The Darker Side Of Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They would support whatever I decided, even if it meant losing me to transformation so complete I might never be recognizable again. "If I merge with you," I said to Anti-Lyra, "will I still love them? Will I still be capable of the devotion that brought us here?" "You will love them more completely than you can imagine. Love that acknowledges your capacity to hurt them. Love that includes the shadow of potential harm. Love that is honest about its own darkness." "That sounds terrifying." "All real love is terrifying. That is how you know it matters." I took her hand.

WARNING, LOVES. This isn’t your sweet cinnamon roll romance. Inside these pages, you’ll find obsession, dubious consent, stalking, emotional manipulation, violence, and a heroine who doesn’t just break the rules—she lights them on fire. There will be blood. There will be spice. There will be twisted minds doing twisted things in the name of love (or something like it). If that makes you uncomfortable, close the book. But if you like your romance dark, your villains deliciously unhinged, and your morals tied up and begging for mercy...

"She's out to get me. She faked her death. She faked the whole dramatic exit. She'll show up once I've paid my dues." He clung to that belief. It was all he had. Even if the love he felt was nothing but a side effect of some drug. Even if that love had curdled into something dark. Nora was beside herself, crying next to him. Francis watched her, and after a long pause, a sly grin spread across his face. "Yeah, Natalie loved me. She'd come running back the second she heard I was off the market." Nora, eyes red and swollen, looked up at Francis on bended knee and heard him say softly, "Nora, let's go ahead with the wedding, okay?

A blood-curdling scream tore through the air as I plummeted from the skyscraper, blacking out before I hit the ground. "Lily." The camera lingered mercilessly on my mangled form. The voice was unhinged with madness. "You're finally going to die. Don't blame me. Blame yourself for being so vile. "You knew damn well I loved Shane, and you still went ahead and married him! "In this world, only I am meant to love him! Everyone who'd try to take him from me should die!" The screen quaked, the view flipped, and there was Joanna's twisted face, filling the big screen. The footage cut off abruptly.

"Love wants to reshape reality for those it cherishes. Power provides the means. Together, they justify any atrocity in affection's name." "She'll learn that by suffering?" "She'll learn that by experiencing the temptation every moment for eons. Eventually, she'll understand that true love means not using power, even to end suffering." Through imprisonment's barrier, Love's consciousness touched ours—not communication but presence. We felt her agony, her desperate desire to use infinite power just to manifest physically enough to hold Kieran one more time. "Don't," Dark-me said sharply. "The moment she uses any power, even for love—especially for love—the corruption begins."

He loves it when he haunts her. There's a saying that when you fall in love with the fuck-ups of someone, then there's one thing: he or she is stuck with you forever. There are things he did that may be so terrifying for other girls, but yet she loved it. And that's what we call dark romance. Dark romance is not for the faint of heart.

'' He whispered. ''No, don't stop...'' I whispered back drowsy with sleep. I have gotten used to cold and dark that I almost love it now. ''Goodnight Sky'' Shit! What was I doing? This wasn't going to end well at all.

My eyes fall shut, trying to keep the tears at bay. “I accepted the path of darkness for myself. I’m a vampire,” Lucas continues. “That’s what we are. That’s what’s inside of us. Darkness.” He slips one hand under me, and my heart swells in my chest. “I believed I could never be anything but dark. I let it consume me, and I told myself that’s how things were meant to be. For over a thousand years I clung onto that false truth…and then I met you.” A tear rolls down my cheek.

You do consider if anyone can love who you become, especially as there is no going back after. The truth is, however, that hiding the bad and the darkness and trying to rebuild yourself with only the good moments will never work. "We could love you no matter how you come out the other side. We would love you, Dhalia. Look at us. We've done it. We fought to hide our darkness, and it failed. It dragged us down deeper. But we love each other now despite our darkness." She turns to face me, and I give her a small smile. "Until when?"

Each time it feels like another piece of my heart shatters. I stare out at the city, wondering if love is supposed to feel this way—so heavy and suffocating at times that you're unsure if you can breathe. I love Cassian. My love for him runs deep, twisting through every part of me. He's my other half, my anchor. But with that love always comes something darker. Something I can't shake. A bad omen, hanging over us like a shadow. Could we ever escape it? Could we ever live a normal life?