Far Away From Love Novels & Stories

A song that is very suitable to be sung at night by the beach like today. I love you a lot but my awkward pride in those words "I love you" doesn't allow me to (tell you) Today I will gather all my courage and tell you so listen to it calmly, I'll sing for you Melodious voice and character xD able to touch the hearts of every listener. Their beautiful voices penetrate from every crack of the lyrics so that the emotions can be conveyed well. Even quietly amongst the cool night breeze, Jun sheds tears for the person he hasn't met yet but keeps in his heart. Of course, it was Hyomi.

“Hate lasts longer than love. The only thing I want is never to have anything to do with you again, in this life or the next. “If you manage to survive this, don’t ever show up in front of me again, Yaron.” Then, I pulled my dress free from his grasp and walked away without looking back.

I spoke softly, my voice nearly drowned out by the rain, "Brandon, do you really think that if you say a few nice words, I'll react the way I used to? That I'll cry, feel touched, and follow you home?" Brandon froze. "Ashley, I mean it..." "Your sincerity is too cheap." I cut him off. There wasn't the slightest ripple in my voice. "And there's something else you still haven't understood. I didn't leave because I was angry with you. I didn't leave so that all of you would come begging me to come back. "I left because I don't need any of you anymore." Brandon's body stiffened. Rainwater ran down his pale face like tears. "Ashley..."

She could hear her name resound in the distance but she did not think about turning around. When she thought of it she had nowhere to go, with every step she took she felt like she was gradually leaving her body and taking up a new body. The feeling was strange, she could not understand it. By the time she came to herself, she had walked miles away from the house. She was at least forty minutes away from her house by car. She looked around her, she knew that the only person she could call was her son. She looked on her to try and locate her phone but it was nowhere to be found.

"You have no right to say you loved him." He stood up and walked away without a hint of hesitation. Wendy let out a bitter laugh as she watched his receding figure. A single tear fell onto the table. "I’m not worthy," she whispered.

He pulled out the repaired Blood Pact ring from his pocket. "Aurora, my darling, my moonlight, I was wrong. If you promise to marry me, I can transfer all my assets to you. From now on, you will be the Lord in name and in deed. I was an idiot before. Give me another chance, okay?" "It’s too late." I shook my head. "You can keep the ring. I don’t need it anymore." "Kieran, I don’t hate you anymore. If hate is still a form of caring, then I did hate you. But now, I feel nothing but a profound disconnect from you."

He really needs to realise that and get over it. "And what do you intend to achieve with my sister?" I asked, raising an eyebrow up. "Love, I have to make your sister fall in love with me and if she doesn't. I will let her go back to your father." Love they say is like a remote that controls the heart, once it hits you straight in the heart. Some buttons get activated in you, and you start doing stuffs you don't think you can't do. Love is far away from me and I never wish to experience it. I don't do love and love doesn't do me.

Maybe you forget the depth of love, We shared.. But I can't.. Because they were happy memories.. We both shared.. From the past.. At present.. Our ways are far away. Away from each other . But the love is still alive.. And it will be alive..till my heart stop beating and my eyes stop imagining the dreams Of us.. Holding each other's hand.. Till death do us part…. ____________________________________________________

Love. END

“Callum, Matt has no family here. He needs someone to stay with him for now. You should go home on your own today.” I nodded calmly, letting go of the last shred of hope in my heart. Sienna seemed quite pleased with my reaction. “Good boy. I’ll make it up to you later.” I stared at the peeled apple. After an afternoon, its skin had already oxidized and turned yellow. No matter how expensive the variety, it ultimately could not withstand the passage of time. It was just like Sienna’s love for me. It was once so fiery and warm. Yet after all these years, it had turned into bland, tasteless tap water.