Novel & Cerita Romance Tragedy

VIDA The wedding was over including the reception,I had a long day.The drive from the reception to whatever house was boring.I and Kingston did not talk to each other and it was great.I feel like giving him a slap for kissing me passionately at the church.We got to a house or a mansion.It was painted with purple and it was beautiful.More beautiful than my home.The purple reminded me of Kingston's love for purple and it made me stare at him.Why did he have to hurt me.He destroyed us .He destroyed me..

“You should start driving your own car from now on, you are really irritating.” “Yay, dearest Romeo,” he says mischievously, with sparking eyes. My cousin is really irritating and childish! I stop responding to him and turn the music volume really high until I don’t hear his voice. Mmh, can I be her Romeo? That body of hers would be divine. Scratch that, that’s a tragic story, I don’t even know why it is regarded as romantic. Two lovers committing suicide is nothing close to being romantic. I am certain that ours would be worse than that. It would definitely end with two murders instead of suicides. That does not stop me from imagining her being all mine though.

She said, and cast her eyes down, shaking her head. I could see her mood swing from one of hope to one that was reflective. She thought deeply. She remained silent for close to a minute before she spoke again. “Grandson,” she bounced back much spiritedly, with warmth in her voice, “romance is like a dice; it always takes two sides to win a fortune but often, it is only one side that gets the attention. The one you love may not love you back. And it is highly unlikely that two people would love each other equally. Like the downside of a dice, a true lover isn’t one that comes with glory to seek your praise. There would be no top side of a dice if the down side decides not to rest.

"Over for who?" "You, my friend." Grayson tried his best to come up with a reply. Tristan continued, "I'm telling you, whoever falls in love first was set up for failure in the first place. The other person may not be ready yet or may not be interested in the first place. "You have been losing your mind thinking about her well-being while she found your presence suffocating. Pair it up with both of your headstrong personalities … It's a tragedy." Grayson quietly succumbed to his drinks.

Joan faltered, her voice a murmur. "So what did you do? You had sex with him?" Francesca asked her voice a whisper. "This is bad Jo. This is not healthy for you. You know what type of character Asher is, he's going to hurt you." Francesca took Joan's hands in her own, she had closed the distance between the both of them. "He's in love with me Fran, and I feel the same too," Joan said candidly, her voice unwavering. "Oh, Jo-"

"Who can guarantee that love is always beautiful, Mr. Kenneth? Even Juliet and Romeo are tragic love stories, but I believe they are happy even with death." "Before meeting Juliet, Romeo had fallen in love with Rosaline... But what did Romeo do in return for Rosaline's sincere love? Romeo dumped her and made his and Juliet's love story look very romantic. But underneath it all, Rosaline was far more heartbroken. Just like you, you met me at the club five years ago before meeting Mike. But in the blink of an eye, Mike took my place." Zella was silent as she listened to the painful words that kept coming out of Kenneth's mouth. What should she do? Getting back together with Kenneth is also imp

"Does it have to be about some tragic story or depressing relationship? Can't we do something actually interesting for a change?" "It's Shakespeare!" I threw my hands up. "His whole catalog is practically built around tragic romance and drama!" Trent fixed me with a pointed look. "Would you just relax and stop stressing so much about this dumb project? If you'd quit being such a try-hard for two seconds..." "I'm tired, Trent. How about you suggest?" He leaned forward, a glint in his eye. "Well, there's always that very...intimate scene from Antony and Cleopatra that could make for an interesting analysis."

The wolf family was sent away with their lives, but the father felt insulted by her intervention and was bothered the entire day. Unable to hide his displeasure, he summoned her to his private court and accused her of adultery. Astonished, the mother tried bravely to defend her honor, but her fate was sealed even before she stepped foot in his court. When she attempted to beckon to his better nature, one that he did not possess, he flung her across the room where she was pinned by a tusk hanging from the wall. Her lifeless body was tossed into the woods, unburied and without her honour as a Luna. Since then, I have detested my father’s anger above all things.

The pretty twenty-two year old nodded and walked to the front of the desk. “May I be of assistance to you gentlemen?” Ben took a good look at her and smiled. “Actually, yes. Would you help me find a book I’ve been looking for?” She smiled back. “What is the book called?” “I’m not sure but it is about two young star-crossed lovers whose parents are enemies, so they get married without their parents knowing but it all ends in tragedy when both die.”

He tells me while he sees his ties. “Ouch!” I say angrily. “What nonsense.” I said, very upset by what he just told me. “The best thing you can give to a dead person is to always remember them for what they were. “This is not a movie, Miss Jefferson.” He tells me, looking at me seriously. “It could be a movie, don't you believe in what happens in romantic movies?” I asked him, confident that the world is not so bad and maybe it can be as beautiful as movies.