My Broken Love Story Novels & Stories

“ I still stand on my decision and it's final Alex. I need a divorce.” Alex froze, blinking as if the words were foreign. “What? You dare not! Don't dare me Caro...” “You heard me,” she said, stepping away from him, pulling open the closet doors. “ I’m done. You don’t get to keep me in this prison you built with deceive ness and call it love.” His laugh was harsh and mocking. “You’ re not serious. You think you can survive without me? We are your only family” “ I know I can,” she said.

I looked down. A tear slipped from my eye into the pool. “It’s sounds like you already do love.” She leaned to see my face. “It’s broken. I don’t get to love. Not this time.” I played with my fingers. “If it’s true love, it can’t be broken. It can only be interrupted. If it’s true love, it will always come together. If not now, then later.” She smiled. “He didn’t want me. He couldn’t accept who I am. What I am.” I wipe my face.

At one point, I was in awe of my own wolf but the second, I could not imagine the amount of pain he would suffer if anything would go wrong. My hands were now on the mattress, inches away from her sleek fingers. I internally practised being soft because she seemed breakable even if I held her hand with my usual strength, I would still hurt her. "Just, fucking hold it, Adriel. She won't bite!" Zion shouted in my head, enough short on patience.

In his time as a True Crime writer, Byron had interviewed many people, many of them disturbed or troubled in some way. In these interviews, he would often run up against what he called The Breakdown, to the point where, due to the pressures of telling him their story a person would hit an unknown well of feelings and just… shut down, usually in a maelstrom of tears. They always recovered but it was at a point that Byron always hated, even dreaded.

Everyone of us is broken in one way or the other. We just find a way, a thing or a person that glues us together. And sometimes, we don’t even find that so we learn to live with our broken parts and wait for that day when they will stop hurting. ~ A. Gupta Violet

He looks crushed, his hands now held to his face as he shivers with each breath. “K-Kain…” I stutter out his name nervously. “Don’t do this… you’ll never be happy in a union like that. It’ll only bring you suffering and I can’t bear to see you go through such pain,” I utter quietly. I reach out my hands to offer him some form of comfort. However, he withdraws away from me gently. “I’m sorry…” Those words wound my already broken heart. Just from the tone of his voice and how he appears, I know he has resigned to this blackmail. I can’t let our relationship end like this! I won’t!

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

’ I say as Edmond comes to sit beside me. ‘I love you mate’ I tell him as I stare up at him, right through his eyes. ‘I love you too a billion times’ he says as he devours my mouth. My life is so full now and I would never exchange this for nothing in the world. If there is one thing I have learnt, it is that nothing really is impossible because if a broken Pieces of a heart could be fixed, then everything can be fixed once you find the right people. The end.

And the spirit woke the boy up, the spirit told him that his friends betrayed him and because of the sword that was used on him his descendants won't be able to cross to the other worlds and also from today on his body has become spirit, if any of his descendants try to visit the other world. Its skin would peel to death and friends' love will spread both old and new world. The spirit died and his body vanished away. The boy gets up angrily and vows to destroy their love, he succeeds because the lady gets married to someone else after a huge bribe was given to her father not to let her daughter get married to the guy. Anytime the descendants of those two lovers try to fall in love with each

"Now, that is an understatement of this century. 'never enough' more like not at all. When we were little you made all my friends your friends- you made them hate me. you made them call me trash. You made Everyone hate me including Daddy. I was so hungry for love. just once, I wanted to know how it feels to be loved by someone. just once, but you made sure I never get that." Rori who I think was the only one strong enough to love me doesn't love me anymore. It shouldn't but her marriage feels like a betrayal. Like a knife to my chest, "never, not once." He laughs again at my outburst. "You know Beryl, let me tell you a story. There was a bear who loved this deer, it was obvious their love. I