Let's Kill This Love Novels & Stories

“Would he?” Moira silent. Didn’t need words. Question hung heavy. Brutal. Somewhere in woods, Killian ran. From ruins. Prophecy. Man he loved. How love someone meant to destroy you? How hold someone already lost?

She shakes her head “Let’s deal with it tomorrow” I shake my head “No I want to get this over and done with, help me go tonight and we can be on our way, the longer we leave it the better chance they have of finding us” I take both her hands and look into her eyes “He will kill us Lena, iv met him. He loves her and he will kill us in the blink of an eye. We need to get out of here before he has a chance” She frowns chewing her lip

Dennis's closed their distances and replied, "Because I loved you. Because I love you. Because I will love you forever. We are SEALED for eternity, Baby. No one can come in between us. No one can hurt you. You Belongs to me. You are MINE and I can and I will kill each and every person who dares to even think of hurting you" .... Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

“I did care for him once. But not anymore.” William blinked, clearly taken aback. “Why?” I met his eyes. “Back then, it wasn’t love. It was obsession. I thought if I kept holding on, one day he’d finally see me. But love doesn’t work like that.” I hesitated, my voice trembling. “And… I had a long dream. In that dream, you saved me. You were the only one who ever fought for me. So when I saw you again under the Blood Moon, I wasn’t scared. I was… moved. Because the memory of you wouldn’t let me stay calm.”

"One day the man who says that he's incapable of loving will fall. You will try to fight it, but it will be stronger than you…" Ash's eyes burned with savage fire. "What the fuck are you trying to say?!" Dry laughter escaped Estelle's mouth. Then she stepped back and raised the dagger to her neck. "I curse you, Ashtar Malachious! One day the words of love will burst out of your mouth, and that day will be your last!" She closed her eyes and moved the blade across her throat.

I sobbed. “No Darren do not say that. Do not ever say that. You are lying. You cannot love me and say you want them dead. You cannot. Love does not kill. Love does not destroy. Love does not punch until the person screams. Love does not make me bleed until I can barely breathe.”

I won’t be able to see you for a long time. The truth settled heavy in my chest, but it didn’t break me. It hardened me. I leaned down and brushed a kiss against his temple, feather-light. "This isn’t goodbye," I whispered. "It’s just… preparation." I straightened, picked up the blade, its familiar weight steady in my hand. Then, without looking back—because I knew I wouldn’t leave if I did—I walked to the door and slipped out into the cold night. The air hit me like a challenge. Stars burned overhead. The path ahead was dark, uncertain, and dangerous. But my steps didn’t hesitate. Because love wasn’t always staying. Sometimes, it was walking straight into the darkness— So the one you loved

“I know you can do it. It’s what mom and dad said right? Protect what you love if you didn’t kill me at this point you don’t love me; think of it this way Lil sis, ‘you kill the people you love because you don’t want them to be hurt anymore from this cruel world. Isn’t that what they mean? If you don’t kill me now, I’ll be hurt, I’ll be beaten up, the organization will have me and put all the blame on me. They’ll treat me as inhuman can you imagine that? So if you love me, kill me, cause that what love is.” And with that, she pulled the trigger.

“No, Amara, don’t even think that way. If I’m the one who ruined your life, then let me be the one to bring you peace. I want a future for us, a future with our daughter in it. I want us to become each other’s home, to heal together instead of tearing each other apart.” Amara's eyes darted around the room, desperation etched on her face. Her gaze landed on a basket filled with fruits, and among them lay a knife, its blade sharp and deadly. Without a moment's hesitation, she snatched the knife, her grip tightening around the handle. “I will never love you or your daughter,” she said, tears streaming down her cheeks, each drop marking her pain. “I hate both of you. And if loving you and that c

She lifts her gaze to meet mine fully. “I loved you when you were powerful. I loved you when you were uncertain. I loved you before I knew what I was.” Emotion rises sharp and fast. “And I will love you even when I must stand above you.” The words hurt. But they are honest. Silence settles again. Then Death speaks one final time. “Your fear is based on a false premise.” I look up sharply. “What premise?” “That love can be engineered.” Nova squeezes my hand. Death’s voice remains steady.