Tragic Romance Novels & Stories

He didn't move even when everyone is still staring at him, his eyes scanning everything around him, everything that moves around him, and when his eyes were directed toward where I stood my body trembled slightly. After he left, I waited for at least another half an hour before I decided to call a cab. • • • "Fuck!" A stack of paper come flying around the room as I stood near the door watching Luigi letting out his rage. His room is the object of his anger, all his stuff comes tumbling down all over his floor, and paper is everywhere being thrown. His anger was clearly because of the news about his dead man and my unsuccessful work and the bad news that comes to him just now about his man lo

Loki asked while she begged and kept crying. " didn't you remember the day that you agreed if I disappear? and you said our relationship is only one year, right? Jen walked away after he said those words, while Loki just kept crying .Nao stood her behind and approached her, while he gave her a handkerchief "Don't cry" Loki looked at him and kept crying. "Nao!, why’s that happened? I never did anything wrong to him but w-why he left me like nothing!? " Nao just embraced Loki and rain began poured outside at the mall. Nao placed his jacket on her head and held her hand tightly to get inside at the mall. He rubbed her back while she kept crying.

"I am lonely most of the time. But now I have you. I won't be lonely anymore" She came closer to him placing both of her hands on his cheeks,stared into his eyes,he stared back. There seemed to be a change of atmosphere at that point. It became a romantic atmosphere. He gently placed his hands around her waist. She got closer,her face just an inch away from his and she gave him a kiss on his lips. It was so magical that he had to close his eyes. She continued kissing,this time she focused on the lower lip,then then upper lip and he picked up the pace from there. They kissed each other's lips so passionately until Jane let out a slight moan. He then went further to kiss her neck,while squeezi

“I can’t wait to invite Dad around for dinner. He’s been dying to see it finished.” “How are things going with your dad?” I asked. “I know I’ve not been around much, with working on the house and all.” Gia radiated happiness. “Things couldn’t be better,” she replied. “Dad took me out for lunch yesterday, and we talked about Mom. He spared me the sordid details, but he speaks so fondly of her, Kian. Their love story is such a tragic one, kind of like Romeo and Juliet but without the death scene at the end.” Then she frowned, rethinking her analogy. “I hope they get a happy ending someday. Soulmates torn apart by tragic circumstances. It just seems so unfair, doesn’t it?”

The pretty twenty-two year old nodded and walked to the front of the desk. “May I be of assistance to you gentlemen?” Ben took a good look at her and smiled. “Actually, yes. Would you help me find a book I’ve been looking for?” She smiled back. “What is the book called?” “I’m not sure but it is about two young star-crossed lovers whose parents are enemies, so they get married without their parents knowing but it all ends in tragedy when both die.”

But I could never understand a ruined man's logic. "Do you believe their love for each other was beautiful?" He questions. "Well, yeah." I answer. "Their love was tragic. So, tragedy is beautiful." I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion. It all makes sense, then again, it doesn't. I do not question him though. I just spend the rest of the night wondering about the man who proclaims tragedy is beauty. That memory gets me to thinking, our love is tragedy. We're constantly being torn apart from one another. The most time we've spent together was those seven weeks Michael and Markus didn't attempt to hurt us. Little did we know, they were scheming their biggest plan yet.

It's not like we didn't love each other before we said it. This was supposed to be a romance, a tale about the power of love instead it turned into a tragedy and I felt like I was stuck in one of those Shakespeare movies Khai liked to watch. There was one where the two idiots in love committed suicide and I wondered what was even the point? They could've run away. They could've done anything else but die. I envied them. They had options. In my situation it was either Khai or me, one had to die for some reason. Previously it was only me who was clearly dying, Khai's death wasn't even an option or a thought but here we were, mourning him like he gave us a heads-up.

The man still has strong muscles in every part of his body. Accompanied by the moonlight, they reminisce about their youth. The room was filled with squeaks and sighs by two people who were always intoxicated with romance. ~ Jacob's face looked gloomy and annoyed all day. His wife had kept her word last night that they were going home as soon as possible. In the afternoon, they will return. This made Jacob feel grumpy. Just be careful if you get home, Jacob will blame his two children for disturbing his honeymoon. "Jake, come here and help me," said Maria, who was fixing her clothes. The middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful turned her waist in annoyance at her husband who was just si

He just proved that he is more than a loser. “No!” The widowed woman kept crying, and we felt sorry seeing her witness her mate’s death. After a moment of a heartbreaking moment from our enemies, we heard Hera speak. “Kill me. Please.” I let out a sigh, and looked at my parents and back to the helpless woman. I know she wants to suffer less and be with the love of her life, whom she would do anything just to please him. Aw, it's so romantic… but a tragic love story. A Romeo and Juliet style.

he asked with such politeness that Selene couldn't refuse, and her eyes lit up again. "Yes," she whispered in response. Frederick settled more comfortably in the chair and paid attention, feeling excited like a child. "Romeo and Juliet." "Eh?" "The book I have in my hands is about a tragic romance between Romeo and Juliet, by the author William Shakespeare. Do you still want me to read it?" she asked, unsure if he would accept. "I would be delighted to hear it, my Lady, please," he requested, and Selene nodded.