A Beloved Existence Novels & Stories

I still had dignity. At that point, love felt like such a luxury that I no longer dared to ask for it. I had loved someone passionately for so many years, yet I had been betrayed. Now, I had stopped believing in love. To me, love didn’t exist—it was just a story people told in books.

“You are Xenon's rebirth.” I am Xenon's what??!! I was breathing erratically, not believing all this crap. Why would the fates grant me this... this... doom? I wouldn't call this doom, but who wouldn't? I know I hadn't been the most appealing person in the world for most of my eighteen years of living, and breathing in this world, but come on! It was like serving my own death warrant for the love of anything that was holy!

★★BELLA★★ Sitting alone on the bench for the past six hours, with my eyes all blurry because I can't concentrate, My butt starts to ache. I don't think it's alright to go inside, that woman in there, she doesn't like me. I've taken a nap twice, still the evening is taking so long to get here. I continued to swing my legs with hope that Jayden will come back and find me here. I lost my phone with all the tension.

The presence paused. Clarify. I lifted my chin. Heart pounding. “You split us because you thought we couldn’t exist whole,” I said. “You built systems to control us.” A breath. “But we’re still here.” The twin stepped forward with me. Not physically. But inside. Aligned. “We choose to exist,” she said. The white trembled violently. The presence shifted. Choice is irrelevant. I shook my head. “No.” My voice didn’t shake this time. “Choice is the only thing that matters.”

I smiled as I kept thinking about the first time I met her, and I chuckled involuntarily, and just let all the recollection fills my brain and heart before I perished. It's so unhappy that we ended up like this but at the same time, I had no regret to let myself die here with her, with the sword which connected our bodies. I will never regret this moment even in heaven. This is between Love and Death, and I chose to disappear here with someone I used to loved and I used to hate. But in the end, I still fill the same way. I still felt my love for her that was only covered with anger and grief. But the most important thing was that the truth brought into this world. I held Ylisha's head and g

he stopped for a second and chuckled lightly. His eyes focused entirely on the little girl on his lap. "It's like out of nowhere, we would just find ourselves believing in things we never really gave a single fuck to begin with. We become people who are more accepting, especially of the flaws that the people we love have. We feel complete just to stand by their side."

She loved them and they loved her. It only explained further her loyalty to them all these years. She had children of her own and with all the money she had been pain through the years she would have easily retired but she chose not to, for love. “I’ll get you guys a heart meal, just stay put,” she said. Just like old times, Kenny and Donovan fought for the kitchen stool they thought was higher. She shook her head remembering this display vividly, “you never change do you,” Janet walked over and adjusted the other seat to be the same height as the first one.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky. Dad bought my favorite white daisies and arranged them all over the altar. Mom also bought my favorite snacks and neatly piled them on the side. "Ash," she whispered, as if afraid she would wake me. "I bought all your favorites. Have as much as you want. I hope you have a good life up in heaven. When you're ready, please be reborn through me, so you can be my flesh and blood."

Jouko stood up and tried to look like he wasn’t half starving. He bowed towards the gods and the jury. “My lord, my lady,” he addressed the gods. “The things that you have been told here today have been taken out of context and twisted to make them seem like something they are not,” he continued. “I am happy to hear that. Could you put things in the right context, please?” Absalom said. “With pleasure, my lord. In the last five generations the Beloved One have been showing signs of weakness that, quite frankly, is dangerous,” Jouko said.

he asked. Potential smiled, holding out the empty key. “Existence has grown as far as it can within itself,” they said. “But there is more beyond. Some places do not exist, not non-existence, not even potential. Places that have never been touched by choice or certainty or anything else we know.”