Novel Punished By His Love Novels & Stories

Pain shot through my bones but I kept quiet, swallowing the pain. Could the moon goddess see it all? Was this what she wanted? Or was this punishment for not dying when my mate did? I closed my eyes tightly. Perhaps I should have died three years ago. There was nothing for me in this world. Nothing. I had lost far too much and lived such a miserable life. I had sinned. My eyes flashed open as I looked around the dirty cell I was in. This was my punishment. My punishment for loving a bastard. "How dare you?" I whispered, digging my nails into the dirt. Anger burned within.

Nicholas is concerned about her and believes she may become sick as a result of getting soaked in the rain, so he opens the umbrella and approaches her. Sarah said, “Am I that bad that the entire world hates me? What mistake did I make that forced me to face everyone's hatred? Am I that disgusted that my own mother despises me? She feels embarrassed that I am her….I'm her daughter.” She continues, “What mistake did I make? My only mistake was that I loved you. Is this wrong? Is it wrong to love? I expressed my feelings to you with all my heart, and you rejected them; yet, it was not my fault, so why do I have to take this punishment? Why am I punished for loving you? Why do I still have to s

I just know that Mathew’s and Raquel punishment has to be something unforgettable, no one would ever dare try to something this despicable to someone ever again. I felt a burning rage inside of me, looking at the lady who was asleep, her red and swollen face. How could she have been punished so much just for loving. For loving the wrong person. God, did Matthew deserve the worst punishment ever. He emotionally and mentally abused her to the point that she based her happiness on his. How dare him say he was even in love with her when he did this? Why did he just call off the marriage once he found out about Raquel? Why did he have to drag an innocent person through this and fuck with her life

“I will never truly be in love with anyone like a normal love, falling in love. Someone like her does not need to have someone like me in love with her. “I have done terrible things in my life. Things which I can never be forgiven. I killed people. People I did not have the right to execute. “I have thought I will never walk this path of redemption. Whenever I saw signs of regret, I buried them and thought I did nothing wrong. “I thought I had killed people who wanted to kill me. I thought I was a survivor. But today, when Keirah called me the bullet, my sins flashed up to me and they are heavy to carry. “No sin goes unpunished in this world. That is what you have always said, Zia. How big i

Seeing the Bennetts again made me feel annoyed. I'd specifically forced myself to change transportation several times to get to this remote little town, all so I could spend my final moments alone in peace. But they just had to chase after me, acting like they actually cared about me. If they really cared, why would I have endured those eight years of being tortured by guilt and constantly punished by Kayla to atone for my sins? Watching Kayla pick up her phone to actually contact a medical team, I struggled to call out a single word, "Kayla."

"I swear on my life. I didn't do it." "Oh Lucienne, it's your word, against the pack’s. And if you claimed not to do it, who did? Me? My parents? The guards? Or the ones who suffered for months to plan the event?" Daniel questioned, and the pack members around just hissed, throwing more infuriating words to fuel his anger. "Believe me, please," I begged. "After what you did to your former pack? Impossible!" He scoffed and crouched to my level, his eyes which were supposed to hold love and care for me as his mate, now holding so much hatred and contempt. "How many punishments do you have pending, Lucienne?”

“Don, just days ago, she sold the wedding ring to raise money for your medicine. “A year ago, she sold the necklace that was your token of love… “Now that she’s sold the ring too, she’s truly at the end of her road… “Isn’t this punishment too harsh?” Zann’s face hardened instantly. “She’s my wife. I know what I’m doing! This punishment is about to end. “Wandi is highly sensitive. Even a day less of punishment could trigger her condition!” I staggered backward as my tears finally broke free. Everything I had done, in his eyes, was to avenge Wanda. And I was nothing more than a fool he could trample on.

Elizabeth continued. "Since then his attitude had become cold and indifferent as it took him weeks to get out of his traumatized state, he then had concluded that all girls were the same and swore never to fall in love again, he also prevented girls from getting close to him, if not for the fact that Elizabeth was his childhood friend she would have also got the same treatment from him," Eric said as he had taken over from Elizabeth.

The pain corrupted in a way that I couldn't even describe how much a heart full of lamentations could unleash in this way, becoming trapped between memories and beliefs of an unshakable love. Chained to the De Angelis' grand mansion, I still have my doubts if it was Giovanni who negotiated for Stefanno not to want to marry me, that was the final nail in the coffin of my hopes of getting out of there. As punishment for causing so much discord among our own family for a love as painful as every rumbling beat of those thunders against the glass windows, for all our love is deep, strange I admit the blood runs in our veins and the womb of which we are fruits inconveniently creates connections be

“You are the most precious thing in my life, Adele. You are my anchor of humanity, but don’t forget, I am the devil. The devil has things to do.” I sighed as I knew his following words would turn my world upside down. “There is love and punishment. Yesterday you were punished, and today, I will make love to you,” He snaked his hands under my thighs and lifted me in his arms. “And what’s my punishment for my sin against you?” “Shhh... it’s time to love,” He rested my body in the middle of the bed as I extended my wrist towards him. “Aren’t you going to cuff my hands? You don’t want me to touch you, remember?” I uttered.