Novelas y relatos de Love And Death

From enemies we become lovers. Maybe that is how things are meant to be. Opposites can never be entirely separated. As day is to night, hate to love, birth to death, and so on. We are all part of a grand scheme called LIFE. The greatest love is born from hate.

Rebecca concluded her story. By the time Rebecca finished her story, Rachel's eyes were already glittering with tears as she was crying, although it had never occurred to her that her mother was working for the organization, what pained her most was the pain her mother had passed through in the hands of the organization, they had killed her husband, depriving her of her love, even her mother did not know why they were pursued nor did she know why her husband was murdered, she did not feel any hatred towards her parents, rather her love for them grew, as she knew of the hardship her mother had gone through.

Cullen was standing next to her, holding her hand. He then looked at her face. “You know what? No matter what happens, I will love you forever even if I die.” Cullen said. Heart then looked at him and chuckled. “Hey, no one will die. But me too, even if I die, I will love you eternally. I love you so much, Cullen Lee.” Heart replied. “I love you more, even death will not separate us,” Cullen said. They were looking into each other’s eyes dearly and then had a passionate kiss.

Death. Was she at the door of death? But wasn’t in the sorrow of death were the proof of love, of the bonds that existed beyond this reality, beyond the spacetime, matter and energy that made the world real? Didn’t she knew that she would never leave this world alive? Yet for her part she intended to leave the biggest and most beautiful footprint she could. She wanted to give him an heir. A souvenir of their love, the countless heated nights. Maybe his wolf be right next to hers, that it was together they walk, together they could leave a path to guide their love.

I stood at the doorway, staring intently at the computers, and some of the samples of robots we've built, and those that we were still building, and that's when it hit me like a bolt of lightning; Park Min is dead, the team leader of the Robodriod is dead, A very good friend is dead and gone forever. Thinking about all these, I didn't know when I started to cry... ***

He couldn’t recall all of them cleanly, but a few lines returned to him. “On the slab of stone, in the rite of copulation, Tancorix cried; Her and her chosen lover, in torrid passion, both at once died. In the circle of life, death loomed fast on her shade. Until her ashes soul be fed, bled and reborn in a loving maid.”

'Love doesn’t die with death. Love is like liquid; when it pours out, it seeps into others’ lives. Love changes form and shape. Love gets into everything. Death doesn’t conquer all; love does. Love wins every single time. Love wins by lasting through death. Love wins by loving more, loving again, loving without fear.' 🌹🌹 Death (Part 1) 🌹🌹 Galore was confused. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖

Whereas Ray just stared deep into Justin's eyes getting like he was drowning in them, the giant smile on the elder's lips guiding his heart to its rightful owner. "Everytime you say that you love me I feel like I'm walJustin across the sky. You taught me the meaning of selflessness, of unconditional love that's beyond anyone's understanding and now the turn is mine so I vow to fight for our love, to protect you with my life, to give you the forever that you deserve and finally..." ," I promise to love you with undying passion both day and night." . "Now, you may Kiss your bride" The priest muttered a small sorry and corrected himself saying, husband.

For the first time in her life, she stood fearless in the face of the death, looking him into his empty sockets fearlessly. "There is no love, it's all useless formalities. See? I had 6 hearts who loved me upon their lives. What happened to them? Their formalities of love rendered them nothing but a terrible death at the hands of their own love", he snarled with an evil grin. "There is a space for love, for those who have loved without conditions, whose heart yearned for at least someone to love, for which we thrive for, which keeps us alive and even worth dying for.

Aiden pulled me into his arms tightly. "You still love him don't you." He whispered to me. He sounded so hurt. I felt terrible. "I don't know to be honest. I love you and I love being around you." I muttered into his chest. "Yes I know dear but you were with him for so long. You stayed with him through everything because you truly loved him. Love like that doesn't just disappear after two months." I didn't want to believe I still loved Mark. "I'm yours though." I said pointing to the mark on my neck.