Death In Love Novels & Stories

He was stubborn and struggling, and she wanted to help him. Yet over those seven years together, she had unknowingly fallen in love with Oliver. She simply never realized it. Unable to find Oliver, Sharon drowned herself in alcohol day after day. She cried herself to sleep and kept slapping herself. But no matter how much she regretted it, no matter how much pain she felt, it was useless. At last, she understood one thing clearly. Oliver was never coming back.

"How did you know?" He remembered that night vividly. She had been angry at him. He had botched a mission and still ran through the pouring rain across Wendover just to buy her favorite cupcake. That night, she had looked at him and said, "It's not that I'm easy to please. It's just… I still love you. But if the day comes when I stop loving you, even putting a gun to your head won't make a difference." Leo pulled out the cupcake from the insulated bag, and she took it without a word.

"- I don't love. (...) I don't let myself be loved, everything I've ever loved has died or been destroyed. I also made a promise a long time ago that I wouldn't let love overcome me for nothing. Loving is like killing, it always involves death." "- Everything dies. And if you love something that is going to die, this thing will take a part of you with it, a part of you will die in that moment. (...) You will wish you were dead when you lost your love. Yes, love is death."

"You're not worthy of love, Athijha. Just go and die. Maybe you'll find the love you've been waiting for." "What are you saying?" "You love me, right? Then die for me, Death." Tear ran faster like they're competing in a marathon. I closed my eyes and looked above. "Die for you? You know I can sacrifice everything for your love, even the world, even my life. Then, will I get the love I have been trying to win if I die? So that I can finally measure the depth of it." He nodded. "If ever that you can't find me anywhere, know that I'm gone for good. And please remember that you're the one I love the most."

They faced this final chapter of their journey with grace and acceptance, knowing that their love would endure beyond the bounds of mortality. In Sarah's final moments, surrounded by the warmth of their shared memories and the love of family and friends, she whispered to Thomas, "Our love has been a symphony, Thomas—a melody that will continue to play long after we are gone. Promise me that you will carry our love in your heart and share it with the world."

Unfortunately… there has been no progress. Marcus listened quietly and watched Leon grab the doctor, shouting, "Where's my wife? Why doesn't my wife come to see me?" The doctor couldn't help but ask, "What do you think it would take for him to recover?" Marcus said coldly, "He doesn't need to recover. He is a killer." After he finished speaking, he turned and walked away, his steps noticeably unsteady. That day, Camille didn't make it. Marcus lost both his parents in a single day. But research showed that roughly 67% of people were able to recover from the grief of losing a loved one within about a year and returned to normal life.

She closed her eyes and moved the blade across her throat. "No!" Ash grabbed her dagger before she finished the cut, but it was too late. She collapsed in his arms, and Ash laid her on the ground. He pressed the wound, but the blood and her life were quickly flooding away. "Why did you do that?!" His voice cracked, anger mixing with pain. Estelle gurgled as she fought for breath but still drew a faint smile. "You will die like me..." she wheezed. "Die... for love."

'' she said. "Anything my love." Remus said. "Even in death, promise me that you'll still love me." Sylvia smiled. Remus walked towards her, wrapping his hands over her waist. She leaned into him, breathing in his early morning scent. That was something she always loved about him, even in the morning he was still handsome. "I promise you with everything I have and stand for. I will keep loving you even if death does us part.'' he vowed. "That's all I needed to hear. Thank you.'' she smiled.

My death, the concealment of my death from the world, and the perfect hiding for the murderer… "Alright, I get it." She reached out to wipe the tears from her face and returned to the elegant look. "I will remember that." Charles and Derek were relieved to see that. I was watching everything that happened from the side. It did not matter to me. I knew long ago that they did not love me. Even so, why did my heart still hurt? The next day, Susan went to the crematorium alone and collected my ashes. She did not go home directly but went to the orphanage where I was found.

Wilde paused, then looked at me. “What reputation? “Also, I take ‘til death do us part’ thing seriously. There’s no such thing as divorce with me.” He let out a chuckle and floored the gas pedal. The car accelerated forward at breakneck speed and made my heart race. “If you want, we can die together right now.” The harsh wind howled past us. I finally smiled as my heart began to race faster. “Wilde, you really are insane!”