Love Requires Sacrifice Novels & Stories

Daisy fell to her knees soaked in tears -- Maybe somethings are better left undone, Not everything works out for us, some love are not meant to be. Love means a lot of things. And, sacrifices is one of them. I can love you and still let you go....

And when his head rose she moved towards him. “What are you still doing here?” she ran her finger through his blond hair and smoothed it down until it was cupping his jaw. “Mother-,” he began to ask but hesitated. “What is the greatest act of love?” It didn’t take Ilana a breath to answer. “Sacrifice. The greatest act of love my son, is sacrifice.” “Sacrifice,” he whispered to himself. Archer was going exactly that. He was going to sacrifice the love he felt for Adalia so that she could love Xander.

, Loyalty cries out as we both work to compress his wounds. “I love you and I can’t live without you, but you won’t live without him, mi Amor, so I’m removing myself from the equation”, (my love) he whispers. Damn! My heart stops as the realization sets in… He loved her deeper, loved her stronger, loved her more than me. He loved her so hard that it made him able to sacrifice himself to her, and save me instead of himself!

She leaned her head on my shoulder and sighed out, stroking my arm lightly. “She really is.” “And I understand being able to give us up for her. In order for love to bloom, there must be sacrifice. An honour so precious can never be free. One is given two possible choices, to gain or to lose, and the extremities are painted black and white.” Annie stated, quoting a novel, I supposed. Her statement resonated in my head, making me internally question if there was a grey area between all this. One that allowed everything to play out according to all our wishes.

For the first time in his two thousand years of life, Lore was in love. He reached down and picked Sage up in his arms. For the first time, his anger at Sage’s betrayal dissipated slightly. Now he felt sorry for his cousin. He had fallen for the wrong girl, at the wrong time. He would have to sacrifice his love for the good of his race. Perhaps one day he would learn to forgive Lore for what he had to do, though Lore had a suspicion, now that he had felt the power of love, that Sage would never get over the loss of Scarlet. Lore was certain that even two thousand more years of life would do nothing to diminish the grief Sage would feel once his precious love was destroyed. But Lore had no ch

They have shared theirs and invited me into theirs. It's my time to let them in and invite them on in mine. For great love, you must go through the pain. To have all that you desire, you must sacrifice. Pain and love go hand in hand, for you cannot love if you don’t feel the pain of it, it goes together. You cannot know what you have until you have lost it all. And that’s what I realized during my break. I did what I had to do, even went away for a minute from my love to know how true that statement was.

"Shane, I'm sure Nat didn't mean to do this. She probably just loves you too much. You should try to understand her. After all, she comes from a poor family. She doesn't have money, let alone love." I couldn't hold back my laughter any longer. "You're wrong. I don't want his love anymore."

“You have fulfilled the vow, but one must stay in my stead.” The weight of her words settled over them like a fog. Ethan’s grip tightened, as though he could shield Sophia from whatever fate the spirit demanded. “No,” he said firmly. “We came together, and we’re leaving together.” The spirit’s expression softened for a moment, almost wistful. “Love is sacrifice,” she whispered, her gaze lingering on them. “One must give all, to set the other free.” Sophia’s heart pounded as she looked up at Ethan, panic filling her. “Ethan, we can’t—”

"Love isn't something you give to get something back. Love isn't control. Love isn't surveillance. Love isn't threats." "Then what is it?" he snarls. "It's showing up," I whisper. "It's bleeding for someone. It's sacrificing without keeping score. It's setting someone free and trusting them to choose you anyway." I think of Knoxx in that warehouse. The way he dropped his gun. The way he threw himself between Dolly's knife and our son. The way he would have given up everything he'd built just to bring Liam home safely. The way he's never once asked me for anything in return.

With a panicked expression, he explained, "No—I never wanted to hurt you. I love you, Quinn." Right as his words fell, his body trembled. Then, he fell to his knees and clutched his head in agony. It seemed like he was being tormented by a wave of unbearable pain. I knew that he was being punished for violating the laws of his world. I also knew that he was probably telling me the truth. However, his love was too cruel and selfish. He looked up at me with a desperate and pleading expression. "Look at me, Quinn—look at how much pain I'm in. I really love you. I want to be with you."