Sad Love Novels & Stories

She looked at him and smiled before leaving. Aurelio hissed loudly the moment she walked out. He sat down and picked his bottle of whiskey drinking from him. "Love? Seriously? Upon all the disability in this world.. There's HIV, there's COVID-19, it had to be love? Sh*t!" Aurelio hissed angrily. He brought out his phone and began staring at his sister's pic like he usually do. "I haven't yet avenged your déad like I promised. I can't let that sh*t called love weaken me" Aurelio shook his head and drank from the bottle.

“She’s here quite often. For Jared, of course. Family is so important to Dominic.” Her words echoed in my head, each one a small, precise cut. The bottle of Merlot I’d been saving for… I don’t even remember what. Something worth celebrating. This definitely wasn’t it, but I opened it anyway. Poured a glass. Then another. Put on my “sad girl hours” playlist—the one I’d created three years ago when he first left. Billie Eilish, SZA, Olivia Rodrigo, all the artists who understood what it felt like to love someone who didn’t love you back the same way.

I scream at him, and he blinks back with his eyes wide and stunned. “I’ve never had anything easy. I’m always abandoned or rejected. First that dickwad I call a father abandoned me, then my mother died, and now, I love people who can’t love me. God damn it, you think I don’t know how pathetic my life is!? I do! I fucking do, Elias. It’s like no matter what I do, I’m bound to be sad. Bound to be miserable. Bound to be lonely!” I rage further, and my voice cracks at the impact.

“Try harder, then.” And just like that, he’s gone. I stand there until the night air bites my skin. My heart hurts in places I didn’t know existed. Back in my room, I sit on my bed, staring at my phone. There’s a message from Dario—You okay?—and another from an unknown number. I open it. Ricardo: Lock your window tonight. I don’t know whether to throw the phone or press it to my chest. Because even after everything… I know he’s the only one who could ever make me feel this alive.

"It's okay,,," "I'm f**king sad,,I just can't get her off my mind. It's crazy but I'm really in love with her,,but now she's going to end up being like Melody if I don't give up on her,,I don't want her to get hurt just because of our silly feelings. I hate myself" Seven wipe his tears

Tears streamed down his face, a silent testament to the profound grief that gripped his heart. Levi, once a pillar of strength, faced the heart-wrenching reality before him. "Sorry, he's gone," he uttered, the weight of sorrow etched in his voice. A solitary tear, a poignant teardrop, escaped Levi's eyes, marking an acknowledgment of loss and an expression of the profound emotions coursing through him.

“We’re still looking for Lola. We hope that she’ll be willing to help even though she isn’t his mate anymore.” That is the thing about rejections. Unlike what people read in books, once someone is rejected and they accept, there are no takebacks. Once the mate bond has been broken, that’s the end of it. There is no way to bring it back to life. Every time I’m reminded of what I lost, my hate for Sadie grows. She’s dead, but that doesn’t change the fact that she already damaged my relationship before she left this world. “I see” is Elder Shaun’s only response.

Each shared experience, once a source of joy, now carried the weight of longing, a testament to the void left by Sophia's departure. Sandra's grieving heart became a canvas where the hues of sorrow blended with the brushstrokes of cherished moments. The depth of her sadness was etched in the furrowed lines on her forehead and the glistening tears that lingered in the corners of her eyes. The room, once vibrant with the echoes of their shared laughter, now bore witness to a solemn solitude—a space where Sandra grappled with the absence of her dearest friend, finding both comfort and heartache in the fragments of their shared past.

hmmm sob*sob* hmmm. "Hmmm sob*sob* hmmm...hey...hi, ahmmm pretty sure you hear me, or I am just assuming...hmmm just want to say, ahmmm, look I am in love again, but it is a one-way path of love just like what you have been through with me, you take the one-way path of getting to me and I regret not to meet you halfway and now you are gone...hmmmm I know you feel alone too because I feel alone as well the whole time I left you...all I want is to say I am sorry, I am so sorry, the person I am in loved with again is I need to let go as well like you...hmmmm sorry...for everything...hmmmm sob*sob*hmmmm"

I think he might be blocking me out which really hurts my heart after everything we have been through. “Savvy, honey….” I hear him say as I become so still, I think even my heart stopped waiting for his words. “I’m so sorry baby. I’m so sorry for everything but mostly for destroying our family.” I hear the tears in his voice but still I wait. I want to know exactly why he is so sorry. Why he feels like he was the one to destroy our family. “Ever since I had lost Scarlett…. I have felt alone. She became my best friend that I could lean on with the softer feelings I felt. She helped me so much grieving your loss. Which now when I think of it was just so wrong. She should have been free to find