Sad Love Novels & Stories

I crease my brows at her, “everything.” She shakes her head and sits back in her chair, “not the right answer Alpha Michael, be more specific if you expect me to believe you, I mean you don’t even like the way I dress, or the way I speak to you. You are not allowed to use the fated bond as a reason for your flipped statement, you cannot truly be in love with me if that is the only reason you have.” She shakes her head, “I wouldn’t use the words in love if I truly do not feel it, I love the coffee your drinking because it is rich in flavor and makes my mouth explode with happiness, but I wouldn’t say I’m in love with it, I could live the rest of my life without it and still find happiness i

Argh .... Andien punched the metal guardrail as she shouted angrily. "I hate you, Kenan. I hate you!" Andien screamed again while the sea water began to wet parts of her body as she chose to sit on the bridge that people said was called the bridge of love. It had only been 12 hours since Andien had received Kenan's sacred vows but Andien felt that she was already a widow. Andien tried to hold back her sobs as the tears continued to flow.

I squinched at the pain in his voice, the guilt hitting like a thousand needles. “I know, David, and I am so sorry. I did not want to hurt you, but I see now that keeping the truth from you only made it worse.” He turned down, his shoulders shaking with silent heartbreaks. I felt an inviting swell of pity for him, for the injustice life had dealt him. The sanitarium room, once a place of healing, now echoed with the raw, undressed grief of David mourning the loss of a father he never had a chance to say goodbye to.

I want to drink water. Azfarin said in a melancholy voice and raised her face and looked at the boy standing in front of her. Azfarin's face turned yellow, whether he was human or not? Breathing was not taking the name of recovery. The body was completely emaciated. Thorns were biting in the throat. The feeling of intense thirst had increased badly. Due to which it was impossible to take even one step now. "Is it on my soul that they should not reach us and you have to drink water?"

she is sobbing and wiping her tears “You said you see a lot of monster here, well in your new place there will be none.” “Why aren’t you coming?” her words pained me “I can’t, they only need one kid.” But the truth is no one will ever like a 12-year-old boy like me “You said you will never leave me…” and she started crying again “Sh…I will do that, when you are with them I can still pay you a visit” “Mr. Marcus won’t allow you to get out”

That song, was the mark that means the end of the game. She cried and cried her eyes out in joy. 'Thank god,' she said inside her heart. 'I have survived another day of the hunt.' —

I am bitter like that. And then, to top it off, my mate – well, mates – have to be the most egotistical *ssholes in wolf history. And, of course, repulsed by me. I should feel anger at the way they look at me and the words they have said, but right now and just at this moment, I allow myself to feel sad for the mate bond I will never get to have. Even though I never wanted it – another rejection still stings. I chuckle bitterly to myself while the tears spill freely. I guess I really am that repulsive. A part of me hopes their wolves are equally sh*tty, to not complicate things further. But the other part of me wishes for Liberty’s sake that she won’t face the same rejection I always have. ‘

Selena says, and I open my eyes. I stare at the parchment before me, with tears flowing freely, I start to write. "Zoe, I am so sorry I couldn't save you, so sorry you were killed, I am so sorry." A sob tears out of me, and I continue. "I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you, and I am sorry you are gone. A part of me is missing, it is gone with you, I can't breathe. I just want you back which is why I am here, bare before you, begging for any moment I can spend with you."

The ash drifted upward, scattering like ghosts in the dim light. He thought he could replace me in Sadie’s life. He thought her love could be earned through time and patience. But he didn’t understand one thing—Sadie’s heart didn’t belong to him. It never would. I closed my eyes, and for a moment, her voice echoed in my mind—soft, trembling. “You always ruin me, Damon.” Maybe I did. Maybe I ruined everything I touched. But I would burn the world down before I let anyone lay a hand on her or our son.

His laptop screen had gone black, the forgotten photo still on the table like a wound left open. After a long time, Gabe moved. Slow steps. He crossed the room and stopped outside the bedroom. His forehead pressed against the cool wood of the door, eyes closing. He didn’t knock. Didn’t try to push it open. He just whispered the words he should have said months ago, words too late to heal but too heavy to swallow. “I’m sorry,” his voice cracked, low and breaking. “I didn’t lie because I didn’t love you. I lied because I did.”