Ugly Love By Colleen Hoover Mga Nobela at Kwento

So I held her gaze, blinking through the flashes of the two Winslow women who once shared my bed, my thoughts… “If my destructive love is not enough for you, then you should find peace in the gutters, where I found your wretched soul.” That forced her forward. The click of her heels echoed against the tiled floor as her shadow clouded my vision. Her crimson lips curled upward in a sad smile, but her scent sent my pulse racing in my throat, “Your destructive love…it will kill us both.” I tilted my head and lost myself in her bright amber eyes that glowed like honey in the golden sunlight streaking in through the open blinds, so empty, yet so full of hate for the only man who could save her fr

"She was the cause.. I was the effect... Some of the shit I did... When my eyes finally opened again, it was far to late.. I-I don't think any of you would ever look at me the same again." "We all have a dark secret. That's what you have always told me. I always figured you had one as well. Depending on how heavy your secret is, it may take me some time to digest, but I don't believe for a moment I could ever hate you." Kendra said turning him to fully face her. She grabbed hold of him lowering his head into her chest. While usually she would look for any reason to make a sexual advance on Collen. This was one time it had nothing to do with any desires, except the desire to provide some comf

There was a teasing tone in her voice. "Jaim," She laughed. "But no worries, Yzack fixed it all. He used his charm to remove the post on the official website of EAU." "Hey, stubborn!" I looked around as I heard a loud voice. I think he was in the broadcasting department. That was heard in the whole university. "I'm Thorn Trevor Colins, in love with you, Horizon Cole Scott." He laughed a bit. Jaim shouted together with the students that were around. She looked at me.

Even we lived for thousand years, we wouldn't be satisfied, still would blaming our fate. Once Plato said that love is a grave mental disease, and maybe, if you ever truly loved someone from your heart, you would realize that that what he said could be true. Love opens a huge hole through your heart, even your soul, while someone can get into it and mess it all up, just like Lynn did to me. "Hi!" Lake greets me, watching TV in the drawing room. "I thought you were_ sleeping," she smiles sheepishly. I catch her thought about what she means, then smile too. "I couldn't. Lynn is sleeping though."

Saving my life even when she couldn't save herself. Her love was poison. Then my sister. It would be better if we remained enemies, it would be better if she died my rival, but no, she had to show me a weakness. She showed me that in all of her hatred, there was still love for me, stored somewhere in her heart. In her last minutes, I witnessed that love. And that love too, was poison. With my family, their love is a poison of guilt. The guilt, like venom, seeps into my bloodstreams, taking hostage every breath, every blink, every word, every emotion—the entirety of my being.

There, I could clearly see how he was sleeping soundly, having no idea of what he was about to lose forever. I smiled bitterly as my tears fell for the last time. If there is one thing I realized, it is whether we fall because of lust, attraction, or attachment, it is our flame that could burn us. As for me, the inflamed lust is the one that tore my heart into a million pieces, and it all happened after I was hired by my ex’s billionaire uncle.

‘Can you smell that? I frowned. ‘No. I think wearing Alpha Ugly’s face is messing up my senses.’ ‘He’s not that ugly, Hunter! All the ladies seem to love him, just as much as they love you.’ ‘Because I’m still me. Not because I have red hair.’ I tugged at it and pulled a face. ‘Oh, I don’t know. Red is the colour of love and passion, after all.’ Reg shrugged. ‘Well? What can you smell, dummy?’

I was a bit upset that he didn't tell me about his daughter but I understood that he was just afraid I might not want him. I'm sure you wondering about me ,well I'm Angelina Reeves well now my last name is Black nd I'm 30 years old and I'm 11 years younger than Josh. I've been married before but my ex husband was abusive and so damn controlling,I couldn't take it anymore so I divorced him. Now I'm here. ---------------- It's been 3 hours since Ashley has been down here I wonder if she is settled in yet. As I go up the stairs I think about when I opened the door for her. The way she looked at me, it wasn't like I was a piece of meat, she looked at me as if I was the most beautiful woman that

"I've been cruel lately and that's not fair to you. You are the love of my life and I need to start showing you that again because you deserve nothing but the best. My best. I love you, Nic." "I love you, Austin." "Please forgive me?" "Of course. But you should know I had already forgiven you." "What?" "She found me in town and explained to me what happened that night." "So, you know..." "But I also know you." "That's why you were mad?" "Yes." "Baby, I love you and only you. You are my wife and my feeling for you could never change." "I know that, but that doesn't mean you can't desire someone else."

"Who said you're ugly? My lovely Cindy is the prettiest woman in the world!" I trembled as I cried under the blankets, and Kevin continued to hold me. He cradled me gently, feeling as if we were back in the boat harvesting water lilies. The sky was clear, the water calm, and the water lilies in full bloom—those were the best days. That feeling of happiness now felt as if it was just yesterday. It was only after losing my health that I realized how precious life was. Craig must have heard the commotion inside the room, yet he did not disturb us. He only sneaked in to leave a package.