Tears Of My Enemies の小説・ストーリー

Tears started forming at the corners of my eyes. "The person who only ruins other people by touching them! By having them! Being damn useless! Being damn worthless!" I said, and then tears fell from my eyes. I noticed that the maids who were there earlier were gone. "I'm a damn poison! I can kill people by being with them. It's so damn confusing when you tell me that you will complete me? That's a damn joke. Before you complete me, I'll completely ruined you," I said, trying to maintain my posture.

They would lead me on and leave me hanging. I trailed my hands over my breast and down my stomach, but I felt nothing, nothing like how their hands on my body usually made me feel. I turned away from the mirror and caught my face in my hands. I felt the rush of tears as I realized that they had ruined me, my enemies. They were the two most hated people for me on the planet and yet I wanted them.

The Guardians who were now her enemies lunged at her. With grief and sorrow, she fought, her intense eyes brimming with tears as she battled with them. Each time her hand landed on their skin, I saw their soul getting split with their bodies. Blood started to trickle down her nose as she turned paler, fighting with everything she got until the very last moment. Her tracks stopped as she panted heavily. Her blazing gold eyes stared down at the dark sky, her gaze was nothing but a mix of agony and rage. The enemy who seems to be controlling the Guardians didn't like what he saw. He started to lunge at her with great speed, the woman letting out a scream as tears started to stream down her face

TASHA I blinked my eyes a couple of times, trying to alleviate the pain that I had been feeling since this morning. My tears were on the verge of falling ever since our class started and I haven't told anyone about my condition. My entire body is on fire and I kept on taking shallow breaths to calm myself a bit.

We face every war with high head and broad shoulders. I Dont see my enemies being tired. Yes, they are dying in the hands of my demon soldiers but only when they are attacked on their necks. A strike of sharp sword on their necks, a powerful snap, choking them etcetera is causing death to them. I have to know more about them. This isn’t the first time other universe have attacked ours. Actually this is first time I dont see fear in my enemies eyes. “I hate it”.

Maybe we were enemies by fate. And if that was true… I didn’t want to know what would happen when the walls between us finally fell. Even in hate, there was a pull. A tension that made my chest tighten and my thoughts spin. I told myself I hated them. That I never wanted anything to do with them. But deep down, I knew it was only a matter of time before that hate became something else.

I break down in the middle, tears cascading down my cheeks like a waterfall. I feel weak at the knees, so weak that I will fall to the ground any moment. But I feel Elliot's arm tightening around my trembling body, silently telling me that he is here with me. Sanity has escaped from my mind. It's like I'm trusting my enemy more than my friends. Is Elliot really my enemy? After all, which enemy borrows his shoulders to the other to cry on, which enemy draws comforting circles on the back of the other one? “Why don't they say anything? Why don't they know about me? Don't they know that it hurts? It hurts so much?” I keep wiping like a baby, without a doubt, ve already soaked his expensive tuxe

She wiped her tears, looked at her reflection, and asked, "Why are you crying? Who are you crying for? Your children are fine. There is no reason for you to shed tears. Then why are there tears in your eyes? Why is your heart so heavy? Didn’t you want that person to die? Then what happened now? You want that person to suffer so much. Then when that person is fighting with death today, why are you crying? Why are you doing this? Today is your happy day, you should smile happily today. Tour wish has been fulfilled. Your enemy is fighting with death today and he can lose this fight at any moment. Looking at her own reflection in the mirror, her eyes filled with tears again as she said these wor

I can manage. I want to take back my hand. They're our enemies. And enemies will be enemies forever. But... What's this? My heart's pounding. And, that's freaking weird! "W-why are y-you helping us? We're enemies, if you forgot, " I spoke. He glance at me. "Yes, he is. But you? I don't want you to be my enemy. " #30

he taunted, his words hitting me like a dagger to the heart. The shock and hurt cut deep, and my eyes welled up with tears that I couldn't hold back any longer. A single tear escaped, trailing down my cheek, a symbol of the pain I felt at that moment. I fought to regain my composure, my breath catching in my throat as I struggled to find the strength to stand up and face the daunting challenges that lay ahead.