Historia Triste Novels & Stories

"why do you always talk about it? Hey, being single means we're preparing for the arrival of a better love. Positive thinking, Ra!" "I hate Adam!" Yara's words that suddenly carried the name 'Adam' succeeded in making Rian choke. "Why suddenly bring Adam's name?" "This must be because of his curse on me when we were at senior high school. That damn person! He's the one who asked to break up, he's the one who accused me of various things, but instead left a curse that made my life miserable." "There is no such thing as a curse in this world, Ra." "There is," she argued. "That, Adam's words prove to be a curse for me until now."

she screams at me, moving so fast I could barely catch the outline of her body disappearing further into the darkness. " Sarah my love, please come back," I plead with her. To scared to chase after her afraid that if I followed her I would only push her further into the darkness and would lose her completely to the shadows. Bending over on my knees I brought my head down to the black surface, cringing at the pain inside of my chest as my heart shattered into pieces. A lone tear escaped my right eye gliding down my cheek. It has been hundreds of years sense I've let myself feel any kind of pain let alone shed a tear for another soul. I wish so much that I could go back to that day and change

"Keep your precious son in check." She replied almost immediately. Her tone was unpleasant to say the least. "Julia, you shouldn’t hold grudges against someone who’s dead. Lily was just a pitiful girl." I stared at the message, rage surging through me. 'Someone who's dead? A pitiful girl?' That so-called pitiful girl had wrecked my life. She had torn my world apart and left me in ruins. I lost my child, my leg, and everything because of her.

And what I hear, breaks my heart. The girl who is working the counter, her name is Carmen, which I now know is the ex girlfriend of Jace. Is tell her friend, Skyler, that her and Jace have worked everything out and that he finally dropped the “uptight American girl”. I feel a single tear slide down my cheek as I turn and walk out of the café, I’ve never felt more humiliated about anything in my life. As soon as I’m far enough away from the café I let the tears really fall, because he never actually loved me and he must have just wanted to cross “American girl” off a list of things he wanted to accomplish.

Astra's pov: I tried to dodge him. He was too quick. All I could do was turn around. Ugh! He got me. Blood gushed down my back. It hurt so bad. Blood! More blood now. It made me nauseous. Why was all this happening? I couldn't hold back my tears. What hurt me more than the wound on my back was all that was happening around me. Dad tried so hard to make us a peaceful pack. He died for it. Was it meaningless?

My eyes watered but I refused to cry. “I know it’s not an excuse, but please try to understand. Our past actions may not reflect it but despite all that, Reegan and I have both always wanted our mate. Now that we’ve met you, there will never be anyone or anything we want more. The mere thought of losing you is painful to us. And even though it’s in the past, thinking about how you could have been lost to us before we ever found you is excruciating. It was the pain talking. He didn’t mean it.”

Vivian felt something tighten in her chest. Because suddenly Seraphina looked tired. Not physically. Older. The kind of tired that accumulated over years. The kind caused by history. Too much history. And there it was. The real issue. Not Serena. Not Lucian. Not the marriage. History. Always history. Vivian had spent months watching everyone obsess over the wrong story. The marriage was interesting. The scandal was interesting. The betrayal narrative was interesting. But beneath all of it ran something older. Something quieter.

Those past memories were a much more exciting time than the trillion and spare years that he had ever since that fateful day. ‘It’s a wonder on how life can be both gentle and cruel all at the same time.’ Tristan smiled as he flew over the things that he had experienced from young until this very moment of time. He would be lying if he said that he has had many regrets so far. He had only a few of them but alas, these few ones certainly were the most heartbreaking of all. A flash of light exploded in his mind and he recalled an entire civilization that was lost because of his folly.

It resulted in her completely obeying a sadistic asshole. Now Ro was around 89, but no thought of leaving occurred her. Guess I knew the reason. Then it was Jade. Tamor accidentally saw and bought him at an auction. Jade was 3 back then and was about to be sold as a slave to a brothel. Tamor burned it to the ground. Frightened, hungry, and more wild than civilized, it took Jade some hard time to adapt. Tamor couldn’t find anything about his past. It was decided that he’ll train the boy into one of the best cadres. He was 16 when both I and Carmila appeared.