Torn Between Two Loves Novels & Stories

"Don't you dare talk about Natalia like that! You know nothing about our history! You know nothing about what we've been through!" "You're right," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "I don't know anything about your history. I only know that you cheated on me. I only know that you tried to make me look like a fool in front of your family." "I never cheated on you!" he yelled, his face inches from mine. "I love you both! I was torn between two women! But I always chose you in the end! I was going to choose you!" Torn between two women? He was a coward, and he was trying to blame me for his own weakness. What a fool.

But I don't want to lose you until you have at least given me a try. "Hunter, I don't know what to say. I wish that you are talking from your heart." "I am, Maddison. I don't think I ever stopped loving you." "But you love Raven." "Is it so wrong to love two women, but you only want to be with one?" "No, but when you make your choice, you cannot just go back and change your mind. Yes, I have never stopped loving you, and here where I am sitting, I am loving you still. But I don't want to have my heartbroken."

Both sides had weight and both paths led somewhere I could not quite see clearly. "Does the list help?" Catherine peered over my shoulder. "It makes me realize I am falling for both of them in different ways." The admission hurt. "Adrian is the comfort of home even when home was not always safe. Dante is the promise of something better even though promises have broken me before." "So you choose comfort or hope." Catherine sat across from me. "Neither one is wrong." "Both feel wrong." I crumpled the paper. "How can I love two people simultaneously? What does that say about me?"

The other meant losing herself. How can I choose? Her heart hammered, her skin splitting as both wolves’ power tugged at her body. Shadow fire lashed out of her spine while golden light bled from her veins. It felt like her soul was tearing in half. The Rift around her shook violently, cracks splitting through the black. The whispers grew deafening: choose… choose… choose… --- Outside the Rift Elias bled from a wound across his chest, claws raking as he locked with Lucian again and again. Their duel had become less about killing each other and more about who would stand if Serena never returned.

I didn’t want to participate in this stupid revenge plan of theirs. They were crazy to think that I’d turn against Xander, of all people. My mate. My companion. Being away from him confirmed my feelings for him. If I wasn’t sure of them before, I was absolutely sure now. I was heartbroken that we’d been torn apart in such a brutal way, and that these people expected me to work alongside them in order to destroy the one thing in my life that felt right, for once.

He reminded me repeatedly, I know that what he is telling me is right, but I just can't help it, proposing, getting engaged, and eventually getting married is a big decision in life, it can easily change the course of our lives, I am just worried that Ayesha may still be not ready for something like this. I am not doubting her love for me, I know that she loves me as much as I love her. What I am worried about is that she may not want to settle down now, come on, we just graduated from college, and she may still want to enjoy her life and start her own career. "God, please give this night to me, just this night" I prayed to God, hoping God would grant me my wish. As I was fidgeting in my sea

--Grey-- I am intoxicated, not by alcohol, but by love. Desire and the longing to possess overwhelm me. I can't stop gazing at her and feeling an intense yearning. I can no longer distinguish my love for Keyara from my passion for Catalina, Catty. They seem to blend together, forming one body, one soul, and one emotion. I miss her so much... I couldn't stop kissing her, touching her, and I discovered a scar on her stomach. It's a horizontal mark at the very bottom of her abdomen.

Hazel finally admitted defeat, and thoroughly so. "Grandmother, this is a decision that Benjamin and I made together," Hazel tried persuading Mrs. Lucas, "I've failed to make Benjamin fall in love with me over the last three years. Instead, his hatred for me has only grown. If we go on like this, he will only end up detesting me more. Rather than allow that to happen, I would rather we just go our separate ways. I've used marriage to keep Benjamin with me over the last three years, and now that I think about it, I was just being selfish." With that, Hazel gave Benjamin a slight bow. She said, "I'm sorry."

“I spent days there, possibly weeks. Fighting with myself. I didn’t know if I wanted to come back. I didn’t know if I could deal with remembering you the way I did, then finding you in the arms of another again.” Those daggers were back again, piercing my heart with every word. I knew I had to bare it though, I hid my cringe as best I could. Though it doesn’t mean much, he would notice anyway. Hiding those kinds of things from him were impossible. “But, I thought about it. Is it truly better to love and to of lost, then to never know at all. So here I am. I didn’t find what I expected. I thought you would have moved on, which in turn you had. Though I thought you would still be there. Still

Wincing as it touched my swollen throat. Leaning against the kitchen counter, a cold numbness settled over me. I couldn't understand why Fabian kept doing this. Why did he constantly reappear in my life, tear me apart, and then just vanish into thin air again? He treated me like a toy he could pick up and drop whenever he pleased, leaving me to clean up the wreckage alone. Then I suddenly thought of last night's money. I felt a warmth in my chest when I thought of what I could do for Mia with the money, maybe I could buy her a nice meal with lots of meat. I shoved my fingers into my pockets.