The Deadly Sweet Love Novels & Stories

The end is near! Much Love. Cara

* Expressionless, Killian snapped Dad's neck. Two elderly corpses lay on the expensive carpet, blood pooling around them. Killian stood between the bodies, gasping for air. His gaze shifted from confusion to shock, and finally to utter dead silence. He looked at his hands and suddenly let out a laugh that made my blood run cold: "Hahahaha..." "Is this love?" "Love is a weakness! Love is death!" "I don't need this! No one gets close to me ever again!" [Player Keal: Deceased.]

"How come they didn't steal the jacket?" "Good question," Juliette rubbed his chin. ~~ "Killian, what are you gonna cover this time?" Damian asked. "I'm thinking of a song that I really like." "Which one?" "Middle Of The Night by Elley Duhé,” “I love that song," Damian grinned. Killian smiled and started singing. In the middle of the night In the middle of the night I’m wide awake Damian, who really loved that song, stood in front of him and joined him in his singing.

do you know how to hurt a girl are you my Vex Mallus Dr Satan Marquis De Sick Nick Nick Dark Officer Remus the Werewolf Dom Sugar Daddy Pit Bull Tommy the Tummy Gutter 5 o'clock Shadow London Cabby Amputee ****** Uncle Surgery Gone Wrong King of the Carpathian Vampires my sweet kissy Kitten ooohh yes i said i am all that for loves sake albeit twisted i am what you crave.. your no taboo lover boy your ******* licking foot slave with a razor in hand a bubble of poison between my legs your homicidal suicidal cockealiciousness she said good, now that we have that settled can we go out for dinner ill be dressed in a jiffy

"No, I didn't..." Lyan let out a sigh and left the room, recognizing that there was little he could do in Dallin's situation. Love was both a beautiful and cruel thing. When love is present, its sweetness often obscures the bitterness of reality. However, once that love departs, the pain it leaves behind is often greater than its initial sweetness.

An unknown contact, yet the content is unmistakable – a picture of a battered Daren accompanied by a chilling message: "72 hours are up, Elena."

He kissed my bottom lip softly before he distanced our lips apart only to make my heart feel alive and my body to explode with warmth and butterflies. "I love you, my Sunshine. I'll love you for eternity. Even if I no longer exist in this world, I'll love you and wrap you around my heart and damn anyone who dares to take you away from me." he breathed out softly against my lips. "You already own my heart, my Sunshine."

I want to hold her even in death. “ I love you. ” I whisper against her lips. Then I kiss her harder. Slower. Deeper. Harder again. And Elita takes it all. Gives it all. Surrenders. Letting me drown in her over and over again. Even in this dangerous dream, she gives into me as if telling me she is mine, that she will stay mine even if death claims her, or me, or us both. “ I love you. ” Tears fall faster as I take her mouth again.

"Dad, why did you kill me? Dad, what did I do? Why do you want me dead?" I reached out as if to choke him. He woke up in terror, eyes wide, rolling away and shaking. "It was Grandma, she's the one! Go to her!" I expected that. I pretended to agree and ran to Grandma's room. In a flash, I swapped my clothes onto her. Grandma had gorged on mushrooms that night, but she did not stir. Dad's footsteps grew louder behind me. He fumbled for the light switch in vain, the darkness stubbornly clinging to the room. Edging closer to his mother's bed, my father's breath hitched at the sight of her—clad in the same bloodied clothes my sister wore on the day she died.

"This is our home! Selene isn't back yet, so I won't let you do this to our home! Tell me—where did she go? Tell me!" Seeing how frantic he was, the lawyer sighed and said, "Ms. Adkins left a message for you. She said, 'With my heart long dead, where does love belong? A heart that has been shattered can never be pieced back together—just like how a past flame cannot be rekindled.' "So… Mr. Langley, you should let go." Jacob felt as if a hole had been carved into his chest, the cold air stabbing at his lungs with unbearable pain. A wave of dizziness hit him just then, sending a shiver down his spine.