Novel & Cerita Love Is Dark

"No one has ever made you feel the way I make you feel. No one ever will. I've made sure of that. I've made sure that every time someone touches you, you'll compare them to me. Every time someone kisses you, you'll wish it was my mouth. Every time someone tries to love you, you'll know in your heart that they can never love you the way I love you." He said it. He said the word. Love. He wasn't talking about sweet love or gentle love or the kind of love that filled poetry books and romance movies. He was talking about dark love. Obsessive love. The kind of love that consumed everything in its path and left nothing behind. I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes.

“Then embrace it, my love,” he murmured, his voice a dark lullaby. “Let the darkness take hold, let it fill you with power.” I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensations flooding my body. I could feel the shadows whispering to me, wrapping around my soul, urging me to give in completely. This was my twisted reunion with The Watcher—a bond forged in darkness, a love born from chaos. As the night wore on, I knew I was stepping further away from the light, deeper into the shadows where I could truly belong.

(DARK LOVE) “LOVE is sweet and kind, but at times it is cruel and always dark.” Haruna explains and simply about that fact that everyone felt and currently having in different meanings and ways. “Alliah is just a victim of that pure emotion that turns into obsession and lust. She is not like what you are seeing her. She is a broken piece that pain and love was taken advantage off.” She lays the facts. The deeper truth that she saw from Alliah’s past back then. The past that she choses to undo, taking the different road and all for wanting that love that she shouldn’t be coveting. All from that day where everything started.

Our Love In The Dark has finally come to light. This the end of our story.

, she said looking at him with a different kind of emotion in her eyes which Samrat is failed to read for the first time. She is saying thank you for being on her side when she has no one around and sorry for not having the potential in her to love him back. Even she wants to give him a chance but she can't. She is not that matured to forgive him . The things he did to gain her are forgivable. Now also she can't predict that how moch extent he can go for her . The love which is turned out to be very dark for both of them . "HIS DARK LOVE ".

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

"Using you? You're flattering yourself. Serena, you were nothing but a tool to me. From the beginning until now, the only person I've ever truly loved is Wilma." Serena collapsed to the floor, sobbing inconsolably. Her face was streaked with tears. She had completely broken down. As I watched it all unfold, I felt nothing but revulsion and anger. Lucas Thorne, the one who once said he loved me, was now spewing cruel, heartless words to destroy another woman. He made it seem as if proving his loyalty to me would erase the damage he caused. The more ruthless he acted, the more my disappointment grew.

"Whatever feelings you developed were one-sided." "Because you were too obsessed with the company and then too obsessed with her." Sophia pointed at Lily. "But I could have made you happy if you'd just seen me." "By betraying my partner and helping Victor steal Thompson Enterprises?" My voice went cold. "That's not love, that's manipulation and obsession." "I was trying to remove the obstacle keeping us apart." Sophia looked at Lily with genuine hatred now. "If you'd taken Victor's offer and left, Alexander would have seen that I was the better choice."

Everything was submerged in the depths of black colour. Hades liked this black color. Because he liked being in the dark. He hated the light. There was only one shining star in his life which was pleasing to his eyes—Alessandra. There was only one who resided in his eyes like a light or a gleam. Her smile was like shining lightning. Her eyes were like a galaxy. In which more than crores of stars were involved. The number of stars that combined to illuminate a sky, more stars than that used to reside in her eyes. That was the beauty of her sparkling gray eyes. The picture in the room also had the shape of Alessandra, but the difference was that of life. He wanted it alive and was now ready to