Jaded Love Novels & Stories

Maya cried out, her nose was already turning red. "Loved you? Ha… I never loved you. I have always liked Vivian and no one else, Vivian is going to be my mate and no one else. I don't care if you don't find a mate, after all, who would like an orphan who doesn't even have any power to become their mate? Unlike you, Vivian is strong and her family background is strong as well so I wouldn't lose if I mate her. Alright, there's no need to speak so much. Let's break off the bond right now, I can't waste time with you anymore." Jared bit his finger and a pint of blood pooled around his fingers.

"Of course, you are. I'll be needing grandkids soon enough. But take a look at Lyra, she got married to Thatcher for the necessity of it, not because she loved him. So, it's easier getting the job done without involving sentiments. Now, that is what marriage should be about, Jared. You should never think of getting married for love. It's a weakness; it'll destroy you." "Well, that's your opinion, not mine!" He half-yelled. "You're right. I do love Adira, and I plan to make her mine soon enough. Now, I don't give two cents what you think about love, dad. Hell, I don't even know why you think you can define it for me. But, I love Adira, I'll get married to her and I'm sure we'll have the best

Dashing through the walkway to the Exit she saw an astonishing handsome guy, sleek, fit and tall she thought . Immediately she waved the thought bye and said “ No! Don’t think . Don’t feel love. It’s all a lie “ . Walking through the dashing sun that radiated her pulchritude and aura she smiled and waved to almost everyone staring at her before she got in her black radiant limousine.

Ten days before the wedding, my fiancée spent over a hundred million to buy Marcus Collins a luxury yacht. So, I silently threw away the matching rings I had once planned to give her. Seven days before the wedding, she spent 50 million dollars to celebrate Marcus' birthday. Thus, I set fire to the photo album that held every memory of our past. Three days before the wedding, she wore the ring I had used to propose, and she kissed him deeply by the sea. Today, I finally chose to step aside. I notified our families and friends that the wedding was canceled, and I personally returned the engagement tokens to the Yardley family. Lowering my head, I said softly, "Mr. and Mrs. Yardley…I've al

The last time I checked, Maisie Illeana, the one I loved and lived for was in a critical position after too much exposure to the sun. As we waited, one tall, thin doctor walked up to us. His veins were popping out. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to speak, "I'm sorry -" ** And that, my dear friends is how fate chose neither of the options, "love or live," for how could I live after all I'd passed and how could I love after how life had dealt with me. But besides all this, my father smiled and if that wasn't queer, I don't know what is.

Jamal can't love me because Jamal can't feel. Jamal is cursed. ﹏﹏﹏﹏ JAMAL. There is a tugging pain in my chest as I watch her run away. I want to stop her, I want to run after her. But I do nothing but stare as she leaves me alone. Is it tears that I feel prickling my eyes. I have never cried my whole life. But what else would I expect, everything about Sarafina makes me do things I have never done. I don't know what this is but one thing I know is after now...

Everything he has given is only painful and he says that this is love. Not wrong that love is painful, but along with that pain, it also gives medicine to heal the wound. If love is pain, then medicine is also the same. But the wounds given by Hades are really those whose medicine is nowhere. Not even with Hades. In such a situation, when Alessandra, who had the power to recover on her own, wanted to give him a chance to complete his words, then she was sad inside, seeing his silence. His silence was only adding to her disappointment. She was so sad that she was even tired of waiting for him.

Jayden then steps forward, capturing everyone's attention like the firework display that marked Mulan's triumph. "Love, as I've come to know it, isn't just a simple 'happily ever after' at the end of a storybook. It's messy, it's complicated, and sometimes it's even a little bit...beastly. But then someone comes along, someone like you, Kiara, and makes it all worth it." His gaze is as intimate as a secret, filled with a devotion so deep it could make even the stone gargoyles of Notre Dame come alive.

And now maybe Dad. And me? I’m left behind again. Watching everyone I love walk into the dark. I don’t even notice the door creak open at first. My sobs are muffled against the blanket, my breath ragged, the words “I love you, Jewel” looping inside my head until it hurts. Footsteps—slow, deliberate—make me lift my gaze. Jace stands in the doorway, shadows clinging to him like he belongs to them. His eyes scan me—red-eyed, broken, clutching myself—and something in his face twists. Not pity. Not softness. Something heavier.

The path ahead would be treacherous, but he refused to let despair consume him entirely. Taking a deep breath, Jaden closed his eyes, his mind filling with memories of happier times, moments of laughter, and tenderness shared with Willow. Despite the pain, a flicker of hope sparked within him. Love may have betrayed him, but he would not let it define his existence. With a renewed sense of purpose, he vowed to uncover the truth and reclaim the love that was rightfully his. And in that desolate dungeon, as the darkness threatened to engulf him, Jaden found solace in his own strength, determined to emerge from the depths of despair and forge a path toward the light once more.