Novel & Cerita The Darker Side Of Love

DARK FIFTY FIVE: OWNING HIS BELOVED Third person's POV: "I fucking love you, you know?" Asked Luca, hungrily. " I'm going to make you mine right now, baby. The smaller male under him was dazed in lust and passion, as he stared at his lover, who's in verge of taking him. Blake looked at him with full of admiration and love, as he mentally counted the days where he was lusting over him but decided to ignore to avoid the odd feeling. "You're so beautiful, Blake."

I clear my voice and took a deep breath as I mentally prepare myself to read this monstrosity. ’I love you. I know for a fact that I will never be able to understand why you question how much I do... But you have given me something I’ve never had. And that’s my shadow. Love isn’t selfless, sweet, or innocent. Love is dark, selfish, and passionate. And I wouldn’t have known what love genuinely was without you. Love is a dangerous drug with intoxicating feelings as side effects. You may think being my shadow is terrible, but what is light without its darkness? What’s a life without the inevitable death? You must realize how much you mean to me, right? I even made this sappy speech for you. But

That’s why his darkness lured me in, because my darkness wanted to be freed. There was no denying anymore that I love him, I love him beyond anything you can possibly imagine. I wish I could run back, and tell him that but it would be of no use. As he said, he could never love me. And now, he hated me. How funny that my darkness is what makes him hate me, while it’s his darkness that makes me love him. Yes, how funny. To be Continued......

We peeked around the corner, we saw Calous graveling before an open door. “Listen to me please. I have to marry her, or our people will die. Do you really think I would choose that disgusting pig over you?” ‘I can’t believe I have to marry that disgusting pig…’ the words echoed in my head. I didn’t hear anymore of their conversation, as I felt a huge sadness wash over me. I looked down at my body. I was extremely heavy, who would love a woman such as me. ‘If you wish for your husband to love you, then lose some weight.’ ‘This was the only way for you to have a husband.’ I turned and started walking away. I was never meant to be loved, a contract was made so I would not be alone… I still didn

Over the years, my family inevitably found itself swept along by the influence of the Sullivans. A wave of clarity washed over me at this moment. All along, this was how Blake had seen me. Tears fell without warning, and my chest felt like it had been torn open, a massive, aching emptiness inside. Blake was right. His family was twisted and monstrous in their own way. And Blake—he was even worse. Cold, distant, and towering above me. Perhaps all these years, he had been watching me with detached eyes. He never really believed in my love for him. His love for me was likely just another act.

She felt the gun pressed against her hip, the cold metal a reminder of how close they were to the end. "I love you, Dante," she sobbed into his mouth. Dante stiffened. He pulled back, his eyes searching hers for the lie. He wanted to find it. He needed to find it so he could pull the trigger and end the pain. But all he found was the terrifying, shattered truth of a woman who had lost everything to a monster. "Love is a lie for people who still believe in the light," he whispered, his voice breaking. "We are in the dark, Ivy. And in the dark, there is only possession."

For the first time, I smiled slightly. And that visibly unsettled it. “No,” I said quietly. “You don’t.” The room went completely still. The darkness around Darius flickered uncertainly. Because the Original genuinely didn’t understand. To it, love was leverage and weakness. Something to manipulate and consume. It couldn’t understand loving someone without needing to own them. Without destroying yourself to keep them. The First Queen’s final mistake. And suddenly, I knew how to save him. Not by fighting the darkness directly. But by starving it.

“Here is the truth: I don't want you to have a life outside of me. No one—not Dorian, not your career, not you yourself, not the law itself—is coming between us." My heartbeats were on the verge of bursting, inducing a terror I failed to control. This was what I had always sensed beneath his surface—a love so vast and dark it functioned like a black hole. Maybe I knew but didn’t want to accept it. Deep down, this was the spark in my own soul. I wanted to be loved like that. To have a man who would defy the universe for me, whose devotion is near madness. I wanted to be his entire world.

"I’ll stay within the sensors. I just want to feel the wind." Dark looked at her for a long time. He saw the "broken bird" he thought he had tamed. He saw the mother of his child. And for the first time in his life, his cold, calculating logic was overruled by a flicker of something he didn't recognize as love—but it was close enough. "Fine," he whispered. "I’ll code your thumbprint for the balcony doors. But only the balcony. If you try to enter the study... if you try to access my servers..."