Affliction Book Novels & Stories

I’d never liked hospitals, but now, walking through these corridors, knowing that Alex was about to lose her sister, and knowing that there was nothing anyone could do, I was starting to hate them. The lights flickered overhead, casting long, pale shadows on the walls. Our footsteps echoed in the quiet hallway, a soft, rhythmic tapping that felt almost disrespectful in the stillness. The scent of disinfectant was thick in the air, mixing with the faint, acrid smell of something burnt, like the sharpness of impending grief and the inevitability of death. It was a smell that seemed to burrow into my skin, staining me with its heaviness.

She then slammed the door shut, and I felt my eardrums bursting afterward. Worse than the stressful incidents I had been through, this revelation about Zed bothered me more. I could never accept that the kindness and thoughtfulness of Zed had some darkness behind it. It hurt me even deeper to know that his major flaw was not only his sexual incapabilities for having Erectile Dysfunction Syndrome, but also for being the mastermind of my emotional turmoil.

I am that poison. I’m the only thing wrong with Bloodbound pack. Without me everything would be nice, free and uncomplicated. All I did was love with all of my heart but my love has turned to a twisted sickness infecting the pack and I’m acutely aware of it. And so I stay in my room, far away from the festivities. Rumours start about me, and they grow and spread, reaching me. There are rumours that I cry myself to sleep each night, bitch please. My tears have long dried up. They say I stay up all night begging to goddess to take back her pup. Quite conflicting as I should be crying myself to sleep, and so not me. Those darkest, most shameful wishes were only for an instant and I have quickly

Elara “That decision is stupid,” he said in a way that I found insulting. "The fact that you decide about us is an absurd, foolish decision and something I will never understand. The point of being soulmates is that we can not only know each other but also support each other and, more than that, be each other's pillar. The fact that you have three pillars you could lean on, but you don't want to lean on them because you're afraid of what some damn old book says... it's disappointing."

I had never, not once in my entire life looked at a man like this. Men were barely stepping stones I used to achieve my goals. They were useless distraction. Romantic attraction? Love at first sight? That was pure, unadulterated bullshit fed to naive girls in cheesy webnovels. It didn't exist in my world. It was simply always business to me. Always. So why the fuck was my pulse hammering in my throat just from the proximity of his body? No. It has to be the alcohol. I reached up and placed my hands against his chest, trying to lightly push myself away. ‘’Th-Thanks.’’ I muttered, my voice sounding strangely thick and raspy in my own ears.

Though our relationship started as an affair, we proved to each other and everyone that love will always win out in the end. Katarina no longer has an affair with the President. What she has is an ongoing affair with her husband…. ME.

too innocent. I was supposed to be the one in control, the one who knew better, but I had let myself slip, falling into desire when I should’ve been stronger. I clenched my fists, the weight of my actions bearing down on me harder with each second. Anger bubbled up inside me. I slammed my fist against the shower wall, the sharp pain barely registering over the regret eating away at me. "Damn it!" I cursed myself under my breath, furious at how easily I had let myself get lost in the moment. She had only wanted to help. That’s all it was. But I let it become something else.

I didn't want to leave my family behind. But I knew my own body. I didn't have much time left. I wondered if I could even make it through this winter. After this round of tests, I ended up spending more and more time in the hospital. On top of the bouts of unconsciousness, the muscles in my legs started to atrophy. I could only sit in a wheelchair, watching the flowers fall and the birds fly past the window. Winter crept in quietly. I sat in my wheelchair, staring at the snowflakes that had appeared in the sky without my noticing.

Shaking her head in a frantic motion, Emmeline fought the intoxicating pull of his proximity. This man was temptation incarnate. He was a walker of iniquity sent to drag her down into a den of ruin. She squeezed her eyes shut and desperately summoned the ultimate shield of her faith to combat the heat pooling in her belly. "Greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world. First John chapter four, verse four." She gasped the scripture in a breathless rush, clinging to the verse as a frantic reminder that the holy spirit within her was supposed to conquer the sinful flesh of the world. Yet her body continued its rank betrayal.

CHAPTER 1 ALEX It was Valentines but there I was in my shop, working on a dress because I didn't have a date or plans for the day. I hadn't gone on a date in four years and it was going to remain that way for a while because men started to repulse me from the moment the supposed love of my life betrayed me. Sighing tiredly, I checked the time to see it was past noon and immediately, my stomach grumbled. I decided to grab lunch before returning to finish the dress.