Love Left Her For Dead Novels & Stories

She laughed into her vulnerable fate. Just a sign of papers, And it's the end. She vowed to never fall in love again... She placed the divorce paper on the table, she looked at him. He was still not that much affected, instead, his eyes were ragging in madness. " It was the end for us. And just like my love, You are dead to me too. Goodbye, I am leaving." She whispered the dreadful words to him, As she removed the love locket from her neck and placed it on his hand.

” Cahira said softly, trying to not hurt her anymore but she needed her to get with it so they could live through the night. “Don’t this is all my fault. I should have waited. I should have left him behind. It's my fault, me. They are all dead because of me Cahira!” Levi screamed at her. Dead. Rose’s eyes flashed before her eyes as the arrow pierced her chest. The way she collapsed and hit the ground. Brandon’s voice echoed through her mind. “Levi…I Love you. I have always loved you. I wish I had told you earlier. I’ll always love you. Always.” Brandon’s voice broke off.

" With that he jerked her away making her almost fell on the grass but the chair supported her. Her eyes watched his back as he soon enough disappeared from her gaze, she had no idea for how long she kept on standing at the same spot but that time she realised one thing. Indeed she was living in a delusion, her Ace was dead, the night she left him in the hands of her executioner, he died and his love ended for her as well. She numbly took a seat on the chair before mumbling under her breath. "But I love you, I love you so much that now it hurts." She whispered closing her eyes.

She didn’t want to leave Zachary with misconceptions toward her at her death. This may be a little selfish, but she wanted to leave a beautiful image of herself in her beloved’s heart. She couldn’t see the gradual iciness in Zachary’s eyes. She continued hugging him and passionately exclaimed, “Zachary, did you know? I was so excited and so happy when you told me you loved me. I wished that I could throw myself into your arms and tell you I loved you too. I wanted to hold you and never be apart from you. But Lorraine and Jebediah poisoned you. They wouldn’t give you the antidote unless I left you. There was no other way to save you except to leave you… Now, it’s not important anymore. I want

Until three years ago, during an argument, I demanded he choose between me and Ava. In response, he had his men lock me in my rooms and take away my phone. That winter, locked in the estate's basement, I nearly broke. In the end, I gave in and begged for mercy. There was a time we were truly in love. When we were younger, he even took a bullet for me, fired by a rival family. Whatever love we'd had was gone. It was time to make a clean break. Without any hesitation, I answered the voice on the other end of the phone. "I'm sure."

But I can't blame anyone right now. "She's dead." The nurse adds. _________ SFTC: I Love You - Alex & Sierra

The weight of her impending departure settled heavily on my shoulders, a burden I knew I would carry for the rest of my life. "Richard..." she mumbled weakly, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and sadness. I held her hand tightly, feeling the warmth slowly fade away. "I love you." Tears welled up in my eyes as I choked back a sob, realizing that these might be the last words she would ever speak to me. With a trembling voice, I whispered, "I love you too. Please wake up; I am nothing without you." The cave fell silent, except for the sound of our heavy breathing. The weight of her absence settled upon me, leaving me feeling lost and uncertain of how to navigate a world without her.

But instead, a bitter realization tasted like ash in my mouth. Leaving meant admitting the truth I had spent years trying to bury: Loving Adrian Michael had been the most catastrophic mistake of my life. A small, jagged smile curved my lips. Not that he had ever noticed. Not that he had ever cared to look. I shook the thought away, standing up to stretch my stiff limbs. The quiet of the penthouse felt eerie tonight, like the calm before a storm. Adrian wasn't home yet, nothing unusual there. He was likely with Melissa Peterson, or perhaps surrounded by the hollow laughter of his wealthy circle at some exclusive club.

I heard Edward say before two large hands pulled me into a hug from behind but I refused to go along with his words. “Get away from her, you sick freak!” I yelled, digging my nails into Edwards’s arms as he picked me up. I could only hear my mother choking out in pain before Draven finally released his grip, dropping her on the ground. My eyes froze on her body as she stayed still and I felt my own body droop into Edward’s arms as I broke down on the ground. “She’s fine.” I heard Draven mutter and I looked up to glare at him, hatred filling my eyes as I brushed away my tears.

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.