Historia Triste Romane & Geschichten

Elyria's gaze met mine. "Instead, it mastered him." Silence settled between us. The truth hurt more than I expected. This tragedy had begun with friendship. With love. With wounded pride. Every terrible event that followed traced back to hearts that failed to heal. My thoughts drifted toward Matthias. Toward Fenric. Toward every betrayal that had shaped my own life. History truly repeated itself. A breeze swept across the meadow. The peaceful landscape shimmered slightly. Elyria looked toward the distant horizon.

“This kingdom was called Blood Moon.” The name echoed strangely in Serafina’s mind. Blood Moon. She frowned a little. “I’ve never heard of it before.” “I’m not surprised. Their history was erased.” “By whom?” Darius closed the book. “No one knows for certain. But the stories all end the same way. They were betrayed.” A strange sadness washed over Serafina. “Did everyone die?” She whispered. Darius looked at her. “So the stories say.” Her chest tightened. For a brief second, she imagined flames consuming a castle. Warriors screaming. A child screaming. Then the vision disappeared before she could grasp it. She pressed a hand against her temple once again. These headaches and flashes. What was

It happened five years ago. The Harts and the Rodds were supposed to form a merger. Their two company would work side by side and then become one of the strongest in the country Z. But this alliance could only be formed if the two families were to marry. So the Rodds gave their daughter to the Harts. Fabian was supposed to marry Marrita Rodd. But Marrita had a fatal accident and died in the car crash. But it was a suicide only Jasmine knew of.

Those hideous scars, the pain I had caused, laid bare for all to see. My wolf let out a mournful cry, and my heart felt like it was being ripped in two.

Victor and Isabella let me down. Victor, the man I trusted and loved hid a truth that changed how I saw him. Isabella, my daughter kept secrets that could tear our family apart. Their lies and silences hurt me. I felt angry, sad and disbelieving.I rubbed my temples. How did everything fall apart fast? One minute we were getting ready for an event. The next I was facing betrayal. My heart hurt knowing the people I trusted were breaking apart.I tried to understand my feelings. I was angry at Victor. I was disappointed in Isabella. I realized I was blind. All of it was crashing together inside me. I thought about the envelope, the party and the whispers from guests. The images and feelings woul

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

She even publicly accused several of his secretaries of being mistresses. Morale at the company plummeted, and with the business already struggling, it only got worse. As for Lily, after her abortion, she spiraled. Now she’s known in wealthy social circles as a full-time mistress, constantly getting into fights on the streets with the wives of her sugar daddies. Knowing that the people who hurt me are now living miserable lives didn’t rattle me. After all, I’ve already found my happiness. Now that I had that, the dirt from my past didn’t matter.

This wasn’t a simple love triangle. This was unfinished history. And history doesn’t fade quietly. It fights to repeat itself. ---

Of all people, I found salvation in a Sario. I spent years telling myself this is just the way the world is. It’s no one’s fault, just luck of the draw. Now I know that’s not true. Now I have someone to blame for my suffering. How many more Unfortunates were born a Fortunate? How many children are suffering in Unfortunate camps because their parents didn’t want them?

"Which of you here would like to live for another seconds immediately after he/she found out her brother is dead, her mom is in coma with few chances of survival, and her younger sister is being kidnapped? Tell me, which of you can take such a tragedy within 48hours?!" Silence filled the room and all heads were bowed low. No one responded to her question. She snickered and said, "You see...I was right after all, none of you understand what it feels like to undergo such a bad experience!" "You're wrong. I've lost two important persons in my life and the pain has been a long-lasting one" Greg said and that arouses everyone interest in the room with the exception of his wife. "I lost my mom on