Novel & Cerita Death In Love

The only woman he had ever loved. Is dying.

“Alright. I will you f*ck me as much as you want. For I am dying to have you. Have you inside of me. Having you touching me. Make love to me. Haa.” He grabbed her hair as he pounded into her. “I will continue taking you and many more days and nights to come. Of every other hour to every single day.” He was close to coming again. “Hngh. I will continue loving you even my life after death.” “Wallace! Ahh. Ha. Haa.” "I love you, my beautiful Bella." He kissed her passionately as he exploded inside of her. The two of them continued making love that whole entire evening till morning.

"Maybe dying isn't so bad. If I die, I won't hurt anymore. And Grandma won't be alone." She looked at me, eyes bright. "I'll go stay with Grandma. Don't be sad." I stared at her. My head felt empty. Then a thought came. 'The one who should die is me. The one who should go stay with Grandma is me. 'If I die, Nina won't have to. 'Mom and Dad won't be sad. And I can be with Grandma again.' I looked at my wrist and thought, 'Nina, don't hate me anymore. I love you. I won't let you die.'

Leonard replied as his once smilling face turn worried "What's the problem" cole asked staring keenly with wide interest at his friend. Leonard hesitated for a while. "Alicia is back" he dropped the bomb shell in a low tone. Cole freezed, his body tensed curling his fist into a bawl. The glass of wine he was earlier sipping from fell to the ground with a thunderous sound as it shattered loudly. "It can't be true ,man" Cole said with anger in his voice. "I had shot her with my gun and watched her took her last breathe before I left there" Cole said clenching his fist as he paced from one side of the room to the other.

he is a cruel and ruthless god who knows no mercy. Do you think that what I say is heresy? Maybe yes, but I also know it's the truth. I have looked out into the other world, into the icy abyss of what some stupid people call the afterlife. I will tell you what death is. Death is the ultimate thief. It is stronger than love and more durable than time. You may wonder if it is possible that someone like me can talk about love. However, believe it or not, I have loved and known love.

maybe. I opened my eyes and inched even closer to him, I didn't understand the other voices around me, I didn't know whose hands were those trying to hold me, soothe me maybe. I didn't know, I didn't want to know. Everyone else faded as I stared at the man in front of me, the one responsible for the huge, gaping crack in my foundation. Yet that didn't matter because he is also the one I loved so much, the one I love so much; the one I couldn't hate no matter what because he is also the one ready to die just for me.

Yet I know more than anyone in this house now that my supposed father has now passed away. Hard as it was, I stood up to approached him. Trembling, I tried to raise my hand holding the death note. Even though my eyes were blurred with tears, I tried to read it without blinking. "Name: Charles Perelman" It was then that memory began to enter into my mind everything he had done in the world. Those memories made me cry even more because they were all smiling faces of his parents, siblings and relatives. By the time his wife, who was from college, came into his life, he admired her a lot. "Age: 42 years old." Until the memories of marriage, childbirth of his wife, pleasure, sorrow. That went as

"I can't live without you. I'd rather die than live without you." "You have to," I said. "It's over, Vincent. It's been over for a long time. The woman you loved died in that alley. She's gone. And she's never coming back." Tears streamed down his face. "But I love you. I love you more than anything in the world." "I know," I said, and for the first time, my voice softened. "I loved you too. Once. But that love is dead. You killed it. With your lies. With your betrayal. With your blindness."

Diana's eyes glared with determination as she stated, "Let's finish this to the end." Darlene fell on her knees without spilling the juice in her hand, "My daughter, why you got to do this?! Is this worth your life?!" She sobbed in her daughter's lap with the juice still in front of her daughter, "You could be my next, why suffer in this unrequited love." "Heh~" Diana smiled bitterly touching her mother's head, "I love him so much, mom." Darlene closed her eyes in hopelessness, "Love is the root of death, my daughter. I keep telling you that."

“We’re gonna die, Damien! Oh God, we’re gonna die on our wedding day!” I wrapped both arms around her, pulling her tight against me. My own heart was hammering so hard I thought it might burst. “No. Listen to me, Kim. Look at me.” Her eyes were wide, filled with tears. “We are not going to die. You hear me? I’m not letting anything happen to you. Not today. Not ever.” She shook her head, sobbing. “In case we don't make it, I’ll love you even in death. I’ll love you after death too. Nothing can separate us.”