Escaping The Abyss Of Love Novels & Stories

I heard Jonathan's sobs behind me, but I didn't look back. When the welcome speech for the event ended, I was invited to say a few words on stage. As I took my place, the lights converged and fell on me. Half a year ago, I was trapped in a loveless marriage and played the role of a wife whose heart was broken by her husband every night. There was a time when I thought I wouldn't make it through to see the next day. However, I hadn't realized how big the world was until I left Jonathan, the root of all my sorrows.

And yet, through it all, I couldn’t help but wonder. Was this the man I once loved? Was this the man I had tried so desperately to escape? I had spent so long hiding from Aiden, living in fear, that it felt surreal to be watching him fall. But now, with the empire he’d built shattering, I was left with nothing but the pieces of my broken past. That night, as I lay in the quiet of my apartment, I thought about everything I had gone through. The betrayal. The fear. The loss.

Downstairs was filled with happy voices as everyone clinked their glasses. Upstairs was the man I had loved for seven years, sticking it into a woman he had grown up with. Everything seemed to have something to do with me, yet at the same time, it felt like they had nothing to do with me. There was nowhere I could turn to. I hid in the washroom and clenched my chest hard. My heart hurt, and my tears fell freely. I cried until I threw up and fell sitting to the ground. After seeing so many pictures of them, I thought I would be numb by now.

Azure asked. Alex's gaze was dim, and his lips were tightly pursed. Azure looked away in disappointment and carefully removed the glass shards from his palm. "Am I not good, Alex?" Alex looked at her, speechless. Azure's tear landed on Alex's palm. "Alex, I really don't know what you see in her that is worthy of you hurting yourself like this. Why won't you pay attention to me instead? Do you know that I've never fallen in love with anyone else over the years? You're the only one I love…"

"Friends? Now we are friends? When you went behind me screwing the only man I have ever loved, weren't we friends? Weren't we friends when you didn't call or even text me, maybe to apologize? When I saw both of you that day, honestly I waited for you, I waited, I thought you were going to come after me, I thought you were going to be sorry, or maybe check to know if I am doing after your goddamn betrayal..." "He doesn't love you Lisa... he... he doesn't care about you. He..." "Shut the fuck up!!!" Lisa yelled angrily and Hannah immediately went quiet. She legs quivered and threatened to bring her to the ground. "Don't you think I know that? He doesn't love me, but I am madly in love with him

“Just… don’t stop.” He doesn’t. It’s slow. Deep and loving in a way that shatters me. I cry through most of it, and Jackson doesn’t say a word. He just holds me, kisses my cheeks, moves gently. Like he knows he’s not healing me, just holding the broken pieces together for a night. “I love you,” he whispers against my neck. “I never stopped.” And my heart breaks all over again. Because I know I can’t stay. I know this isn’t love, it’s escape. I know that tomorrow, I’ll be the one walking away.

He leaves the room and Abigail is unable to make any movement to save herself. Tears are flowing down through her temples, she shuts her eyes with force and thinks in her mind, "See, Mick. Your love didn't help to bloom the Tuberose. Now, this Tuberose is going to wither. The Tuberose is going to be fallen." Whimpers come out through her vocal cords and she knows there is no escape today. No escape.

I don't want him to save me, I am too scared to be saved, I felt like the moment I let myself to feel loved, I'll lose him. “Take a deep breath, it’s going to be alright.” He instructed. Just that thought wreaked havoc in my mind. I will never let myself love him or let him do it. I'll break his devotion, I want to remain in darkness. “Okay.” I nodded, taking a deep breath. I choose this myself, stop trying to liberate myself from this. The abyss is my home, nothing can save me. I have lost my path, you cannot shine in my world.

“The abyss is home.” In the quiet hours that followed, the original eight retreated to the master chamber for one final, intimate descent. They made love slowly at first tender kisses, gentle caresses, deep and loving thrusts. Gradually it built into raw, exhaustive passion. Multiple cocks filling willing holes. Tongues and fingers exploring every combination. They fucked until they were spent, glowing, and utterly content, bodies and essences intertwined. From a terrified soul cast into darkness, to the willing center of an infinite abyss of yearning and love.