10000 Reasons Chords Novels & Stories

Elena appeared to be doing something more difficult,holding it alongside with what she already knew and examining the space between them. ‘My father's version’,she finally said,has no mismanagement in it. My grandfather was the wronged party,full stop,no reason, no gaps. ‘Stories without reason usually have somewhere they’re hiding it’,Adrian said.‘ She looked at him sharply. Then,after a pause,something that was almost a reluctant acknowledgement crossed her face “yes”,she said, ‘they do.’

THERE GOES MY HEART BEATING, CAUSE YOU ARE THE REASON, I'M LOSING MY SLEEP, PLEASE COME BACK NOW, AND THERE GOES MY MIND RACING, AND YOU ARE THE REASON, THAT I'M STILL BREATHING, I'M HOPELESS NOW, I'D CLIMB EVERY MOUNTAIN, AND SWIM EVERY OCEAN, JUST TO BE WITH YOU, AND FIX WHAT I'VE BROKEN, OH' CAUSE I NEED YOU TO SEE THAT YOU ARE THE REASON, THERE GOES MY HAND SHAKING,

"Evelyn, if there’s a chance..." "Arthur, please," Evelyn interrupted gently, her voice cracking slightly. She looked at Julian, her old friend, who knew exactly how much pain she had already endured in secret. "What are the realistic odds, Julian? Don't give me the brochure version." Julian sighed, sliding his hands into his pockets. He looked remarkably human in that moment, the sterile doctor persona fading away. "Ten percent, Evelyn. Maybe fifteen if your heart stays strong through the first cycle. It won't cure you. But it could buy you an extra year. Maybe two."

Ten minutes. Ten minutes. ♠️️♠️♠️♠️

Not slashes of rage—no, these were discussions carved into flesh. Two Cross torturers circled him like tailors fitting a suit, bickering with the casualness of men debating wine pairings. “I still say we start with the fingers,” one mused, tapping a blade against Rowan’s knuckles as if testing ripeness. “Delicate. Personal. Nathan will recognize them instantly.” The other scoffed. “Too predictable. We should begin with something he kissed. A shoulder, perhaps? Romantic, isn’t it? Let the boy unwrap a memory.”

Until 10 seconds were left. “10” “9…” “8…” “7…..” “6……” “5…….” “4……..” “3……….” “2………….* “1— [ To be continued.. ]

Ryan paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "I can offer more money. Is one million dollars enough?" I sighed. My voice was calm as I replied, "Ryan, we're not from the same world. Let's not contact each other anymore." "I can make it two million dollars," Ryan quickly said. "I already lost nine years of freedom. I'm not spending the rest of my life tied to you." My refusal lit his fuse instantly. "Daisy, don't be ungrateful! I'm asking you one last time. Are you—" I cut him off sharply, "I'm never going back to you! Bye!"

She raised her hand up and stared at her fingers blending it with the ceiling and sang a song, “~meomchul su eomneun I tteollimeun on and on and on~ nae jeonbureul neoran sesange da deonjigo shipeo ~ Look at me look at me now ~ ireoke neon nal aetaeugo itjana kkeul su eopseo~ uri sarangeun buljangnan~ Oh oh oh oh my love is on fire ~”

"Why are we breaking up? Is it because you're going abroad? Have you gotten tired of me?" I exhaled deeply, feeling utterly drained. After everything, she still couldn't see what the real problem was. "Isabelle, we've been together for seven years. I've proposed to you a hundred times, and you turned me down every single time. What reason do I have to keep holding on? "If Ronald never gets married, am I supposed to end up like him too?" Her eyes went teary, her voice soft and plaintive. "But Ronald has separation anxiety. He's sick. I've been with him since we were kids. We made a promise that if he never got married, I wouldn't either.

I'm gonna take this moment🎵🎶 And make it last forever🎵🎶 I'm gonna give my heart away🎵🎶 And pray we'll stay together🎵🎶 Cause you're the one good reason🎵🎶 You're the only girl that I need🎵🎶 Cause you're more beautiful than I have ever seen🎵🎶 I'm gonna take this night🎵🎶 And make it evergreen🎵🎶