Novel & Cerita Pain In My Soul

A part of me dies when a part of you is hurt, especially if I cause that pain.. All Hearts !

By making love to each other ,not only their bodies but their souls become one. Dhruv never expected to get married and fall in love .He thought that he wasn't lucky and his tainted soul didn't deserve love . After Dhruti entered his life everything got changed. She loved him for the person he was...she understood his worth and he was a diamond. The way he accepted her childishness, her non stop blabbering and her short tempered nature ,She can't help but thank God enough for making him her life partner. It was the story of those untainted souls who suffered---- Dhruv ,Shrestha and Dharam.

As I feel the life inside me gone, my heart aches more than it has ever. I never thought I would ever feel a worse pain than what I felt when I lost my family. Oh! was I wrong, this pain is so much worse it's like someone has ripped my soul from my body and there's no way for it to return. I hate how my life has been turned upside down. I don't want to be a healer, I don't want to be anything, I just want to be left alone to die.

Pale threads of spirit energy were peeling away from the cracks that ran across his entire body, drifting off like bits of dead leaves. Every thread that tore loose sent a spike of hot pain through him, and his body wouldn't stop shaking. He couldn't hold back the groans, but it didn't matter. The barrier around this place ate every sound, so nothing got out. His eyes were half-closed, and the light behind them was barely a flicker now. But somewhere in there, there was still a stubbornness that wouldn't die and a love he refused to let go of. His soul was falling apart, and the pain had long since crossed into something beyond words, but he hadn't bent even once.

I need to get home quickly, shower, and get into bed. My ass and back hurt, but what hurts the most is my soul and heart. I feel short of breath, and this pain is so terrible. I never imagined that rejecting would be so painful. And it's not over yet. Klaus needs to accept my rejection, and the pain will worsen.

A sin he still didn't know how to atone for. Aurelia released a long breath and stared into the distance. "Why does my life have to be like this, God?" she whispered. The words were barely audible. Yet they struck Gian straight through the heart. He lowered his head and clenched his fists. Seeing her suffer without knowing he was there shattered him. He wanted to tell her everything would be okay. But the words wouldn't come. Because he knew sweet promises weren't enough anymore. What Aurelia needed wasn't reassurance.

"Watch what happens when someone forgets who holds the leash in Elite City. Watch the moment the spirit finally breaks. It’s a rare thing to see in its purest form." "Turn it off! For God’s sake, Jose, turn it off!" Martin yelled, lunging for the remote with a burst of desperate energy. Jose didn't even flinch. With a swift, brutal economy of motion, he caught Martin’s wrist mid-air. He twisted it with a sickening pop of the joint, forcing the younger man back down to his knees. "Look at her," Jose hissed, leaning down so his face was inches from Martin's. "Look at the fear you helped cultivate by giving her hope. Hope is the cruelest thing you can give a person in her position. It’s a poiso

She cried out loudly. My Iru is really in pain. I can only cure the pain of her body but the scars she has on her heart and mind, I can't cure those. People can try to change their future by working hard....... But the past ...... The Past Cannot be CHANGED..... Never ......

It was a growl, a growl that made me feel like he was going to kill everyone who had attacked us. “Get away from her!” Brayden shouted, out of control. An unnatural cold spread from the wound, invading every nerve, every cell. It was a pain that was not physical, but an agony that made me feel like my soul was disintegrating. I fell to my knees, the world moved around me, and then everything went black, but not a silent black, but a whirlwind of pain.

The pain I feel is deeper than any physical agony; it’s a soul-crushing weight that makes me feel as if I’m on the brink of losing everything I hold dear. "I don’t want him to hurt again; I just want him to be fine, to be with me," I whisper, my eyes still shut tight, but the tears keep falling, relentless and heavy as if each drop carries a piece of my anguish. The church remains silent, yet my cries echo in the stillness, a desperate plea for healing and hope.