Novel & Cerita Romantic Sad Books

I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

My glance follows them hungrily, curious to find out the origin of the sounds. Right there, in the moonlight, Tammy's body is bent forward, moving slightly as she's eagerly searching in the pile of books on the floor. I make no sound while I watch her from the hallway, forgetting myself or the knife in my hand. Enchanted by this magical creature in front of me, I turn to stone afraid I might scare and drive her away again. My eyes devour breathlessly all her curves, holding the focus on some of the features more than others. It's not at all a type I would have been attracted to back at home, yet somehow its frailty is coercing me into wanting it more. Never in my life have I dealt with daint

“Can sense your sadness. What is it?” “I used to have a cat; you know. A black cat who was a soul eater. His name was blue… um, Queen Zoraida ordered it to be killed and it sounds crazy but that day broke me.” My mouth tightened as I frowned at the thought of Mr. Blue. [Flashback] “Come back…” I had trailed those words in tears. “Please come back. I have no one to talk to. They all curse and hate me.” “Please come back.”

My hand reached out almost automatically and I picked up a worn paperback titled “Beneath the Wolf Moon.” A wolf-themed romance. Go figure. “You are going for those cheesy ones,” Emma teased from a nearby shelf. “They’re comforting,” I replied, hugging the book to my chest. “You always know who ends up together, no one actually gets punched in the face, and the girl doesn’t have to decide between two emotionally unstable guys.” She snorted. “Wish real life worked like that.” “Same.”

His voice was hoarse, not daring to meet my eyes. I took the food and said calmly, "Thank you." I was about to close the door when he suddenly reached out, blocking it. "Sabrina…" His eyes were red as he looked at me. "I was wrong. After losing you, my life has been worse than death. That bitch Everly took all my money… She even stole the watch you gave me and sold it… "I didn't appreciate what I had. You were the one who truly loved me. Can you…give me another chance?"

" That's called numbness. A state of being completely numb. " " Really? " Essy asked. " Yeah. " " But how is it possible that you know this but I don't? " Stacy questioned. " Well, I read about it in a book and there the Writer explained it in detail. " " Oh wow! So what's the title of the book? " " Depressed: love yourself. " " So it's not romance? " " Yeah, it isn't. It's mostly about a unique siblings relationship. " " Oh. Who wrote the book? "

They were more feminine than me when we were little. If they were not my brother's, I would be glad to take them both as my husband. Don't think of me like a slut. It is how the way I am. I'm quick to fall in love with tall hot guys, and sometimes I fantasize about them in my writings, and afterward, I kill them in the end. They need to suffer pain! All the stories I've written so far are tragedies where all the main characters' guy dies. It's kind of my fetish to kill them mercilessly. I'm joking. Besides being an ugly little squirt, I love writing romance tragedy, and my favorite novel at all times is Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare. So since I read that story by the age of five, I dedicat

she said to herself sadly. "It really felt so real"at this point she felt was was suffocating with the thought of love that she has for Henry. She couldn't control her emotions as she burst into tears. She cried so much that one would think she lost someone beloved to her. She then consoled herself and took out a cigarette,she lighted it up and began to smoke. She stared at Henry's picture that was in her phone gallery and blew smoke from her mouth to it. "If I can't have you,then nobody can"she said fiercely.

Her eyes widened, and she fell to her knees before him, although it was clear that she was far older than he. "Beta," she began, rather meekly, "I am sorry for losing my temper in your presence. She said some..some disrespectful things and I couldn't...I couldn't take it. " Her voice shook with emotion, like she was about to break down into tears. To my surprise, he ran his fingers through her dreadlocks, soothing her tenderly, and she rubbed against his legs, seeking his comfort. It was almost a sweet scene, like the one between a mother wolf and a pup. It is okay, Desdemona. I will handle the proud princess myself. From now onwards, Princess Miatta is my responsibility.

---- Gale POV She was irresistible. Was this Gregory Klint, my brother's business partner? Who is that lovely girl he with? She looks like an angel. I'm bored while I was alone. My girlfriends are boring. He's fortunate to date a girl like her. I smirk while simply looking at her. This face will be remembered by me. --- Raphael POV