Hantu Cinta Novels & Stories

The Story Begins… There was a time in the past when werewolves and witches had interceptions among each other in the same land. However, a mutual hatred had emerged from a different angle of the world as to who was the greatest. This caused a huge unsettlement yet it was not so in San Antonio, they interrelated but they did not interbreed, as it was seen as an abomination. Queen Lorelai held a candle in his hand and walked to her secret room while chanting some words. When she got there, she lightened up a mini fire which she fueled with a chicken's intestine.

I took a screenshot of that moment from that beloved on my mobile. My enemy is sleeping with the last love of my life. I still remember when I first saw Ahana, my enemy, at that time I felt something for her but after knowing her truth I hated her. Well, I also remember that moment when I took Aarzoo in my arms for the first time, the Last love of my life.

Sanya... I don't want to keep being stuck here with this annoying guy. He even threatened me earlier, thinking he could intimidate me. I am Chrissanya Evangelista, and I've never been afraid of a man, especially not someone like Adam Zhymian. Maybe others think I'm a really terrible person, wondering why I'm so angry with him. Truth be told, it's not just him I'm angry at, it's all men. I might even be considered a man-hater, right?

Despite her efforts to be good, she was never accepted. But as fate has it, when she was twelve, she met Rehan, the prince of the second most powerful vampire clan. She fell in love with him at first sight, chasing him like a fool for years. But Rehan never showed any interest in her, not even sparing her a glance. But then Naina entered their lives, Rehan's heart was stolen. She captivated everyone with her charm and grace, leaving Shanaya in the shadows. Despite her desperate attempts to win their love, Shanaya was met with nothing but disdain.

It felt like anchors were weighing down my entire body. “R-rian, please…Brixton is a friend, and-” “Lies!” He shouted. He spoke multiple curse words, and a few Latin words that felt like worse insults. “You like that guy, and you want him!” “Rian! You’re already dead! You died, and you can never come back! "I shouted as I pulled the covers and tried to cover my naked body. It was hard, but I managed to move my arms. “I can’t kill that guy, but I can trap you here, my love. You managed to guess that your emotions are my ticket inside your mind, so let’s widen that entrance, shall we?”

Very slowly I picked up a pen, paper and sitting at the edge of the bridge, began to write. Hey Vera, How have you been? Hope everything is fine up there in heaven. I hope that you're getting the life you've always wanted. It's been three months since you've been gone, but it still hurts like crazy. Don't think I'll ever be able to heal from that. You had asked me to hate you before you died. Unfortunately, I couldn't do it. I wish I did because it's impossible to do it now. People don't hate ghosts.

But why do you suddenly hate the witches, your first and last love are witches," Nate said. " There is a huge difference between a witch you fell in love with and someone who bewitches you,’ Logan explained. "I get you bro,l hope that in the end you go back to your senses, you should get back the only woman who made you feel alive again, Nate said. "It might be so easy to say than done, remember the one who made me dead is back and after my life, Logan said. "That's a pretty messed up life, I bet I'll jus watch how it unfolds," Nate said before he called out Nala's name, she had been in the shower when he left, right now she must be done and it would be good ifs h e served them some breakfas

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

He smiled, walking over to take a seat close to me. “So you really want to do this?” I asked him, feeling skeptical about everything. It must be PTSD. “Yes. For my family, and for myself. Arthur had said a lot about you.” He said, taking a sip from the champagne he poured into his glass earlier. “Okay, for now I’ll do it for Arthur, but if love blooms along the line, I’ll embrace it.” I said and we both clicked our glasses. *****

Betina: “ It's just that Cristiano has been acting so strange lately! Does it seem like he doesn't love me anymore? Henrique intrigued: “ And does that bother you? Betina: “ Of course not, I just thought… Henrique: “ Is that why you came to me? Because you are needy! Betina: “ No! I just wanted to understand that! Henrique got upset and got out of bed and tied a towel. Betina: “ Where are you going? Henrique: “ Take a shower! Betina: “ Can I go with you?! Henry: “ No! Betina: “ My love, you know that I love you! It's just that one day you have to stop loving me! Henrique: “ That won't happen! Betina: “ Promise? Henrique: “ I promise! Betina smiled: “ Now can I take a shower with you? Henriqu