Goresan Hati Yang Terluka Novels & Stories

Six months earlier... The wounds in my back were nothing compared to what my heart had been through. Although both had bled and pained the same, the scars in my heart caused by Triton’s betrayal would certainly never fade until I die. There was nothing worse than being betrayed by you treated as your own family and kept a secret that would make my world crash.

His voice rumbled like thunder, breaking through the core of my heart and spreading that kind of pain which leaves the body numb and the lips clamped all over me. His voice echoed in me and appeared like a two-edged sword used to slash not only my skin, but also my spirit and soul. I felt the sharp and overwhelming anguish course through me so badly that I flopped to the ground, groaning as the excruciating pain made it hard for me to scream. My wolf let out a painful howl as she limp and pant in heartbreak. I could feel her sadness, and it added to misery in me.

SIENNA It had been a few days since the rejection, and it still hurts just the same. Anytime I thought about it, my heart squeezed against my chest painfully like someone had shoved their hands in it and was pressing onto the organ. But I guess that’s what he did, just not literally. Even without getting to know my heart, he ripped it out and stomped all over it.

That song, was the mark that means the end of the game. She cried and cried her eyes out in joy. 'Thank god,' she said inside her heart. 'I have survived another day of the hunt.' —

Edi I hope I am not hurt like this. "Your g * go Kalex. Why do I always get hurt !?" I want to cry, but why don't my own eyes cry? I was in the middle of walking when I tasted the blood --- I immediately touched the part of my lip, and confirmed that there was blood. Maybe I was just bitten too much earlier, so the result bled., But I still feel more pain now. It hurts... he apologized to me .. he did everything just so I could forgive him,

My hands shake as I stare at what used to be my back, its now a ruined mess of angry red ridges and thick, ropey scars crisscrossing like a roadmap to hell. ‘I’m sorry, Z. Because it happened before I arrived, there’s only so much I could do. The silver and wolfsbane made it worse,’ Zanthe’s voice is quiet in my mind, filled with a sadness that mirrors my own. She feels guilty, but this isn’t her fault.

I let it pour, wetting my shirt as I cried everything out. I Katherine Thawne, has never been hurt this way before. It felt new...and it raw. Indeed, Heartbreak is the father of all prickled needles. TBC

Her patience was wearing thin. Aaron clenched his lips with irritation, and his eyes flickered for a moment before finally speaking after a long pause, "I apologize for my previous behavior, and also for Sarah's actions that hurt you. I apologize on her behalf as well." In the end, she was the one he loved. Even though she repeatedly told herself to let go, when actually facing her, Elaine sadly realized that she still felt pain. It was like a scar in her heart; she thought it had healed, but in reality, the wound was too deep, and the flesh inside had already rotted and would never heal.

The betrayal cut deep, tearing at the very core of his soul, leaving him raw and vulnerable. The wounds inflicted upon him were not merely physical but wounds that seeped into the depths of his being, gnawing at his trust and shattering the bonds of friendship. The echoes of their voices reverberated in his mind, each word a sharp blade that pierced through his defenses. The hurt that swelled within him was a relentless wave crashing against the walls of his heart. He felt the sting of tears pricking at the corners of his eyes, but he refused to let them fall. Instead, his jaw clenched tightly, teeth grinding in a futile attempt to suppress the torrent of emotions threatening to consume him.

"Don't be so highly slut, when you can spread our legs before him then what's the problem with me, I will pay you well, just let me enjoy your holes" “Hatred is a blade which has edges on both sides and when we lower it into someone's chest, it wounds not only them but us too and who can know this better than you. Hate and revenge can give us nothing but destruction but unfortunately, they are not in our control. I can understand what you were feeling at that time because I am going through the same fire but I don't want to be blind to it.” She poured out what she was holding inside her making him stiff. He placed his hand on his chest as he felt merciless pain clenching his heart.