Loved By Loveless Novels & Stories

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

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.

“And the full Nightshade family is in danger after that, they cleanse him of you.” Execution. “There's no possibility of you winning this,” Elias' voice goes soft. “You can only choose the version of loss where one person is safe.” He steps closer, “you think love is stable.” I don’t respond. “It is not, it's destabilizing and rough.” His voice becomes gravelly and hoarse as he stares at me dead in the eyes. “ you think you can withstand the heat, you cannot. Not without burning everything to the ground.” My jaw tightens.

Winson murmured, biting his lip playfully. Lorain set the glasses down and walked toward him, her steps slow and teasing. She climbed onto the bed and leaned over him. Their lips met — soft at first, then deepened with passion. “I love you, Lorain,” Winson whispered between kisses. “I promise… I’ll never make the same mistakes again.” “I love you too, Winson,” Lorain replied. And in that moment, their love was sealed once more — not just with vows, but with hearts that had finally found their way back home.

“Why do you think he’s doing this?” “He did a lot of things before you even noticed, Brett.” She said. “He... He wants me. And he says he loves me.” My heart stopped beating for a second. At least, that’s what I felt like. I couldn’t digest what she just said. Does Parker love Chloe? How in the hell is that possible? “And you?” “Huh?” “Do you love him too?” I asked, praying hard for her answer to be a no. “No.” She immediately said. Relief washed over me for some unknown reason. “I’m his obsession, Brett. There is no real love. In real love, people do not hurt each other.”

he mocks. “You do realise that sounds exactly like something she’d do, right?” I deadpan. He stiffens as his eyes blow wide, “She fucking well better not, I don’t want an animai. I learned the hard way; love is a load of shit. It’s like that drug humans take for cancer, what is it called? Chamo… chemotherapy! That’s it. You take this drug that’s meant to save your life, but while it’s supposedly doing that it’s eating away at every good cell and making you sicker and sicker until you either die or miraculously, manage to survive. Love is a poison and slowly it’s just going to eat away at you until there’s nothing left,” he says bitterly. You don’t become this bitter unless you truly were in

“How could you believe these, I never once made you doubt my loyalty to you even as your contracted wife, Ethan.” “I know Elah, I allowed my jealousy to get the better side of me.” “Ethan, how do I know this is not just another of your games?” I asked, skeptical. He shook his head, despair in his eyes. “I lost everything, Elah. I lost you. I lost myself. I can not change the past, but I want to make amends.” “If I was joking, I wouldn't be here kneeling in public and telling you how much I want you Elah. You have shown me what true love really is. I had not experienced the kind of love you showed me during those times we were together.”

The sweet and thoughtful Brianna had become cold and selfish. “I love you so much..” Lorenzo sobbed. My insides trembled upon hearing those words again. I felt like my ears tinged and my blood boiled as anger flared up in my system. “Stop lying!” I screamed and tried to push him again, using all my strength. “How the f**k can you say that, if all you have ever done in those two years were f**k different girls?! Do you even know the meaning of love?!” I gritted as I tried to get rid him off me.

“Felix, you idiot.” When I woke up, my face was already streaked with tears. I had been holding onto Eugene’s hand so tightly that my nails had dug into his skin. “Sorry, I got drunk,” I muttered. Eugene was quiet for a while before he finally asked, “Who’s Felix?” I couldn’t remember the last time I had heard someone say his name. It was as if the world had chosen to forget him. “He was my love,” I replied softly.

There was no trace of the defeated, joyless man he became after being forced to marry me in our past life. This moment only solidified my decision. 'Noah, in this life, I will never love you again. If it's true love you want, I'll let you chase it. Just don't count me in,' I thought. I glanced at his face, now visibly twisted with frustration, and repeated my refusal. "If you didn't believe me the first time, I'll say it again. Noah, I will never be your girlfriend. Not now. Not ever." Each word left my mouth slowly with finality. His expression turned even darker.