Dante's Love Novels & Stories

His words shattered Misty's last hope. Her lips trembled as she stammered out a feeble defense, "Darling, I didn't mean to deceive you. I just… I wanted so badly for you to come back to me. I love you…" But her voice trailed off under his unyielding gaze. In the past, Misty would have been certain that Carter wouldn't be this heartless. Now, she wasn't so sure. She couldn't understand. Why was it that the more she tried to win him back, the further she pushed him away?

I emptied my rock glass and slammed it on the table, "And you know what he said?" I asked Daniel angrily. "What?" "He said he never really stopped loving me! B*llsh*t, right?!" I exclaimed and leered at him as if he was the one who was making me furious. "After taking me for granted and cheating on me? He would say that? After hurting me so much to the point I've lost myself?! How will I believe that?" I shook my head profusely.

Anonna's eyes widened, her excitement palpable. Layana's hand came up next. "Liquid copper is the main ingredient for a venussium, isn't it?" Elma nodded. Layana continued, "but one day, when I and my caste witches were snooping around we came across an ancient potions book. The instructions for the love potion said to melt in four millimeters of copper, which we did. And by then we thought it a good idea to give the potion to a man Faina fancied but I'm afraid it turned out all wrong, he became too obsessed." Layana ended.

"Stay here with Amanda, Ms. Sanders. I'll take care of the fees." Tears welled up in Charlotte's eyes as she stared at Jonathan gratefully. He patted her shoulder soothingly but shot me a dark look. "Tessa, if you apologize to Ms. Sanders and Amanda now, we can move past this." His words stabbed through me like a dagger. The burning sensation on my calf was nothing compared to my heartbreak at that moment. I stared at the man I had loved for the last six years. A bitter smile etched upon my bloodless face as I relented. "Fine. I'm sorry."

“Did you just say you love him?" I asked as I felt Dario growling inside me wanting to be let out. “Yes, you heard me right,” she said as she folded her hands glaring up at me. "Is this some kind of sick joke? Is something wrong with your head?” "Absolutely not, I'm going to say it again, I love him,” she said and I stood there watching her in confusion and anger. How could she be in love with Dante? Is it because he threw himself in the dungeon for her? Nobody asked him to play the hero. Nobody asked him to play any fucking hero.

“Until my last breath leaves my body, my dark and frozen heart beats only for you. I love you, Evelyn Romano.” Only then did I realize I was crying, as tears rolled down my cheeks. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close. “I love you too, Dante Romano.” And just like that, the man who once filled me with fear now lay in my arms, holding me as if I were the source of his life. Love is a strange, uncertain, and beautiful thing.

Ella was surprised she did not feel any pain, she could see the horror and concern in Dante’s eyes but everything was so quiet and still, reaching up she cupped his cheek. ‘I love you.’ Dante was in a panic, ‘No, no, no, my love, my life, no no, I love you, only you pretty girl.’ She marvelled at his tears and her smile was radiant as she looked into his eyes ‘Don’t cry. It’s okay. Not your fault. I forgive you. Dante watched the light in her eyes dim and he caught the hand on his cheek, ‘No baby girl, no, you stay with me. Open your eyes. Do not disobey me beautiful, open your eyes now.’

“You’ve known her for what, two months?” “Three,” Dante said proudly. “Which is like, five years in my emotional development.” I rubbed my temples. “You’re really doing this?” “Already bought the ring. And no, you can’t talk me out of it. You’re both invited. No suits with bloodstains.” Santino looked at me. “Is this real life?” “I think so.” Dante raised his glass. “To love. And to me, for finally beating Luca to the altar.” I clinked my glass against his. “You’re insane.”

Dante walked out of the house and stormed into the garage while Silver chased after him. “Dante what is wrong with you?!”. Silver shouted angrily as she came in front of his path, to stop him from making any more move. “You are the one wrong with me”. He retorted, pointing a finger down at her face. “Yes you”. he turned back at her then clenched his fist before he looked back at her.” You're the one wrong with me because I love you and I can't bear to see you with another man!!!”. He yelled and she paused, gasping in shock when she heard him utter that statement. Did Dante just said that he loves her? She thought. “ But no, you aren't even as hot as your mom, I think I should go for her sinc

The next question to ask would be who else Dante loved if it wasn’t Maria, but I wasn’t prepared for the answer, and so I didn’t ask that question. I swallowed hard and tried to think of something else. “You don’t look like a man who works with emotions,” I said. And I wasn’t wrong. Dante had proven overtime and since I knew him that he wasn’t a man who worked based on emotions. There was always an enemy to protect himself from. Heck, he always carried a gun and wouldn’t hesitate to shoot anyone down that threatened his peace. Such a man could never be a sucker for love. He wasn’t like Abel.