A Little Life Jude Novels & Stories

It’s awe. “They love each other,” Jude says, voice soft like he’s afraid of scaring the words away. He pours us both drinks. Hands me mine. I take it, sip, and let the bitter sting slap the jealousy out of me. Even now, I think. Even after today. Viv still looks at him like he’s her whole damn universe. And Jace? That man only sees her. I stare harder. Like I can figure out their secret if I squint hard enough.

"What are you saying? It's not the hardship I mind, it's just that I'm scared for you..." "Scared of what for me?" With a tilt of his head, Anthony's face was suddenly close, his breath warm on my skin. My thoughts scattered to the wind. "I'm scared you won't make it back." Anthony paused, a look of surprise on his face. "Yasmine, do you believe in second chances at life?" I gazed deep into his eyes, feeling myself drawn in, and my hunch was spot on. Anthony had come back to life too.

Josephine was not sure if she had done the right thing. But her child's life was on the line. She had her back against the door, and her heart was beginning to race. Again and again, she told herself it was only a transfusion. She tried to convince herself that once I regained my memories, I would forgive her. She tried to convince herself that once I regained my memories, I would forgive her. Every trace of light in them had gone out, leaving behind only a lifeless wasteland.

The promises we made in the moonlit forest, in the end, were no match for the passage of time and the distance formed between our hearts. Leon's death was the final price he paid for his mistakes, while Lucas' choice to stay at the border to atone marked a heavy, final chapter to this twisted story. I leaned against Kane's shoulder, feeling his warmth. Sean chattered away beside me, telling funny stories that happened at the army camp. Sunlight streamed through the window, warming us and making everything feel peaceful and perfect. My old wounds were like faded scars. They existed, but they no longer hurt. The road ahead was still long, but I knew that as long as I had Kane and Sean by my si

He looked like he had just woken up. "There is coffee," Clarissa said. "In the pot." Jude grunted and poured himself a cup of coffee. He did not add sugar neither did he add cream. AHe just drank it black. "You are a monster," Colette said. "You are annoying." "Those are not mutually exclusive." I sat down at the table and simply watched them. Colette was flipping pancakes, Clarissa was making bacon, Jude was drinking his coffee and pretending to be invisible. It was normal...It was ordinary...It was everything I had ever wanted.

He said quietly" You don't have to tell me everything...But if you ever need someone to talk to let me know. I am here. You don't have to bear this weight by yourself." With emotion tightening in her chest Leo nodded with a small smile. "This will stick to my memory. Thanks." Jude gave her a final glance before turning to leave and walking down the corridor. Leo stood there for a few seconds, staring after him. She finally found someone who could help her get out of this nightmare called life. And for the first time she sensed that there was hope.

An unscrupulous company discharges toxic wastewater into the river, causing my whole family to be poisoned because we rely on that river for survival. Everyone in my family, including my aunts and uncles, lives in the same village. We're all waiting for an urgent antidote delivery to save our lives. My boyfriend is Harrison Somers, and his company is the only one with the antidote. So, I ask him for it. He agrees to come but doesn't show up after a long time. Ultimately, my family members die after being tormented by the toxic wastewater because they don't have the antidote. Meanwhile, Harrison shows up at the hospital with his childhood sweetheart because she accidentally sliced her fin

Oh my dear Ryan, my beloved little king. - How are you here? I saw you die. - he asks. - I really died, my son. - So, how are you here? – he stops and thinks – did I die? Where are we? - he said, looking everywhere. - This is the kingdom between life and death. - So I finally died? – he says, lowering his head – will I never see my mates again? - Son, you can't stay here. You have to go back. - No – screams Ryan – I don't want to go back. I only find pain if I go back. I want to stay with you.

I trailed off, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much his presence, and his friends' actions, affected me. "Oh, I'm sorry," Jude said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Did I interrupt your pity party? Maybe if you spent less time feeling sorry for yourself, you'd actually learn something." "And also, you're dealing with what?" Jude pressed, raising an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Like what? The intricate patterns on the ceiling suddenly demanding your attention? Or maybe you were too busy daydreaming about your next meal to concentrate?" His eyes flicked down my body, a quick, dismissive glance that felt like a slap in the face.

His lamentations were enough for her to hear. After all the bitter winters and healing autumns that life has brought to them, their sufferings have not ever sprouted. So the day has come for her. The most doleful day that she is only alive, being hugged and kissed, in the most cherished memories of the people who remembers her. But in reality, she is no longer… Shanta has already been erased from the world and from the minds of these people who once became a part of her life. Because three years ago, she was declared dead. And now, she wanders like a restless soul.