Why Does Love Kill Delilah Novels & Stories

Yennefer replied. Delilah chuckled coldness drenching her eyes. "Love was always a weakness. It makes you weak and delusional, I taught you better than this, Yen." "Love doesn't make me weak, it gives hope, it makes me want to be better. But you wouldn't know this since you have never loved anyone before, not even yourself." Yennefer scorned. "Fine. That's just one more body to kill." Delilah said. "Santrium kedavra!" She chanted a death spell at Yennefer but she countered it with another spell, redirecting it back at Delilah.

“I think you should read it for yourself.” “No, I…please just tell me.” Delilah sighed, trying to wring her hand out of his. When he didn’t budge, she stopped and looked at him. “Let go of me.” He was reluctant, but his grip slackened around her hand until he wasn’t holding it anymore. As soon as he let go, she took a seat on one of the stairs, looking up at him with eyes that practically forced him to sit down too. He did so, and she only started speaking then. “She wrote…she said she was a burden to you…that you wouldn’t be happy if she was still alive, so she died to keep you alive. She also said she…she loves you.”

“Every body.” Closer. “Every mistake.” Her heartbeat became violent. The shadows paused. Listening. Riven’s eyes locked onto hers. “I killed that man because he was going to hurt you.” Lena’s breath caught. He looked furious that he said it. Furious that it was true. She whispered— “Why?” His silence felt louder than a scream. Then— “Because watching you die would break what little is left of me.” Everything inside her stopped. The shadows around him disappeared instantly.

“Why do you not share that pain with me? Love is not all about making it physically, but love is also about connecting mentally. That is genuine love. I want to be a part of your soul as well because then my love for you will be completed. Stop getting suffered all alone when you have me on whom you can put your head on my shoulder.” The tears started pouring down Mark’s eyes when Lily tightened her grip around him. Mark placed his hands over Lily’s as the tears rolled down his cheeks. “I killed her, that's why I detached myself from the people around me. As a friend she cared for me, but what did I give her in the end? I ended up killing her and I despise myself for being a Devil,” Mark con

She was gorgeous and I looked like a potato compared to her. "Oh." I could hear the sadness in my voice. "We never did anything little one. She cheated on me with my brother Marcel." Is that what Diedritch had referred to when he mentioned their brother Marcel? "I see." I said still feeling a little sad. "She saw me at that party that you and I started talking at and had been trying to contact me since but I've ignored her. I've seen her watching us several times. She's pissed off because she saw the mark when I brought you home tonight. She doesn't think you should bare my mark and asked for another chance." He said calmly.

“George, I’ve loved you for ten years! Don’t you understand? I don’t want anything but your love!” “I only want Luna! Where did you take my Luna?” George became frantic, grabbing Annie’s arm and pulling her outside as he yelled, “Tell me! Where is Luna? Take me to her!” Annie looked out at the endless sea beyond the railing, extending a finger. “Your Luna is already dead! You killed her! You threw her into the sea! You don’t even know, do you? I poked out both her eyes and used a needle to scratch every pore on her face! Her limbs were broken, and she wobbled around like a soft rubber doll. She was so ugly!

He reached out and pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly against his chest. He was trying to keep me from falling apart. But I was already falling. He pressed his forehead against mine, his breath shaky as he whispered, "I'm so sorry." And then, without warning, he ripped my soul apart. "I, Castor Roman, Alpha of the Greater Augusta Pack, reject you, Delilah Corrigan, as my mate and Luna." It felt like someone had plunged a knife into my chest, twisting it until I couldn't breathe. The pain was instant, searing through me like fire, burning everything inside me.

Raphael's eyes were fixed on her, his face pale with shock and horror. And then, in a voice that was barely above a whisper, Riezel dropped the final bombshell. "You know, Raphael, it's ironic. The woman you loved and lost, Delilah, is the same woman you love now, Ava. Isn't that funny?" The world around us seemed to freeze, the only sound the heavy breathing of the crowd, the only movement the slight tremble of Riezel's hands as she clutched the shotgun. Raphael's eyes were fixed on me, his face a mask of shock and confusion.

And the worst part was there was no way for me to call for help. Plus this is a Monday morning, Dahlia needs to be in school. My goodness, she must be so worried. I really hope Tina took her already. My heart was aching. It was killing me to think I let my guards down and was once again deceived. How stupid could I be? Why did I let myself fall in love with him once again? What made me think he wouldn't leave me again? If he left me once, he would surely leave me again. And he did. With tears in my eyes and pain in my heart, I started destroying every piece of furniture in the house. I just had to do it to get rid of the anger in me.