This Love Hurts Novels & Stories

“Let them talk. Let them hate. I don’t care what they think. You don’t have to get used to their hate or their insults. You don’t have to pretend to be strong all the time. You’re allowed to break, to cry. Just don’t let them make you believe you’re not enough.” My tears fell harder. His thumbs brushed them away, but more came. “You make it sound so easy,” I whispered. He gave a small, sad smile. “It’s not easy. But it’s worth it. Because you’re worth it.” I looked at him through blurry eyes. “Then why does it hurt so much?” “Because love always hurts when it’s real,” he whispered. “But it also heals. And I promise you, Nora, I’ll spend every day trying to make it heal more than it hurts.”

“He really loves me.” Her reply came without hesitation. “Yes. That much was obvious.” Something in her tone shifted—just slightly. “Which is unfortunate.” I closed my eyes. Because that was when it broke. Not shattered—broke. A slow, aching fracture deep in my chest, spreading outward until it was hard to breathe. All the years of training, all the discipline, all the lies I’d told myself about duty and purpose collapsed under one simple truth. “I love him too,” I whispered.

The pain spread with swift and efficient cruelty, dismantling every wall I’d carefully constructed since morning. With hands that trembled violently, I pressed the folder harder against my chest and bit down on my lower lip—hard enough to sting—so that not a single sound of grief could escape me. But why does it hurt this much, God? Why does loving him have to cost this much? I cried inwardly, mourning the wretched fate of a heart trapped in the labyrinth of a forbidden love that would never, in any lifetime, find its way out. ****

My elbow hits the vase mistakenly as it falls on the ground. Stupid girl! "Ohh so you are there, " He heard it, feeling the shiver running down my spine, I hope it hasn't happened, I haven't met him. I felt a stronghold on my right hand, He towers over me, "L-Leave me alone, " I stuttered, trying not to look up into his dark brown eyes which scares me. He chuckles darkly, leaning towards me, he said. "Not today, my love, " I shut my eyes tightly 'this is just a nightmare, it will end' I thought.

Never knew it was possible to want someone so much, someone who didn’t even want him and had made it painfully clear on more than one occasion. He replayed their last encounter several times in his head. “... there could never be anything between us. So, you should go back to wherever you had disappeared to...” her words repeated themselves in his mind. And each time they hurt, just as they had the first time, he heard them from her lips. Lips he wanted to taste. Lips he imagined wrapped around other parts of his anatomy. The very part of his anatomy that twitched and attempted to harden just at the mere thought of her.

“And you’re having a hard time admitting it. But whatever. Do what you want. Just do it right. Because he really likes you, Kayla. It’s not like… not everyone who says they like you would burn the world down for you. Like me…I can’t burn the world down for you.” I laughed despite myself. The sound was rusty. “But he would,” Riley continued, more serious now. “Because he suffers every time you’re in pain. He really loves you. I’ve seen it.” My heart skipped. I wanted to deny it. I wanted to say he didn’t. I wanted to say I wasn’t interested in loving anyone ever again. Love hurts. Love took. Love left you bleeding in a hospital bed with nothing to hold.

People say that Love hurts~ Love literally hurts. . . But no one told Amber that love can hurt a person even if he was not in love. Amber laid on the ground like a damaged doll. It was the first time someone had landed a successful blow on Amber and it fucking hurts. She can literally feel a bruise forming on the left side of her face. Amber lifted a hand to her lips, wiping the blood oozing from her busted lips. 'So much for making the king fall for her.' Amber thought sarcastically.

Why mess me up like this? Every single thing was a lie, the care, the kindness, the dance, the kisses, his words, everything was just to get me to fall into his game. Oh Adrian, why hurt me so? Why break me so? Why get me to love you only to damage me? Why move my heart just to trample on it? I wanted to curse him, I wanted to throw a lot of profanities at him but I couldn’t, I couldn’t lay one single curse at me. It hurts that even after learning of this heartbreaking truth, I still love him, my heart still beat for him just like it did last night. Why? Why can’t I hate him? Why can’t I get rid of the forsaken love? Just why? “Has she said anything?” I heard Max’s voice.

My hand on my chest, I feel what's left of my heart ache. "Lillian, wait! "I hear Adam coming from afar. The doorman looks at me confused. "OPEN THE DAMN GATE! " I scream and he does what I ask. Adam tries to run but I manage to get to his car first, I get in and lock the doors. "Lillian, for God's sake, listen to me! Open the door, let me in. "He asks desperately hitting the window of his car and trying to open the door. Why does loving someone hurt so much? I've felt pain in many different ways and I can assure you that this is one of the most terrible.

❤️ LOVE AND PAIN Season 2 — Chapter 80: Promises and Lies Nobody spoke. The hallway seemed to shrink around them. Noah stood frozen in the doorway, staring directly at Seraphine. Not with anger. Not exactly. Something worse. Betrayal. The kind that survives for years. The kind that never fully heals. "You said it was over." Seraphine remained motionless. For once— the woman who always seemed to have an answer had none.