Romantic Tragedy Novels & Stories

Her head down as she walked under the rain She acted so calm but it did hurt so much deep inside as she walked in the rain she felt so heartbroken she didn’t realize she was crying as she rain washed her not being able to breath, She caught a cold and a high fever her roommates were all shocked they have never seen Evelyn this sad Her first love was gone in a blink of an eye and it wasn’t even up to a year but she’s didn’t get to see him again not even crossing paths So she got over him pretty well

I'd eaten the crackers he'd bought me, he'd loosened my water bottle, and that had been the extent of our great romance. I looked back at Grey. "What are you talking about?" "Nothing." There it was. One word, delivered in the exact tone people used when they absolutely meant something. Grey started toward the exit. I followed him, partly because I wanted an answer and partly because we'd spent so long avoiding each other that letting him walk away again felt unbearable. Outside, he took the path toward the student parking lot instead of Maple Avenue. His car was parked near the football field, but he wasn't walking fast enough to convince me he actually wanted to get there.

She had never touched anyone like this before, with such all-consuming hunger that it seemed to swallow every other thought she might have had. She had only just begun to explore her own body and the unfamiliar bloom of pleasure before her life had been cut short, and everything about this felt new to her, overwhelming and intoxicating at once. These sensations rushing through the form she inhabited now were different from anything she had known while she was alive, sharper in some ways and more fragile in others, as though desire itself were the thread holding her together.

My limbs shifted with the metallic crack of machinery locking into muscle, the curse reshaping me even as Ryan tore his own body apart to match. That was the curse of our bloodline: to feel and live exactly as our twin does. When Ryan’s limbs broke, I lost mine. When I healed, he healed. We were everything and nothing at the same time—two cursed generations bound by ignorance. But a soulmate… a soulmate isn’t someone who completes you. No. A soulmate is someone who inspires you to complete yourself, to rise and stand beside them. By the time we reached her, Ryan was ahead. He stood frozen over Michail as she collapsed onto the frozen ground, the breath of winter stealing what little warmth s

His expression was dark and vicious. “You wretched woman! How could you be so despicable? Do you have a death wish?” “Leonardo, how can you be so cruel to me? I’m your lover!” Leonardo shoved Dora aside with brutal force, and she crashed onto the floor. A moment later, blood pooled beneath her. All eyes turned toward her in shock. “Oh my god. That’s a lot of blood. Could she have miscarried?” Dora stared blankly at the crimson spreading beneath her before bursting into agonized sobs. She pointed at Leonardo with trembling fingers.

he looked at my hand wrapped around his own and smiled. "I was looking for any sign to not just be another mindless royal–anything at all–while I was away. I was looking for something worth fighting for. I went to the planetarium because more than anything, I thought my sign would come from the stars…to maybe chase after my real passion. "I didn't really believe in love. Not in this world where an app determines who you end up with. So, what's the point of falling in love when there's a chance you won't end up with them?

“Fine.” “Then, I promise not to have sex with you again,” he said. Inwardly, he knew that was a lie. Diane was like an addictive drug that took over his senses and cloud all sense of reasoning. “My turn,” he said, shaking his head to shrug off his thoughts. “What are your best genres of movies?” “Romance.” “Really?” “Yeah. I mean, my romantic life is non-existent. So, why not enjoy another person’s own.”

"Why do you come here just without my permission? Didn’t I told you never come to my birthday,?. “ and he added “ Let me be honest with you. The truth is... I never love you at the beginning. I just used you to replace her but let's end this. I don't want you anymore. I like women who have strong body, sweet, good -looking, a woman who can beautifully dressed and well-shaped body. While you are just dumb, simple girl, weak, quiet, and worthless. You're really shameful as my girlfriend. It's over now. Our relationship is just a joke." Loki immediately slapped his boyfriend and throw her gift keychain at him. "Why did you slapped me?" Jen bursts his anger. "You are betrayal! " Loki cried and

She smirks looking at me. "Nothi-" I got cut of by the teacher "MS. BLACK ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO WHAT IM SAYING?!" "Oh you want my opinion?" I ask and the teacher nods. "Well, I think it's neither a romance or tragedy. I think it's just about two young teenagers who were rebelling against their parents or were infuriated with the idea of love. Juliet wanted to rebel and Romeo was throwing a fit about love." "But how? There is not really any proof of that

As if he were rediscovering me pulse by pulse. I sank into the kiss, my fingers digging into his shirt as if he might vanish if I let him go. The kiss grew deeper, but it wasn’t urgent. It was aching, filled with all the things we’d never said. With all the years of regret. With all the years of love that never went away. When we broke apart, we were still close, breathing each other in. “You still feel the same,” I whispered. “So do you,” he said. He traced his thumb along my cheek, wiping away a tear I hadn’t even known was falling. The gentleness of the gesture was my undoing.