روايات وقصص ضمن He Destroyed Her In His First Life In His Second He Gave Her Everything He Never Did

I didn’t go this far… sacrifice this much, just to lose him to a ghost with a vengeance and good cheekbones. I’ll expose her. I’ll destroy her if I have to. Because Richard is mine. And I don’t lose.

It was from his heart being ripped apart and bleeding. “I could have given you the damn world!” She sat up, panting as she crawled back without taking her eyes off him, her nose bleeding into her mouth. He staggered to her, his eyes wide and red, his left side soaked with blood. “All you had to do was ask! You didn't even need to ask, and I would have given it all to you. My heart! My soul! ME! They were all yours! They would have been yours!” “I would have ruined everything,” she spat at him, still crawling back as he kept advancing towards her. “I would have taken those damn things: your heart and soul, and ruined them more than they’ve already been ruined.”

Each fragile flutter was a countdown and a promise—proof that the bond had not yet cost her life, only rewritten it. And he realised, with a darkness that sank like a stone in his chest: He had bitten her. He had licked her blood. He had tasted something that should not exist. And now he would never forget it. Not for a thousand years. Not for eternity. Her flavour had etched itself into the same part of him that remembered the first soul he ever claimed, the first throne he ever took, the first oath he ever broke.

“I don’t love you because you are the first and the last woman I will ever think of.” “And I don’t love you,” he finished, “because I will never betray you. Not in this life. Not in any other.” The words hit harder. “I have seen how love destroys everything,” he used to say. “He loved her once.” “I was back then too young to understand, yet old enough to see. Back then, love felt magical to me, like something beautiful and untouchable.” “I believed in it the way children believe in miracles.” “But I watched it change.”

They faced one another in a vast expanse of shimmering silver, the echo of countless stars pulsing around them. “You idiot,” he whispered, voice breaking. “What have you done?” She smiled sadly. “Saved everything.” “At the cost of yourself.” “At the cost of me,” she corrected gently. “You still have a life.” His chest seized. “Without you, it’s not living.” She reached for him, and this time she touched solid warmth. He sucked in a breath, clutching her to him. “I can’t stay,” she murmured against his shoulder. “The more I anchor here, the more I dissolve there.”

“Say it doesn’t make sense.” I opened my mouth and nothing came out. “He gave you everything,” she said. Her voice was colder now. “He gave you a house. A life. A name that didn't have blood on it. And he left me with nothing.” “Stop.” “No. You listen to me.” Her fingers moved from my hair to my jaw, lifting my face. It wasn't rough, but I couldn't move. “Do you know what that makes you? The version he decided was worth keeping.”

Hence, I couldn't not love her. Still, I knew that with this second chance at life, I had to give up everything if it meant I could cut off all ties with her. As my heart's blood was drained, warm blood seeped continuously from the corner of my mouth. The agony sent me crashing to the ground, and right before I lost consciousness, I dazedly recalled the very last words she said to me in my last life. "Michael Sommerson, how wonderful my life would've been if I hadn't met you…"

"He snatched everything from her. He snatched her job, her house and in the end, he snatched her life. He killed her. He had ordered his men to kill her." This time she couldn't control the tears of grief and devastation which she desperately wanted to. She grabbed the collar of his shirt and shook him and shouted "Why did you come into her life? She was living before you entered her life." "After meeting you, her tears never stopped. She never smiled. You ruined her. You made her destiny cruel." She pushed him and yelled "I hate you, Liam. I hate you more than I hate Adam. You ruined everything you touch." She wiped her tears which never stopped falling and said "I pray to god that he won't

She tried to push him away. “Leave me…. leave me,” she screamed at him, crying harder and harder because that warmth of his was making her feel her Easton in him but no, he was not. Her Easton had no existent. The boy she had fallen in love….the very first love of her life, the person to whom she had given her everything and she knew…must be the first and last person whom she had loved so much and submitted her everything to, he had no existence. He was not real. And just like her beautiful dreams, he faded the very second she opened her eyes and left her alone.

Alex confessed and kissed her little and delicate hands. “That day it was the most tragic day of my entire existence.” she says. “It was the day I was reborn” and hearing her look at her with attention. “Adam and his fated mate killed me before” and now she is watching him in his eyes, but his eyes are full of rage and tears too.