss she shared with Alban. She could smile over it, but she restrained herself from doing so. She thought she couldn't just fall so easily like that, but there was nothing she could do about it -- she was gradually falling for him and she couldn't hold it any longer. She hadn't felt that way for a guy before since her eighteen-year stay on this side of the world. She felt he was really a nice guy, and she hoped things turned out well between them both.

You smiled at me when you came to know we were mates, a beautiful crescent moon smile that I'll trade anything in the world to see' Vance stopped swaying and looked into Purple's eyes, who was looking back into his brown ones with silent tears rolling down her eyes, the Alpha gently wiped those tears from the Girl's delicate cheeks before he continued, "My stupidness kept us far. Still, we slowly came closer; nobody could separate us. Even if they did, we always found a way to be with each other. I was stupid not to realise I loved you since day one. The day you want, my rejection was the hardest day of my life. Throughout the entire day, there was only one person stuck in my mind, you. I me

“This is the beginning, Deli. Every person you love, one by one, will vanish… until you understand what it feels like to lose everything. That’s the order I was given. To make you live through the same hell.” Deli’s swollen lips bled as she bit down hard to stop herself from crying, because she knew that was what Venessa wanted to see. “Mom…” she whispered, her voice breaking, tears now mixing with the blood on her face. “I’m so sorry.” Elena shook her head furiously, crying harder. “Deli, don’t say that! Don’t…” “Shut her up!” Venessa snapped, and one of the men pressed the gun harder to Elena’s head, silencing her instantly.

That which I dreaded was happening. The Alpha raised his fist and fired a powerful punch to my belly, hitting me so hard that I stumbled far away, crashing my skull on the cemented floor in such a way that I felt it crack as thick, dark blood gushed from my mouth and nose, also sizzling from the cut which formed on the part of my head that I had struck, causing my brain to go blank. As I cried bitterly, the pain hazed my mind and caused a blurry vision that made it impossible to see around me; I couldn't tell where I was anymore, and every voice sounded distant and fading as I entered what was implied to be a blackout.

"Don't be sad… I'll find you a better man than him." I turned to look at my brother's pale face. He almost died while trying to save me. "I'm not sad at all, Anthony." I smiled coldly. "I'm done crying. All that's left inside me is hate." I pressed a button on my wheelchair and turned to leave the ward. The soft-hearted Annie was dead. All that was left alive was the Principessa of the Corleone family of Segona. … The underground water prison was a place where the sun never shone. The air inside was filled with a rotting stench.

"I'll make sure you recover, Serena. I promise you'll be you again." Had he finally realized my love for him hadn't recovered? But honestly, I didn't mind either. I just felt nothing toward Jude and Oliver, and I could still be easily moved by others or cry at a TV show. If I did recover, my subconscious told me it would hurt terribly. I didn't want that kind of pain. "No need. I'm fine with this." "No way. You loved me so much, so you can't just stop loving me." "But the experiment hurt a lot. It felt like my brain was being churned in a washing machine over and over. Every nerve was in pain, and I don't want to go through that again."