Mash Burnedead Love Interest の小説・ストーリー

"No, I just put flowers in my books." She smiled and looked proudly at the dried flower in the book that lay just above his picture. Sanbal, who was sitting next to her, bowed her head and looked at the picture and then at her face which had every color of love scattered on her face. "Wow so much love and you used to collect pictures of him right?" Laughing, Sanbal pointed to the picture in the book. He was smiling and his eyes were enchanted. It is not wrong to say that he was very handsome. Ozgul, who was sitting in front, also lost heart.

"You're still so young. What if he's not…" "He is mum, I know he is." She sighs. "Baby, first love is intense but it doesn't mean it's…" She looks at me and doesn't finish that sentence. "I know people who… ok, so you remember the stories of Tasha Palmer? She was obsessed with Alpha Abaddon for years, she convinced herself they were meant to be, that the goddess got it wrong, even after he married Sera and they were pregnant. She wouldn't let it go."

Annabelle begins to cry as each mouse climb on to her, their tiny teeth stinging, leaving marks on her. " Arrghhhhhh" Annabelle screamed, her flesh being gnawed upon. "Pleeeeeeeease!" ********* Richard opens his eyes. Beads of sweat formed on his eyes and nose populating his face. He couldn't get the image out of his mind. He couldn't get Annabelle's corpse out of his mind. He needed to do something quickly. This was the only woman he had ever loved. " you will see me, but only when you are out of this dungeon" she had said. Her words accompanied by a soul-resurrecting smile.

I was in love with him. @Death Wish

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

I don’t remember the fire well enough, but I know there was a girl in there with me; a girl I fell in love with……. My dreams haunt me, plaguing my mind with images of two girls, one whose hand I held while the other cried behind the wall between us. Dad says the other girl died; her remains were too charred for anyone to recognize her. Besides that, Bianca was my real love; she confirmed it… she has the birthmark on her shoulder. I have found my true love; the contract between us was done….. So why does this feel like……..like I’m watching something that belongs to me slip through my fingers?

"But Mark, my illness is cured now. I know I was wrong. Can we start over? I mistook my feelings for Alex as love. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ignored everything you did for me all those years. Please come back to me…" I shook my head. "Carolyn, life doesn't give us second chances. What's gone is gone. The love between us can't be made whole again." At that moment, Beth stepped forward and gently held my hand. Seeing that, Carolyn finally lowered her head in defeat. Silent tears slipped down her cheeks. The pain she had been holding back finally erupted. Tears poured out like a broken string of beads, and her sobbing echoed through the quiet night. Not wanting her to ruin Beth's mood, I quic

The words burned into my retinas, colder and sharper than any physical blade. The little good feeling I still carried for Kael Blackwood didn't just break, it shattered into a million pieces of lethal, jagged ice. He had never loved me. He had used my brain, my dedication, and my body as a stepping stone to smuggle his real lover into the most exclusive matchmaking event on the continent. And now, to ensure their perfect fraud remained a secret, they were planning to dump my dead body at the bottom of a ravine. And I was too blind to notice before.

"What makes you want to marry me?" "Why not you?" "Do you have feelings for me?" "Never expect that from me, sweetheart." "So you're saying you'll kill my enemies, exact vengeance for me, and fuck me ; all I have to do is sign a piece of paper?" "It's not just any piece of paper. Paper stating that you are mine." I stared into his cold eyes; he had blood on his cheeks and shoulder from where my hand had been cut. My heart skipped a beat, and he took my breath away. I'll be liberated and no longer on the run. I don't have to be concerned. I just can't seem to fall in love.