Ruined By Love Novels & Stories

The silence in the room pressed harder with every passing minute, the quietness was too ordinary for how much chaos I felt inside. I stood again, pacing to the window and pulling the curtain aside, watching the part of the city facing me with blurred vision. I’d wanted love so badly once, I’d ruined my life chasing the wrong version of it. And now, when something real and honest had found me, I’d been the one to run. Because what else could I do? Because love, for me, always seemed to end in ruin.

In that instant, her entire world shattered. Dream-Emily felt the same soul-crushing pain and betrayal all over again. She turned and ran, tears blurring her vision, her chest tightening with heartbreak. She ran until she couldn’t anymore, collapsing in the rain, overwhelmed by despair. The love she had trusted, the future she had envisioned—it all came crumbling down in that moment.

Her hands clutched at her chest, gasping for air through the pain, tears streaming down her face in messy rivers. “How could you?” she choked out to his unconscious form, voice splintering into a wail. The rooftop dreams, the Sicily plans, the 2 AM sketches they all crumbled to ash in her hands. Trust shattered. Love destroyed. She curled smaller against the wall, sobbing brokenly into her knees, the world reduced to crimson lies and a heart she’d never recover.

Never this broken. Lying down on my bed, I stared at the shining moon that hung on the dark sky from my window. Nana's words suddenly peeked into my mind. 'Love can either save you, or destroy you completely.' And I think my love destroyed me instead of saving me. But was there anything wrong with me that I wanted him to destroy me more? That if he would be my destruction, I would embrace it again and again? My possessive handsome caveman. My lips curved into a small smile as another lone tear slid down my cheek. Something clenched in my heart.

And I stood there, staring at the sister I thought I knew, realizing that what broke me wasn’t just losing my fiancé… it was losing the one person I never thought would hurt me like this. The sound of my mother’s sobs echoed through the house, and Adira’s last whisper trembled through the air… “I never meant to fall in love with him… but I did.” And that was when I realized… this wasn’t the end of something. It was the beginning of ruin. “Did you just say you love him???!!"

“And now there’s no one left to care.” Damian’s expression was unreadable. “She destroyed everyone who tried to love her. Including herself.” The priest said a few solemn words. There was no eulogy. No fond memories. No stories about her childhood, her laughter, her dreams. Just the rhythmic thud of wet dirt hitting the coffin. “She was broken,” I murmured. “I think she always was. But she didn’t have to drag the rest of us down with her.” “She couldn’t help herself,” Damian replied gently. “To her, love was just another weapon. Something to control people with. Not something to protect.”

“You’re imagining things. Plenty of families were ruined back then. Mine included. It’s not some big mystery.” “Ruined by who?” he pressed, eyes narrowing. “You’ve never mentioned that before. Tell me the full story, Elena. If we’re doing this marriage, even a fake one, I need to know what I’m stepping into.” I took a sip of wine to buy time. “My father lost his business in a bad deal. He trusted the wrong people. The stress killed him. End of story. Happy now?” “Not even close,” Damien replied, voice low. “Because I was blamed for a lot of those collapses. Including the Hart family’s. Does that name mean anything more to you than just headlines?”

the host said. “That’s why I asked if you’ve ever been so deeply in love, if you’ve ever entrusted someone with your very soul,” she responded. The host chuckled again. “You’re lucky you have never been in love because Love is a scam,” she declared, prompting laughter from him. "Honestly, your brain shuts down, leaving your heart to do the thinking. That's exactly what happened to me. When those papers were placed in front of me, I was so stupid that I signed without a second thought, and before I knew it, I was convicted of money laundering and harboring illegal things, " she recounted.

I still loved this man after everything he did! Tears blurred my vision, I couldn't tear my eyes away from him. The fact I hadn't been able to erase even one per cent of the love I had for him, made me loathe myself. How could I still be in love with him? He ruined me! He broke me at every chance that he got. He shattered me and painted the pieces black with the darkness he had within himself. Yet, all I had offered was love and all I asked for...was just a place in messed up life only so that I could rearrange it and make it better.

"You are the unbreakable love of my life. Even if we are a thousand mountains apart, Please believe in my love. An unbreakable love..." His love for me was unbreakable. Even now, shattered and utterly alone, he knew that to be true. A thousand mountains, a lifetime of regret—none of it would ever change how he felt. He just desperately, hopelessly needed me to believe it. But I didn't. And as he sat by the river, the great and powerful Julian Thorne finally bowed his head, his shoulders shaking with silent, painful sobs, mourning the love he had found and, with his own hands, completely destroyed.