Painful Love Novels & Stories

Are you willing to let your family die because of you? My fingernails dug into my hands, already bloodied. Tears streamed down my cheeks, falling to the floor and turning into blood-stained pearls. "I hate you, Cyrus!" In response, I got a kiss that was so fierce I couldn't breathe. Cyrus growled, "You hate me? What right do you have to hate me?!" I didn't speak, his kiss making me dizzy and confused. These days, I was less and less conscious and aware, to the point where I almost forgot how in love we were in the past.

"Don't cry, Amanda. Everything's going to be okay…" Moonlight bathed their tangled figures in a hazy glow, casting everything in an intimate blur. Louis was this gentle with everyone, so who was it that he truly loved? I watched the video over and over again like some twisted form of self-punishment. Finally, I let out a bitter, resigned laugh and saved the video. A message from Louis came through next. "Jody, does your injury still hurt? I'm sorry for hurting you today, but you really went too far with Amber.

It left behind an itch he couldn't scratch, and an ache he couldn't name. The pain and hatred twisted together, tormenting him night after night. When he closed his eyes, all he could see was Natalie's face. So, he had chosen to destroy her. To erase the one person who made him feel like he had lost control. Yet, hearing the news of her death was like a dull knife plunging into his chest, slicing through him with slow, excruciating pain. He could barely breathe. When Luke remained silent, Queenie's eyes reddened as tears welled up.

Just if he was a normal person like Aaron. ‘Aaron is also like him’ a voice whispered to her. “But he tries”, she said out loud and Alex looked at her funny. “What?” “Nothing! Why can’t you just leave me alone?!” She yelled. “I can’t, I’m obsessed with you. I think about you all the time”. “You see, that is the problem. You don’t love me, you’re obsessed with me, you want to have me, nobody else can have me because you want to have me. Like I’m a fucking piece of paper or something”, she yelled.

I put her picture frame back on the nightstand and open the cupboard and picked up a diary from there. It was Niyati's diary in which she has written about our love. The love from which she never got anything except tears and pain. In the midst, she may have found happiness, too, but only for some time, but the pain had become her permanent companion. I had read this story a little from the beginning but when thinking of her smiling face in starting and seeing her weeping face in Last, I didn't want to read further and today, 4 years later on her birthday, I will be going to read this story again with great courage.

“I am for sale anyway, so it didn’t matter who I’m sold to.” She said it so lightly and was expressionless as if that kind of pain had long been too extreme that it turned into numbness. Nigel’s heart was like being stung by ten thousand steel needles. It was incomparably and extraordinarily painful. He took a step forward and pushed the two strong men away, then said fiercely, “Whoever dared to harass Sabrina in the future would have a blood feud with me, Nigel Conor. Whatever I said just now is absolutely true! If you don’t believe it, you could see for yourselves!”

"You can't force love by tightening your grip. The harder you hold on, the more likely it is to break." Immediately, Gian shrugged his father's hand away. His eyes burned with unshed tears. "You don't understand!" His voice cracked. "I love her! I can't lose her!" For the first time in several minutes, Aurelia and Gian truly looked at one another. Beneath the hurt, love was still there. Beneath the disappointment, longing still remained. Both of them wanted to reach across the distance. But pride and heartbreak stood between them like an unscalable wall.

A painful feeling Camille was beginning to feel different feelings for Andy, she did not stop thinking about it day and night, she did not even change the sheet where they made love, she adored having the smell of her first man impregnated in her bed, after definitely saying no to her possessive but adored boss, he felt that his heart was going to jump out of his chest, he really wanted to cry and he did not deprive himself of doing so, he thought that the most painful of loves was forbidden love, he returned his feelings, but he was soon going to marry the woman he had known all his life, she was a simple apparition, there was nothing he could do.

“I suppose your answer is no, then? You’ve decided to keep the mating bond with him, haven’t you?” “But how else can I end the pain?” I asked. “It’s so hard to bear most of the time.” “True love can sometimes be painful, my child,” the woman replied. “But love belongs to the brave ones – the ones who can endure the pain and overcome it. I see that you are brave. You feel pain because you love your mate deeply, but you are weighed down by doubts. You don’t trust him, nor do you trust the bond. You believe your mate has forgotten you… but perhaps that isn’t true.”

Another tear rolled down my cheek. “Tell me that you didn't feel anything.” He said and continued. “That your heart didn’t race, that you don’t burn for me as I burn for you— That this distance isn’t killing you as much as it kills me!” He pressed on and his heavy breaths hit my skin. I shut my eyes and bit back a sob. Why was love so painful? “Tell me, Amber,” Alexander pressed on. “Tell me that you do not love me. That you do not desire me as I desire you.” my eyes slowly opened and I parted my lips to tell him that I loved him — that I cared about him.