Tainted Sorrow Novels & Stories

As if she’s asking about a cough and fever. Still, he answered. “She was… vulnerable. Sad. Angry. Hurt.” He stopped himself before adding reckless, wild, untethered—too much truth, even for him. Sora went quiet. Too quiet. He could hear the faint rush of her breath before she spoke again, slower this time, her tone laced with something unspoken. “There was once a student here. Kim Tae-san. Brilliant mind, but ruined by obsession. He hunted after the truth potion too, studied it until it hollowed him out. But what he made…” She let the silence hang, then leaned closer. “…was nothing like truth.”

This is so wrong, yet on some level a tiny piece of me shines bright and a warmth settle sin my heart that twists it in a good kind of way. “Turning makes us miscarry” Carmen whispers the words, seemingly more to herself than needing to have a question answered and it tears my attention back to her swirling chaos of dark emotions. I can feel the deep and heavy grief of her mother’s death all over again, yet this seems different somehow, and a harsher, piercing kind of sorrow fills my senses and makes me stiffen in reaction. Carmen lowers her eyes and begins to cry softy, staring at her own body much like I was. “Right, of course… hybrids, not pure. Makes sense.” I don’t get why she is so ups

The tears continued to fall unchecked, mingling with the blood and water that still clung to my trembling body. At that moment, I knew that there was no coming back from this. I was tainted, damaged beyond repair by the horrors inflicted upon me. And as darkness overtook me, swallowing me whole in its suffocating embrace, I realized that there was no hope left for someone like me. I was lost. Broken. Alone. And there was nothing left for me but endless suffering in a world devoid of light or love.

She was all broken and toren inside unable to speak to the child, only one sentence whispered sadly out of her pink lips with her soaked eyes shut, "As you wish". No matter how much we fall for someone, we love them in madness but, for gets that one day this love shall turn into a deadly poison for that that can never find a cure to heal.

Sukhon aur dukhon wali Saari saugaton mein Sang tujhe rakhna hai Sang tujhe rakhna hai Tere sang rehna Meri duniya mein bhi Mere jazbaaton mein Teri milti nishani kahin Jo hai sabko dikhani kahin Mai toh jaanti hu marke bhi Mujhe aati hai nibhani kahin Woh hi karna hai jo hai kehna Jag ghoomeya thaare jaisa na koi Jag ghoomeya thaare jaisa na koi Jag ghoomeya thaare jaisa na koi Jag ghoomeya thaare jaisa na koi. (O... I didn't find those spiritual eyes anyplace I didn't find that glowing face anyplace Neither I found those heartfelt talks Nor that fresh youthful attractiveness anyplace I roamed the whole world but I couldn't find anyone like You

That's just me, a complete chaos of emotions. As the lights from the overhead lamp of my bathtub gets dimmer, I could no longer feel pain but a wave of peace like I was on heroine. I feel floating, I was lighter and as the lights start to flicker out, I let out a sigh and a smile - remembering my plan and how I will destroy all their lives. This is my end but only the beginning of my revenge. The letters. I took my last breath and then, darkness.

The tears were unrelenting, pouring out as if they could wash away the agony she felt. My heart ached, seeing her like this. Her love for Vincenzo was profound, and now that love was transformed into an ocean of sorrow. Anya was such a bright soul, a source of light even in the darkest times. Why did life always seem to find a way to cast shadows over her?

His face contorted with unfathomable anguish, his eyes mirroring a profound loss that words could never capture. As I stood amidst the ruins, the gravity of my reality crashed down on me like a ton of bricks. Regret, guilt, and sorrow intertwined within me, suffocating any sense of relief I had hoped for. The haunting echoes of Clyde's cries and the desolation around us were a harsh reminder of the irreversible consequences. The ashes of betrayal and devastation swirled around us, marking an indelible scar on our lives—a wound that would never truly heal, a tragic testimony to the unforgiving power of desperation and manipulation.

Tony was standing by the door when I walked in. He followed behind, his words not so clear as my mind wasn’t in the room with me. “Not now, Tony!” I sent him away in anger. I hurried up the stairs but stopped half way. The tears brewing in me had somehow taken the strength from me. Or was it Elena’s slap? I clutched my chest and pulled away from the railing, leaning against the wall and letting the tears stream down uncontrollably. The music in the hall was nothing conpared to the rhythms of pain in my heart.

I jerk, the sheets almost ripping from the way I tug at it. A loud wail falls from my lips. I try to hold back, try not to fall over the edge. But it's impossible. My body can't resist the double penetration of the two toys. I shatter, a silent scream tearing from my throat as I come, squirting all over the bed. " You naughty girl. You are supposed to obey, Kitten." Lance's voice is a whisper. His hand gently strokes my hair and I know they are disappointed in me. " I'm sorry. I tried." I reply, panting.