Novel & Cerita When Love Turns To Ashes

Asher cried. He buried his face on her neck and wailed like a child. No one tried to stop him, no one tried to tell him it was enough. So he cried, his anguish filling the whole meadow. The moon’s light was so bright that it was easy to see everything but everywhere was dampened with a deep melancholy feeling. “A-Asher…” Naomi’s voice was so weak that Asher could feel her slipping away. He finally put himself together and raised his head. Cupping her cheek, he sniffled and said, “I love you. I love you so much.”

The sun hadn’t cleared the ridge. Asher pointed at the line of mountains just starting to lighten. “Mother. Look how red it is today.” I didn’t answer. The sun came over us all at once. The line that had pressed on my chest for six years, the thing I had called love which had never been love, broke. THE END

The kind you only feel for someone you actually love. I understood, in that moment, looking at her, that whatever Renata Cassano was guilty of, whatever she’d built and buried and protected with a phone call twenty minutes ago, she had not been lying about one thing. She loved him. Whatever this was, it wasn’t villainy performed for its own sake. It was fear, curdled into something monstrous by nineteen years of practice, and she had just watched the one person she’d spent her whole life protecting nearly die because of the exact silence she’d kept.

"That was just me being pathetic!" "Exactly. You're pathetic, Joanna. I've never met a woman more pathetic or cruel than you." Jeremy's voice dripped with venom as the vein on his temple throbbed. "From now on, if you dare interfere in anything between Didi and me again, I won't spare you." With that, he abruptly ended the call. Joanna stared at her phone. As she listened to the beeping tone, tears slid down her cheeks. At that moment, a mix of fury and resentment that she had never felt before surged in her heart. Just because she loved Jeremy, he used her love as a weapon to humiliate and trample all over her.

He never even let her stay happy too . Tears fell from his eyes when he realised the woman he loved was in all this situation because of him , if only he had told her all about him and given her reasons she should not have loves him , but now it was too late , Loveth will never forgive him for making her life turn out this way . Ash walked into his office all smiling and walking seductively towards him , he had wiped his face and sat upright . " welcome Ash , how may I help you? ." he manage to ask .

Remilia's POV. I squatted silently as I listened to the tail end of a conversation that filled me with feelings of utmost betrayal. I remained motionless as Eryndor – Alpha Eryndor, also known as my lover – sold out his pack. He said his goodbyes to the rogue he was talking to and waited a few minutes more for the man to leave. The crunch of his feet on the dry leaves of the woods alerted me that he was about to leave, his act of treason complete. I stood just as silently as I had waited, and just when he was about to walk past the tree behind which I’d been hiding, I stepped into his path, my expression blank but with enough traces of anger left.

she giggles. This makes Asher cringe, he thought men in love are pathetic but girls in love are even more childish and one will be taken for a fool for being in love. He stand on his feet hoping he would at least get a glimpse of Selena before going to his room. T.B.C

After all, I am not that bad, I know. I made some wrong choices but that doesn’t mean anything. Ashley. I know I made a mistake. a huge mistake, to be honest but I know. I know you loved me and you still do, don’t you? I know you still feel something for me. I saw it that day in the hotel. I know you feel the same for me. Your love is like a dying flower, Ashley. It has been so much time, and if it gets no water, it may die.

Rome’s fingertips brushed lightly against her arm, the feel of his soft warm breath against her forehead reminding her that she didn’t have to think about Henry or Parker or anyone else at the moment. Ella shifted so that she was on her side. He turned as well and found her lips with his, his tongue darting against hers as one hand tugged up her T-shirt so that he could better access her skin. As the kiss intensified, so did his roaming hands until her shirt was off and his mouth was moving lower and lower down her body. Thoughts of Juliet and her problems all faded away as Rome carried Ella away to another place, one where they were the only ones that existed, where their love was a passion

"I will not make you invisible again. That I can promise with certainty." I looked at him — this man who had been the best and the worst of the last several years, who was sitting here now in the version of himself that had stopped managing — and I understood that love was not a state you arrived at. It was a daily decision. Sometimes easy, sometimes profoundly not. Always chosen. "Okay," I said. "Okay." We stayed for another two hours. We talked about everything and nothing. When we left he took my hand on the sidewalk and I let him, and we walked through the August night toward the next version of our life.