This Love Hurts Novels & Stories

He left an irrevocable imprint in my heart that will undoubtedly be there forever. People say love hurts. Now I understand. All I’ve ever gotten from being in love is betrayal, hurt and frustration. Love is supposed to be beautiful. For me, it’s the opposite. Love has torn me down. Love has broken me. Maybe it’s high time I let go. Three hours ago, I was ready to give Bhyron another chance. Right now, I’m exhausted. If he hurts me one more time… no. That won’t happen. I need to escape before it happens.

The doctors managed to save her, but the incident left her crippled for life. When she regained consciousness again, she looked deflated, like a shell of her former self. She hadn't spoken one word since. She couldn't accept the cruel fact—that she had fallen in love with the wrong man. Whenever she thought of the pain she inflicted on Carter over eight years for Zach, she would be overwhelmed with unbearable pain.

* The question loops in my mind, over and over, like a song I can’t turn off. Adrian loves me. He said he loves me. Correction, he said he never stopped loving me, which is somehow worse because it means all those years, all that pain, he loved me while he destroyed me. What kind of love is that? What kind of person loves someone and lets them suffer the way he let me suffer? But then I hear his voice again, broken and raw: *Hurt people hurt people. Broken people break people.* Is that an excuse? Or is it just the truth?

“I want to prove I wasn’t… replaceable. That I...” “Better than who? Tell me Adrian.” His eyes soften, breaking into something painful and familiar. “I never stopped loving you.” A gust of cold wind sweeps across the bridge. My heart twists.. not in longing but in mourning. “Adrian,” I whisper, “Love isn’t supposed to hurt like this.” He swallows hard. “Take it, Mira. Please. Take it and run.” He steps toward me and I reach out instinctively, not for him, but for the drives.

That for once, I thought that what we had was real. "When you are drugged with love," I began. "You'll find it hard to differentiate what is wrong from what is right. So, people often make a decision that if it doesn't hurt them, they will hurt others. Just like Harris who hurt me when he decided to trade me for another woman. And it's like me hurting myself by repeatedly begging him even though he's really gone. That's how love works, it will make you incapacitated to make the right decision at the time.” I quickly blinked my eyes as they began getting filled with tears. I tried to remove the blurring of my vision and tried to stop myself from letting out a sob.

She slipped through his fingers like sand, leaving him with nothing but the bitter knowledge that no amount of love, no amount of pain endured could ever bring her back. Killian felt his chest ignite sharply. A fire so fierce it felt like hell itself had opened inside him. The intensity of it stiffened his limbs. Killian never knew love could wound this deeply. Didn’t know that when love hurts, it hurts so bad. And his obsession only fanned the flames. It turned into an aching explosion that played with every last piece of his sanity. Killian let himself drown in the danger of loving her, intoxicated by the sweetness that burned his soul.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * No frame no fake * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Aira tried to avert her guilt struck eyes away from mine when she understood that I was baring my soul to her and confessing my true love to her but I was determined to make her watch the hurt in my eyes. I loved her so much that it freaking hurt like crazy when she fvcking moved on with her other motherfvcking “buddies”. My heart and head hurt just like the lyrics of the next line described and it was as fvcking obvious as the color of the sky being the sky only ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Jikkeun jikkeungeoryeo (My head hurts) Haneureun haneulsaek saneun ge da ppeonhae

He griped fistful of my hairs and pulled them, brutally. I gasped, in sudden pain and just like that, my every owned confidence went down like ashes. I was stupid, stupid to ever think that I will make him love me. It was better that he would have r-ped me instead of me saying that I love him. It disgusts me, yes it does. The only idea of even uttering a word of love him is disgusting. The only person I've ever loved was Hunter and I won't betray him. And f-ck, how can I love this sick man when he had given me nothing but pain.

Again and again and again. My chest tightens, my voice barely a breath. “I don’t know how to let someone love me if I don’t hate myself first.” That breaks something in the silence. Liam sits up, gently pulling me with him. He cups my face in his hands — not forcefully, not demandingly — just so I’ll look at him. His thumbs wipe away my tears. His voice breaks. “You never have to earn love, Emilia. Not mine. Not anyone’s. You are not too much, and you are not broken. You were hurt. And I swear to you, I will never use your hurt as a weapon.”

he teased. I showed him my finger and he was awed by the flashing of the radiant diamond ring. “That’s awesome! Congratulations!” he happily hugged me. I shared with him everything about Chad and me but he wasn’t shocked at all. "See what love can do?" he motioned for me to sit on the chair. "We say that love hurts but that's not true. Loneliness, rejection, and losing someone hurts," I furrowed because I didn't get him. "Everyone confuses these things with love, but in reality - Love is the only thing in this world that covers up all the pain, suffering, and torture," he paused for a moment "And makes us feel great, amazing, and happy again," I was flabbergasted but I loved listening to his