Romance Tragedy Novels & Stories

I still see her since last night, I'm worried if she will end her life and jump off the balcony there. Romeo and Juliet have an even more beautiful love story than them, even though it is sad. But in reality, Romeo and Juliet are united by a sacred marriage. On the other hand, Jack and Aphrodite, they are only united by a covenant between demons and the unspoken word of love. I wondered in my mind, didn't those little feet go numb from standing for so long? And isn't that tiny body shivering from the cold? Then my question disappeared when I heard Aphrodite's silent cry.

“What are you? A slam book? How can you love yourself when you don’t even recognize love itself?” Romance never goes out of style. It does not wither or die like plants in a glimpse of summer. We fall into its captivating curse the moment we find perfection in a soul filled with flaws. The second we see beauty in the laceration of their scars and lips maneuvered by deception, we are bound to plunge into the deepest fragment of their life. The day our heart palpitates at a rapid velocity is the day we chain ourselves to an immeasurable misery.

I am so dead. After taking deep breathes I went towards her and sheepishly smiling at her I said, "Hi." "Bye," she said and got up from her seat. Holding her hand I pulled her back to her seat and apologized, "I am sorry." "Di, I have been waiting for you for the last half an hour." "I am sorry, I didn't hear my alarm. I was working late last night." "Are you working on another romance novel?" Only the novels can save me as she is crazy about romance novels.

“I wish I were exaggerating. Somewhere between reinforced foundations and drainage systems, I realized I’d started wondering whether pretending to choke on a breadstick would be a reasonable escape plan.” I shook my head, smiling despite myself. “You’re impossible.” “No.” She sighed with theatrical sadness. “I’ve simply reached a tragic conclusion.” “Oh?” She pressed the back of her hand dramatically against her forehead. “I don’t think romance was written into my destiny.” I rolled my eyes. “Here we go.” “Some women get sweeping love stories,” she continued without missing a beat. “The kind where a handsome man looks at them like they’re the only woman on earth.” She gestured toward me.

Aubrey says. “No! They both die in the end! Romeo and Juliet is a tragic love story, that isn’t the message we want. The romance aspect, yes, but not the tragedy,” I reply. “We could call it ‘Romeo and Juliet Rewritten’, or we could go with my last theme idea, but it’s dark and seductive,” Aubrey says, whispering the last part. I move from my perch at the edge of my desk to sit next to her then whisper back, “tell me, Little Kitten.”

Love replied. “Okay love, what about me? Huh?” Belle asked wondering. “What do you mean, what about you?” Love replied. “Well I mean, do I also not strike you as a romantic? Do i strike you as the sexual type?” Belle asked eagerly. “Well Belle, if you must know, you’re never open about these things. You always talk about how much you hate and despise guys. How you think they are all so disgusting and disrespectful. Literally, no guy who has ever had a crush on you, didn’t end up getting crushed by you.

“To me, Cam. It is.” Tears lined her eyes. The resolve in them made him realise she had made up her mind about this long ago. When? “Not all romance stories have a happy ending,” she said. But that wasn’t what she told him. The recipe for a good romance story was the guaranteed happy ending. Theirs was a romance story, so they deserved a happy ending however long it would take. He wanted it with her. “Some have a tragic ending and some…” “Some what?” he urged, refusing to believe theirs was a tragedy. She still liked him. She cared. Or she would have left long ago.

Bianca quickly grabbed Xavier's other hand and immediately bit Xavier. "Damn you!" Xavier snapped, pushing Bianca. Luckily Bianca's hand rested on the dressing table, preventing her from falling. Her breath was roaring, still staring intently at Xavier. As if to avenge what she had been feeling all this time, Bianca lunged at Xavier again. Unfortunately, Bianca's leg, which had been shot, felt pain again. The woman accidentally pushed Xavier's body. Make them both fall on the floor with each other.

Nothing ever changes- same people, same topic, a little show off here and there, and honestly, I am getting tired by now with the feeling of aches and pains on my stomach. I walked a bit farther as no glimpse of Rosa was around the area I was at while searching for her when I caught a glimpse of my mother figure walking elegantly with someone by her side, hands tangled with a man beside her. She smiled once she saw me and a tight smile stretched my lips when I approached the couple. "Angela De Luca" the unpleasant feeling run down my spine at the mention of the name but I nodded in acknowledgment, not wanting to be rude or create a scene.

I don’t know why it’s like a magnet, pulling me towards her. “I love you,I love you” I chanted,easing myself into her as she screamed,I began to thrust in and out of her as thunder rumbled outside…….. immediately the rain began to pour heavily. I know I’ve offended the elders I know there’ll be trouble on the morrow but I don’t care, I’ll face the consequences. .. .. 💕Lady Miranda’s POV 💕 .. .. “Something is definitely wrong,I sense it,I can feel it…… The King has offended the elders and there’ll be trouble, I placed the black stones on the floor as his pets face appeared.