Novel & Cerita Del Odio Al Amor Hay Un Paso

Guards stationed along the corridors quickly stepped aside when they saw the fury radiating from both of us. When we reached the throne hall Father pushed open the doors and strode inside with me following close behind. The massive room was empty except for the guards stationed along the walls. Father climbed the steps to his throne and sat down calmly as if nothing had happened. The sight of him sitting there so composed while I was falling apart only made my anger rise higher. "I came to make one thing clear," I stated through clenched teeth as I stepped forward. "I will never marry Delilah."

Love is like a wind that flows in its direction with its own speed. Nobody can capture it in their hands. It’s a feeling that not only brings happiness but hurtful stances too. When two hearts are bound to be together no matter what others do or plan evil things it won’t affect their bliss. Love nourished and cherished in pure heart only.

If I had known that the path of love is so difficult, I would never have loved in life. Siras got down on his knees and placed his hand on my hand and said, “Do you really love Elijah this much?” I chuckled sadly and said “I love Elijah more than Romeo did for Juliet, and my love is something no one can end.” Siras looked at me for a long time, then said at last, "I have a method that will destroy all the walls between Elijah and you." I said in a hurry, "I am ready to do anything, but what do I have to do?"

I don't believe in marriage and love, or whatever nonsense this world invented. Because if love was real, married couples wouldn't separate, like what Adam and I are planning to do eventually. If love was true, there wouldn't be parentless children in orphanages. If love was real, men wouldn't seek other women even if they were married, like Crisanto - oh yeah, he's my biological father - ever since high school I stopped calling him Dad, why bother? He never loved me or my Mom. I don't know if he loved my mom or if he just stayed for the money.

“ Hard to say……..I know nothing about you so I am not sure whether I love you or not . “ said Damian with a blunt expression . “ So……What we did was merely having sex with each other and nothing more ? “ said Antonio frustrated . “ Do you think that I would do such a thing with someone I don’t like or even have feelings for ? “ said Damian with a bit of an angry expression . “ You just said that you don’t love me . “ said Antonio . “ Not loving you doesn’t mean that I have no feelings for you . “ said Damian . “ It’s the same thing ! “ said Antonio even more annoyed as he buttoned up the last buttons near his neck . Damian walked near Antonio and touched softly his hair as he softly held his

It's like I could feel his desperation and need for me, our emotions mixing into desire. "I know you feel it too," he whispered breathlessly. "It doesn't matter how I feel! Emotions are dangerous and can't be trusted." I cried. "Give me a chance. The moon goddess wouldn't have made us mates if it wasn't destiny." I had to admit I did agree with him, but I just can't. Astrid had been quiet ever since we had met Killian, but this made her stir in my mind.

I asked him because I really didn't know how to go about this whole feelings thing. Antonio’s voice turned harsh. "You get rid of it. You get rid of any thought like that. It will only damn you Dante." I looked him in the eye. "Am I really falling in love with Liam?" "Whether you're already there, or just in the process, we have to avoid such thoughts by all means," Antonio insisted. He grabbed my shoulders and shook me hard, he looked…afraid. "If you let Liam become your weakness, you and us all will be damned for good. Our enemies will exploit it and they will destroy all of us."

Her tears shimmered against the light as she shouted back, “Then you made him feel! You made him love! And now you think you can take that back?” For the first time, the god faltered. A shadow — brief and almost human — crossed Travian’s face. The faintest flicker of sorrow cracked through his divine composure, but it vanished as quickly as it came. “Love,” he murmured, “is not meant for those who bridge heaven and flesh. It is the flaw that unravels all order.” Elara’s voice rose against the storm. “Then let it unravel!”

She didn’t know how to stop loving him when the very core of her existence was intertwined with him. Artemio’s words lingered in the quiet room, a painful reflection of his own past that Isla couldn’t ignore. “I see myself in you, daughter. I was just like that before—with Dina, your mother,” he said, the bitterness in his voice evident as he spoke of a love that never fully blossomed into what he had hoped for. Isla could hear the weight of regret and sorrow in his tone, a man who had loved deeply, only to be torn away from the one person he thought he would spend his life with. “But not everyone who truly loves each other can end up together. Not everyone who loves deeply will receive the

Silent suffering is more painful than perseverance, she suppresses her feelings to the bottom of her heart, for her it is much more painful than love that can be expressed. The God of Fire León de Fuego's trembling hand took a pale green magic pill from his sleeve, and with great reluctance the corners of his mouth lifted, revealing one last smile. “This is the medicine of forgetting that I asked Dios Del Océano, the god of the sea, to prepare for you, after taking it, you can get rid of all the pain of this love, start afresh, fall in love with a man deserves your love… This is the last thing I can do for you.” "Drink this, can I forget you forever?"