Tragic Love Novels Novels & Stories

She was the girl in the scenes but she's unable to see the guy face who was there as well. "You said you love me.was it a lie then?".she said."but then this isn't really surprising after all you were able to abandon me back then".he could see the hurt on her face as she spoke. "I didn't abandon you".he said. "Sure".she nodded sarcastically."let's say you didn't".she waited for him to speak but when he didn't she speaks again."sometimes I wonder if you have ever truly loved me". "You have always doubted my love for you.you were like this back then as well".

She also could not quite grasp what Trevon was thinking. Sure, revealing Lydia's pregnancy could spell trouble for Trevon, but if their love was true, how could he stand to end the pregnancy? If they were careful, maybe they could make it work, but he chose to have Lydia terminate the pregnancy. Was it that men were inherently distant, or was his love for Lydia just not enough? What was Trevon's love really like? Trevon watched Madeline fall silent once more, his brow creasing with frustration. She obviously had opinions, so why would she not share them?

Because love doesn't snatch or force, it gives and knows to sacrifice. Ridhima's mother finished her story. Ridhima has tears in her eyes. How much can a person love an imperfect person? Where does everyone thrive to find perfection? "Now tell me Ridhu does true love exist?" Her mother asked her "It does mom. It does, this story is really an inspiration. He died for his love and that too was for a dumb girl." Ridhima said "Then never think that no one can love you or love is only for good looking people. Now don't think much about it." Her mother said

Sarah's discovery of James and Lily's past relationship had rocked their world. Sarah had demanded a divorce, and James was left to pick up the pieces of his shattered life. He had never wanted to hurt Sarah, but his love for Lily had clouded his judgment. James sat alone in his living room, staring at the wall. He couldn't believe that his marriage was falling apart. He had always thought that he and Sarah were meant to be together forever, but now that dream had been shattered.

Catherine opens the door and walks in. ​"I'm back, Victor." Catherine places a peck on his cheek. Victor does not respond. Just stares at the screen. Catherine married Victor immediately they graduated from the university. Victor gave off bad guy vibes which she fell in love with. Someone different from the good third generation billionaire guys her parents tried to set her up with. Now he just looks like a wearing out grandfather. Where did that guy she fell in love with during her university days go to? ​"What are you thinking about that you can't even welcome me?" Catherine asks as she sits on one of the comfy chairs. Catherine looks around the office dominated with mahogany shelves of cr

“It is just a novel.” “It. Is. Just. A. Novel.” He picked a fluffy romance book and thrust it into my hands forcefully. “But, it can affect your mood. So, you are allowed to read only those stories that make you happy.” I bit my lower lip as I browsed through the pages of the book; briefly glancing at the ending. What Kain didn’t understand was that such happy endings hurt more than the tragic ones. They filled me with a longing I knew could never be fulfilled. They reminded me of everything that I could never have.

It is kind of Ironic to know that Me and Fredrick do not have the relationship of Villainess and Male Lead but, Villain and Villainess. Currently - Sarah's Pov - I liked the novel 'True Love' for a lot of reasons but, I also found it sad because the author never displayed the emotions felt by other characters excluding the Male lead and the Female lead. The feelings felt by Rubia when she was waiting for her death while the man, she loves gets married to the woman she hated. Those feelings were ignored and cast aside.

“Out loud. Start to finish. Every word.” Her mouth went dry. “Professor—” “Elias,” he corrected, voice low. “When it’s just us. And yes. Read.” She swallowed. Took the pages from his hand. Her fingers brushed his—warm, deliberate—and a shiver raced down her spine. She started. “Wuthering Heights is not merely a story of doomed love; it is a brutal examination of obsession, of bodies and souls twisted together until neither can breathe without the other…”

“You think I don’t know that you purposely blamed your miscarriage on Arla, don’t you? You won’t escape punishment here, and she won’t let you off the hook either!” Rebecca’s face fell. I was not that happy to see them fight amongst themselves. Although I had sought justice for myself, I was dead. Their shameful pretense of love had been exposed before me. It was pathetic, but I was heartbroken. My spirit had been through the wringer. I could see that I would soon disappear from this world. I could not waste a second longer. With that in mind, I pushed myself to fly toward my daughter. She blinked and stared at me curiously. Then, she grinned.

Legacy of Love and War is a romance like you have never seen before. BACK TO LOVE: AVAILABLE ONLY ON GOODNOVEL What happens when you see the man you have devoted your life to loving smiling lovingly at another woman? What happens when he tells you that he cannot love you any more? What happens when you see your crush for the first time in ten years? What happens when you find out that love does not exist? What do you do then?