Sad Books About Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"That doesn't matter anymore. What matters is what you have done to me….You have hurt more, than anything else." "He calls me pathetic, useless and everything but it never hurt the way I felt because of you. It made me believe that he was right. I'm useless. I'm pathetic that my own husband is bored of me…" She cried in front of him pouring her heart to him which she was trying to hold onto for a long time. Hope gives you pain, love doesn't; love is a beautiful feeling. The worst part about love is that, more than half of it is our imagination. When the person doesn't turn out to be they way we imagined, the relation starts deteriorating.

“I poured my soul to him and he just… left. He abandoned me after I told him I loved him…” Alannah said, her voice quiet, her body almost numb. “After everything that happened to me, I thought loving Darius was a gift, the most beautiful experience of my life. Why does it hurt so bad? Why I can’t shake this sadness away? Why do people choose to do this over and over again? I don’t understand how they can bare it…”

Logan is released from the hospital and looking forward to her date with Charlie. Sandy tries to convince her not the date him. If she told Logan, the truth about Charlie, she would not believe her. Logan is full of young love and would not believe anything negative about Charlie. Logan sees Charlie as being perfect. Perfect for her and perfect in every way. She has a deep admiration for Charlie. She needs him. She feels like Charlie is the first and only person to love her. Sandy knows she has a distorted reflection of Charlie in her mind. She idealizes Charlie and she would give anything for him. Her love for Charlie is blind and there is nothing Sandy can do to change her mind. Logan exag

Everything he has given is only painful and he says that this is love. Not wrong that love is painful, but along with that pain, it also gives medicine to heal the wound. If love is pain, then medicine is also the same. But the wounds given by Hades are really those whose medicine is nowhere. Not even with Hades. In such a situation, when Alessandra, who had the power to recover on her own, wanted to give him a chance to complete his words, then she was sad inside, seeing his silence. His silence was only adding to her disappointment. She was so sad that she was even tired of waiting for him.

Sadie reminded. “Yeah, never thought I’d have one of those.” Hoped, maybe, but after fourteen years of pure shit romantically speaking, she’d learned to mistrust men. They’d do or say anything for sex. So why had she tied herself to someone who’d likely become a lying bastard and ruin her life? Because you were dumb enough to fall in love, and you’re still hoping that the baby will round out the perfect family so you can all live happily ever after. Yeah, right . . .

The Story Begins… There was a time in the past when werewolves and witches had interceptions among each other in the same land. However, a mutual hatred had emerged from a different angle of the world as to who was the greatest. This caused a huge unsettlement yet it was not so in San Antonio, they interrelated but they did not interbreed, as it was seen as an abomination. Queen Lorelai held a candle in his hand and walked to her secret room while chanting some words. When she got there, she lightened up a mini fire which she fueled with a chicken's intestine.

Why he has to born in such way? Why destiny was cruel to him? Yu moved his hand and wiped her tears? "Sandra...I love you. I really do and that's why I want you to have your happiness. And for me....I would be happy if you are happy." He leaned and kissed her forehead gently while Sandra closed her eyes. It was hurting her heart but Yu was right. They do not belong together. They were never meant to be with each other. "But we will be friends. Right? I can call you whenever I want and..."

MICHAEL’S POV… We all believe in love changing us into better people, we all believe love can make us do extraordinary things, and we all believe love can make us change our ways of living, but what we refused to see or believe is that broken love can make us more worse than we were before, it can make us change into more horrible beings that we were before.

She gave me one last pitiful look before leaving. What broke my heart the most about tonight was that Luke had done this. He was my first love, my first and only sex partner. How could he be so cruel, so cold? I began to cry now that everyone was gone. I sobbed heavily, an ugly sob. Once I started I couldn't stop it, not even when Charles came in. In fact I started to sob harder when I saw him. He came over to me, joining me on the hospital bed. He held me close as I continued to sob into his chest. His smell began to calm me a little.

I’m never like this, I don’t care about others then why her? When we arrived at the cemetery, I was stunned, I didn’t expect her to come to the cemetery. Was that the reason why she was whimpering? And with the way she looked at me today, the tears and pain I saw in her eyes made me wonder if that’s how it feels when you lose someone you love. I have never loved before so I don’t know how it feels. I canceled my plans and drove back to the cemetery, I can’t leave her alone at least not when she’s all sad. When I got there, I saw her seated in front of a grave that says ‘AMELIA IAN SINCLAIR