Cruel Love Book Novels & Stories

And fair is cruel enough to tie me to the woman who destroyed the boy I sought to protect. Fate chose wrong then, I take one slow step backward, not turning my back as I watch her descend into the high the drug gives her. I retreat slowly with a careful and jagged movement of a man walking away from a live grenade. Every muscle in my body screams to take her up in my arms, my hands tremble at the side, my wolf whines. This isn't love, my fate and heart can't make me choose her. “She's the reason he still has nightmares, choking on his own blood.” I mutter under my breath, barely aware I'm speaking out loud.

The mountain was still dying around them, but the heart’s hold had slipped another inch. The black heart throbbed in the crater, smaller now, meaner. You can speak beautifully all you like, it hissed through every future and memory at once. But sooner or later one of you will bleed, and the other will choose control over loss. That is what love becomes when wolves are involved. The cruelty of it was precise. It was no longer trying to seduce us with pleasure. It was trying to curse us with inevitability.

Alessandro ☩══♛══☩ Love’s fucking cruel. People talk about falling in love like it’s some fairytale, like it’s soft, like it catches you but no one ever says what really happens. No one warns you that when you fall, you don’t land—you crash. You hit the ground so fucking hard it shatters you from the inside out. And you don’t even realize it at first, because there she is, looking at you like you’re everything, whispering shit that makes your head spin, pressing her lips to your skin like she owns you.

“Lilith loved me.” The anger surged up suddenly, violent and uncontrollable. “She fucking loved me!” I screamed. I was on my feet before anyone could stop me. I grabbed Adrian and hauled him up off the floor, slamming him back against the wall so hard the impact echoed. A groan tore out of him. “You fucking traitor!” I shouted, rage choking my voice. “I trusted you with my wife.” I slammed him again. “And you fucking seduced her!” I threw him across the room. His body hit the floor hard.

Desperate, she stepped forward and stuck her foot in the crack before the door could close. “Please. You don’t understand. I just traveled half the world to get here. I’m just a mother who loves her daughter very much. Who’s concerned for her. You have a book I need. A very rare book. Please. I have nowhere else to turn.” The woman stared back at her for what felt like forever, then slowly, her expression softened. The woman looked warily both ways herself, then gestured her in. Caitlin quickly hurried in from the pouring rain, and as she did, the woman slammed and locked the door behind her.

, he whispers again while his lips seductively kiss my neck while I stop myself from moaning while my hands get tangled in his hair. I shake my head as I pull the chair away from my desk, closing my laptop. I can’t write anymore today, and this book is starting to drive me insane. Why have I started doing this? Why am I writing about something that I know nothing about? All I know about love is what I read in my smut and romance books. I have never loved anyone, and I have never been loved. But let’s face it, who would love the girl that has to hide behind a fake identity because of who my family is?

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He smirked and crouched down. “That was enough. Now listen to me and listen very carefully,” he clutched her jaw with his ruthless grip and made her face him before adding, “Don’t ever dare to take advantage of a man’s gentle behavior. I was fucking you because we both needed to get rid of thoughts which were unwanted. Just because of some nights, you can’t predict anything, Arabella. I cleared everything on the first night that I always had Alessandra in my mind so your falling in love with me is such a pity!” Tears soaked her face when she heard him. He was the most ruthless and numb person she has ever met. He could not even feel her love which was always so vibrant around him.

I gulped the lump in my throat and my eyes followed his hand which was still bleeding and the man wasn't paying any attention to it. Crazy! He has become not only blind but also deaf in the madness. "I don't know what love is but what has happened to me, I swear I won't be able to live without you." God, if this is love then I would like to say that love should never happen to anyone. If it is really so painful, then I ask why these moths of flame give themselves pleasure in pain like this. Love is really like a burning flame that keeps wandering moths around itself. Get restless and burn in sorrow. I don't know why they let themselves feel this.

The fear of losing her love had incited his killer instinct into taking over. He casted a hateful glance at his hands before punching the wall. He continued to hit the wall until blood spurted from his broken knuckles. How could he hurt her? She had looked past his flaws and loved him despite everything and he..what he did? He almost killed her with his own hands. These damned murderous hands.