Sad Love Stories Novels & Stories

Without a word, Noelle turned and walked out of Maeve’s office. The moment the door was closed, Maeve buried her head in her hands and let out a huge groan. The entire day had been a mess. She had worked so hard on a proposal and it was all for nothing. Everyone would begin to call her a useless, dumb, daughter of a rich man as they used to. Tears filled her eyes at that thought. She needed to make everything okay again. She said she was going to fix this but she had no idea how. All she knew was that, the moment she laid eyes on Dominic, she was definitely going to strangle him to death. He would definitely not be living there alive. That way, no two of them would be able to land the projec

The sixth week came, and she echoed stories of warriors, star cross lovers, betrayal, vengeance, family, friendship, and tragedy. Eric, however, did not like her stories about tragic love. The way she read it to Tabitha made it sound too heartbroken. One of them was about a male lead who was dumb to let his lover go because he thought the other female was his true love. Than to find out that his lover died protecting him, while his true love ran away with another man. His lover cursed them too never them to never be together. So, every lifetime they were met, they would both go their separate ways. It irritated him that such man in the world exist. He didn't like such annoying stories. "Fair

An hour later, I can feel hot tears streaming down my cheeks. I just read an upsetting story and it made me cry. Why would she leave him like that? It's a novel made by an author named Hope, a romance, a slice of life genre. Volume one is about how the blind girl and her man fell in love but in the end, the girl disappeared, she left him! Without even saying goodbye! Is that what happened to Adam? He just left me hanging? I snorted while my tears occupy the spaces in my eyes. We aren’t lovers, why am I even relating myself into this? I heard the door creaked and it was my Zach.

I said softly. Our love story was beautiful, but thinking about it made me feel worse. I shared a shortened version of my story with Natalia, revealing that Ethan and I had bonded over our traumatic experiences: his alcoholic father and my wicked stepmother. We had also both lost our mothers during childbirth. Natalia sympathized with me.

Everyone in Imperium knew that I was James's devoted admirer. I was his devoted admirer for 10 years. But I didn’t care. Was it wrong to love someone wholeheartedly? No. He knew my obsession with him. To make me give up, he brought back a girlfriend. When James was away, I paid that woman to leave him. However, she told me that with James, there was endless money. My little offer meant nothing to her. In the end, it turned into a scene of her tumbling down the stairs. James happened to witness it. He sent me to rehab, claiming I had a split personality.

~Sylvester~ "My darling Sylvester, by the time you read this, I would have moved far away from the north. I know we planned to spend the rest of our lives together, and I looked forward to it. Three months ago, my brother finally found his fated; she isn't his girlfriend. It left his girlfriend broken. I never want to feel that way. Your eighteenth birthday is coming soon; I am afraid she won't be me. Where will that leave us? I have decided to follow my uncle to the south; please do not come looking for me there. I hope you find your fated, and I wish you all the best. Love Susan"

He continued fucking her. I was already gone. I walked fast, blinking hard, refusing to let the tears fall until I was out of the building. The late afternoon sun hit too bright. I found a bench near the fountain, sat down, and pressed my hands over my face. I shouldn’t care. I kept repeating it like it would make it true. He was my stepbrother. He had Valentina. And I had no right to feel like this. But the ache wouldn’t stop. Every image of him with her burned through me like fire, and the guilt mixed with jealousy until I couldn’t tell which was worse.

How could the two people I trusted most, outside of my family, destroy my life so easily? Anonymous Pov One Week Later It was a week before the conference in St. Louis and Sade was struggling through another bout of depression. She had been seeing her therapist, Trish, but despite the sessions, she still hadn't fully settled with Isla’s so-called apology. Marco's relentless harassment only made things worse, threatening her boyfriend, warning her about having their kids around him and sending menacing messages. Sade couldn't comprehend his rage when he had been the one to cheat on her with her best friend for six months, and she hadn't even reacted with such fury.

In order to see the aurora with Alexander, I began planning a year in advance. Alexander and my adopted sister had already left me behind and gone to the destination ahead of time. When I arrived, no one answered the phone. I waited for ten hours before he finally returned my call. On the phone, Evelyn laughed excitedly, "Diana! I've already explored this entire city. Alex is so mature and charming—he planned everything in advance. I'm having such a wonderful time!" She chattered away, sharing her experiences, while Alexander occasionally play along to add details. The two of them had spent the holiday blissfully together like a pair of lovebirds. It was as if neither of them had noticed o

He clearly hasn’t a clue how crazy he makes me feel. I can’t help but feel both irritable and depressed. I wish Kain knew how I felt about him, but if he did, he would throw me out of the company and would abandon me. That kind of thing would crush my very soul. I won’t let that happen! Unrequited love is better than complete abandonment. Soon enough, the room spins and I find myself unable to focus clearly. Perhaps I drank a little TOO much?