This Cruel Love Novels & Stories

I spoke as if I was saying a religious ritual, something painful, as I said my last words softly and hastily, as if laying them on his skin. Edim grabbed me by the shoulders and roughly pushed me away from him. "What do you think you're doing, stop this nonsense now," he said through clenched teeth, his voice as hard as steel. Our eyes met; My aching soul was looking from the other side of my eyes, into his dark soul out of his black eyes. "Look at you! You're drunk, unconsciously addicted, helpless who doesn't know what you're doing!" He seemed so cruel that he would tear apart the purest soul without thinking, without pity. The deep black wells of hell in his gaze... It was deep enough to

' Lee thought while washing the dishes. 'Lee is so caring, I wish I gave him my heart instead. I just wish I fell deeply in love with him. Then all this pain am feeling right now won't even exist in the first place, he has always been looking out for me, we've been inseparable for a long time now. There was a point I thought I was falling for him, but turns out it was just gratitude I felt towards him. He would have been a perfect match for me, but I guess we don't choose those we fall in love with, our hearts does. I will always be grateful towards him. I hope and pray he finds someone worthy of his heart someday cause I don't deserve it, I don't deserve anyone's love.' Evelyn thought while

Vincent replied facing the window. "Don't be cruel Vincent, Jessica breaking your heart doesn't mean you shouldn't have an atom of compassion for others, what they did to that girl was cruel, first it was her father!" Adam exclaimed. "Shut up Adam, don't you dare mention that cruel man name to me, I don't care." Vincent yelled. "Why so much hatred on the silver pack?" Adam asked.

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.

To say that the count was terrified by the situation was not enough for it, never in his long life did he imagine that this man with lilac eyes was so cruel to take his daughter and wife as if they were an object of hunting, that had him totally terrified, he had heard countless stories of the cruel and evil vampire who loved to torture his enemies until they broke, until him reached the tiredness or boredom of seeing the one who had dared to challenge him or make him angry full of so much suffering that it was no longer fun for the king to continue with that, now just in

I shove his hand out of my hair and push to my feet, unable to bear another moment of his cruel game. “Because I love you!” The words tear from my throat before I can stop them, raw with weeks of pain. “Because even when you’re cruel, even when you hurt me, I still love you so much I can’t breathe with it.” My voice breaks as tears start falling freely. “Because every time you look at me like I’m nothing to you, it kills something inside me, and I still come back. I still—”

He glares down at me but when he has control over my offending hands his eyes soften. “But I do. I do love you. It was love at first sight.” He leans down to kiss me but I turn my head away. He sighs. “You may not believe it but it is true.” I look up at him with disbelief written all over my face. He crooks his mouth in the most gorgeous smirk I have ever seen. “My love is hard. My love is cruel and violent. It is all you want, all you need.” “Please.” I sob and shake my head from side to side. “Let me go.” Alessio’s grip on my wrist tightens to the point of pain and he gives me a hard, deep and punishing thrust and I cry out.

My throat aches from screaming. And all I can think is: This isn’t love, it is prison. #####################

“And you’re okay with that?” “I’m proud of you,” he said quietly. That word hit harder than any insult ever had. She turned fully to face him. “I don’t want to become cruel.” “You won’t,” Damien said. “Cruelty doesn’t question itself.” She searched his face. “And you?” A ghost of something dark flickered in his eyes. “I crossed that line long ago.” Her fingers curled into his shirt. “Then teach me how not to lose myself.” His hand came up, cupping her jaw. “Stay angry at the right things. And never stop being afraid of what you’re capable of.”

This is painful, I love him so much! I laugh bitterly. Love is cruel in many ways, but pain is dangerously painful in many ways. In love, you can still survive as time passes by with all the people loving you, but pain, it's damn difficult like you drowned in a muddy lake. Now, I understand why most people choose to kill themselves, arising from pain is not as easy as surviving your final exam.