Corazon Destruido นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

" Corazon is constantly questioning Joaquin, trying to knock some sense out of Joaquin. Corazon couldn't believe someone like Joaquin would be interested in Ella. She was trying to figure out what made her so appealing despite her low social standing and appearance. "She's more than outer beauty and all your money could ever buy. Ella is priceless." Joaquin said it with confidence. "You're a lunatic!" Corazon exclaimed. She gets easily annoyed when someone contradicts her. "With all due respect, Mrs. Madrigal, this is my life and I will do whatever I desire with it," Joaquin said sarcastically with a half smile on his face. "What would your parents say if they discovered you were dating a wh

Each chart she had ever created. Each door she has ever unlocked. Each time she picked us of the darkness. Radiant gold bursts forth from her wounds from her soul from, within her. It rages inside the cathedral within the heart throughout the city itself. The heart breaks. Not with violence. With love. A golden explosion that consumes each string, all debts and every falsehood the city has ever uttered. The cathedral disintegrates. The bonds break apart. The crown disintegrates. We are back in the restaurant.

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.

Aria's POV Marcus convulsed in the crystal prison, our memories of love burning through him like holy fire through shadow. Each genuine moment of connection—every laugh with Luna, every touch from Kieran, every protective embrace from Dimitri—scorched away another layer of entropy's corruption. "It hurts," he gasped. "Love actually hurts when you understand what you've destroyed." Through our shared consciousness, we felt his agony. Not physical pain but something worse—the absolute comprehension of every moment he'd corrupted, every connection he'd severed, every chance at real love he'd twisted into manipulation.

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."

His eyes were centered on Frances, and it made Clarissa look at the both of them almost simultaneously. He placed his hands on the counter. "I felt you were pissed off by what happened earlier." "A sec please, you know him?" Clarissa asked. "Oh Rissa." Frances rubbed her forehead in frustration. "I can't believe you came back just for this." She said to him. "I just felt I did something wrong there," he said. "I see that everyday," Frances said. "Don't bother about it." "But you'd cease to see that after I've given you this!" He took out a digital watch from his pocket and placed it on the counter. "My Dream-Cold watch. You'd come earlier than expected." He winked.

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.