Porque Es Tan Cruel El Amor Novels & Stories

“The first time? Yes, it does. But if you’re with someone who loves you, who truly cares about you… the pain changes. It becomes something else. Something… beautiful.” Araceli nodded slowly, the words echoing hollowly inside her. That conversation did nothing to calm her. Because he didn’t love her. And he certainly didn’t care. And tonight… she would have to endure something that was neither beautiful nor loving. Only cruel.

I hated you so hard that I decided to tame you and give you all this fake marriage world, only to destroy everything just right before your eyes. ​ “Like everything just was delicious. Never real. Do you understand!” His nose flares with rage as he declares everything, leaving her heart shaken to the core, and she loses her mind, shouting with all her might. ​ “But Why?” ​ “Why?” ​ “Give me the reason! You damn it!” She reached and held his collar, gritting her teeth, “Why are you so cruel to me? What the hell did I do to deserve this?” ​ His icy gaze clashed with her burning gaze.

If anyone looked too closely, they would see the truth: that she had given her heart wholly to a man who had just shattered it. Deep down, Amara knew she loved Adrian more than she should. She had fallen too fast, too recklessly, as though her soul had recognized something in him before her mind could resist. But love was cruel when it was not returned with equal strength. How much pain could one heart endure before it collapsed beneath its own weight?

“Answer me. Are you falling for him?” I hissed and sat up on the bed. I was angry at her for the rude behavior, but I still whispered, “That’s the most ridiculous question of the whole century.” Freya folded her arms. “Then say it. Say you don’t feel anything.” “I can never fall in love with him,” I spat, though the words scratched my throat. “Never. Not after everything he has done to me. Not after the pain, the torment. He’s cruel. He’s cold. One moment he crushes me, the next moment he acts like he wants me close, like he wants to hold me.”

Love was always tainted and impure--making one biased, blind and depressed for a long time. Even if you finally get the one you love, either it slows down, stagnates, flourishes, dissolves or faces a seven-years-itch. Love is tender--true. Love is difficult--true again. Love is beautiful--hmm… Maybe. Love is cruel--Hell, yes! Love is nourishing--Could be… Love is deteriorating--Yes! Love damages you completely… is what no one is ready to speak out loud. We are scared thinking about popping someone's bubble of hope. But isn't it cruel to watch them fall right in front of your eyes???

What I felt at that time was something I don't wish to repeat again. "Wow. That is quite a story. Steph, I know that you are still hurt by what that jerk did to you, but I promise not to put you on the same experience. I love you with all of my heart and would like to spend the rest of my days with you. This I know for sure that it is you that I love. I know you might feel uncomfortable being with me and having so many rivals since they all throw themselves at me, but I want you to know that I love you. I have never felt this way before with anyone, not even my former girlfriend.

"Don't confuse cruelty with hatred. I don’t hate you. I don't hate anyone. Only those who can love can truly hate, and love is one of the many things I lost long ago." He spread my legs open and mounted on top of me, his eyes boring into mine with unbridled malice. "I know it's hard for you to understand, but in this world, some creatures just want to hurt others for no reason at all. And that's exactly what I’m going to do - hurt you very, very badly. But I have to warn you, sweetheart, don’t make a sound. If you do, it’ll turn me on, and fucking a low-bred ugly girl like you is the last thing I want to do in this world.”

Nothing in his handsome features said he was trying to fool me, but it wasn’t like I was the best judge of character considering I’d fallen for Griff. He leaned forward, his brows raised as though waiting for me to respond. I licked my dry lips. “How can I feel remorse for a grifter who seduced me, broke my heart, and stole my pack? We were supposed to be mates.” “Would you believe that I understand your pain?” he said, his voice soft. “Love is an emotion exceedingly more dangerous than hate or fear or fury. When scorned, it can inspire people to commit atrocities.” “Then why am I being punished?”

When I asked, I didn't think my voice would come out so hoarse. "Because your despicable father was in love with my aunt," said Edim in a disgusted voice. He began to pace nervously in front of the door. "This made it permissible to do anything for him." My eyes opened in horror. "This... This is so illogical, why would he kill your family even if he's in love with your aunt?" "Isn't it illogical? I think it's unbelievably illogical." He took a deep breath and said, “Still, there is a reason for this murder, as every murder has a reason,” he said in a flat voice.

I whispered, letting another row of tears run down my cheeks. “I love you too…” He whispered even weaker, as he closed his eyes, letting his tears fall down. Why is love so dangerous and cruel? I can't be with him, but I can't live without him either! Oh God, please, do something!