Hurtful Love Novels & Stories

You don’t become this bitter unless you truly were in love once and were destroyed by it. Love is truly a powerful thing. His analogy kind of works. People are more likely to be hurt or killed by someone they loved or claimed to love than by someone they hated. People will always say ‘I’d never hurt them, I love them’, but love has been a powerful motivator for crimes throughout history. Just look at me. Jartre and I both hurt Yildiz, but it was me, the one who loves her who hurt her the most. So it’s true, love can either save you or it can kill you. Jartre loved Apaki, and it destroyed him. The fun, adventurous – though egotistical – God that he once was is now just a sad, angry, bitter pe

If it was someone else then he would have used his gun already. Love makes people weak because it means you have to be willing to open your heart up, which can leave us vulnerable. You are placing yourself in a position where someone else has the ability to hurt you and make you feel bad about yourself by their words or actions. If they do something that hurts us too much we will take time out of our schedules to avoid them. We do this because we don't want love to make us weak and vulnerable or get hurt anymore than we already have been.When you choose to love someone, you give them the right to hurt you. This one person has the power to make you or break you. When you love someone, no matt

Natahimik ako dahil sa kanyang sinabi ngunit agad ding nakabawi. "Why?" "I hurt you." Tipid na sagot niya. "Loving someone means giving them the privilege to hurt you. Because pain and love are inseparable." He looked at me with amusement is visible in his eyes. "And I'm giving you the privilege to hurt me, Larie." He said.

* The question loops in my mind, over and over, like a song I can’t turn off. Adrian loves me. He said he loves me. Correction, he said he never stopped loving me, which is somehow worse because it means all those years, all that pain, he loved me while he destroyed me. What kind of love is that? What kind of person loves someone and lets them suffer the way he let me suffer? But then I hear his voice again, broken and raw: *Hurt people hurt people. Broken people break people.* Is that an excuse? Or is it just the truth?

That for once, I thought that what we had was real. "When you are drugged with love," I began. "You'll find it hard to differentiate what is wrong from what is right. So, people often make a decision that if it doesn't hurt them, they will hurt others. Just like Harris who hurt me when he decided to trade me for another woman. And it's like me hurting myself by repeatedly begging him even though he's really gone. That's how love works, it will make you incapacitated to make the right decision at the time.” I quickly blinked my eyes as they began getting filled with tears. I tried to remove the blurring of my vision and tried to stop myself from letting out a sob.

, Anjali said sternly. " Stop! taunting me Avni, I can't stop my desires when you are with me! you had some kind of magic on me that I can't have control in my body ", Hercules kissed her nose. " It's your lust ! ", Avni snapped. " I don't care what you call! I love you and this is the part of my expressing my love . ", Hercules gritted out and spread her legs. Avni passed a sad smile and asked, "If love means to hurt the person you love? Is forcing yourself on the person you love is love? Is claiming the person you love by making her helpless love? Is didn't care about I think, what I want is love ? ".

I Hate U, I Love U" is a song by American singer and rapper Gnash featuring American singer Olivia O'Brien. It was released on February 17, 2016) I stopped the song in middle because I felt a strong pain in my heart and my eyes were red shedding tears.My mind was filled with my lovable night with him in F city. It was like a dream for me.I always tried to control my feelings for him but I never succeeded. I hurts me so much whenever I think of him.Although my life is complete with a caring husband and a lovely child I always felt some emptiness in my heart.

The switch up was alarming, and she felt stupid, because she had seen the signs, but threw them all into reckless abandon as usual—because of love. Things were becoming clearer to Kiara now and, as much as she hated to admit the truth, she knew. She knew that Love would be the death of her.

My brain kept coming up with excuses for his behavior. He thinks I cheated. He’s frustrated that I couldn't give him a child. His mother is manipulating him. And even when I ran out of those, I still couldn’t hate him. And I hated it. I think there was something about my heart being unable to unlove someone I had once loved, no matter how badly they hurt me. Was this normal? Or perhaps the real question was, was this healthy? “You’re not going to lose me, Margo,” I assured, pulling her into a hug.

“You hurt him for no reason!” Oliver’s expression didn’t change. But his silence said everything. And that silence… Broke something inside her. “I hate you,” she said, her voice shaking with emotion. “You’re disgusting.” For the first time… Those words actually hit him. Not like the others. Not like fear. Not like insults. This one stayed. Because it came from her. And for reasons he didn’t understand… That mattered. More than it should have.