Novel & Cerita All The Lonely People

“Wayne is a sweet, sweet man. He’s alone. His wife died a few years back and he has no children. No family. No one. The farm has been in his family for several generations, but he’s the last of the line. The poor guy has one of the biggest farms I have ever worked on.” “How does that make him a poor guy?” “Because he worked so hard to keep it up,” I said with the same sadness I felt when I had left the day before. “He offered to sell it to you?” she questioned. I slowly shook my head. “No. Leave it to me. I think he’s given up. He is lonely and misses his wife. He kept talking about getting to see her again.” She put out her lower lip. “That’s so sad.” “It really is. He’s such a nice guy.”

I parked in the garage and went into the house. The house was quiet. It’s just me now. I’ll get used to it eventually, though I have to admit that I feel lonely. But I am not going to dwell on it. This feeling is just temporary. At least, I hope. Shaking that thought out of my head, I went to take a shower. When I was finished, I sat on my bed thinking about this point in my life. My job starts tomorrow night, so I’ll stay awake just a little longer to slowly adjust working the graveyard shift. Looking at the time, it’s only 10pm, so I looked for something to watch on one of those streaming networks. No matter how many streaming services or channels I have, there is always nothin

These people always have a great fun by teasing others no one shows interest to do friendship with me infact I too don't have any interest to do friendship with anyone I love to keep myself mysterious I never let someone to enter into my boundaries the one they think is not me I know what I'm but there is no need to others to know about me Loneliness is my partner calmness is my soul Lonely are the nights Lonely are the days Lonely am I, in so many ways Lonely are the seasons Lonely are the years So lonely am I that brings tears Lonely is this place Lonely is my life Lonely am I,that I reach for a knife Lonely is this court room Lonely is my sentence So lonely am I that ask for repentance .

On the day I was diagnosed with stage four cancer, Vivian Cross handed me a contract for a divorce reality show. I already knew that meant she'd lost another bet to her secretary, Miles Smith. They'd made ninety-nine bets over the years, and every time, Vivian let herself lose on purpose. She lost the house we decorated for our wedding. She lost the wedding itself. She even lost our son's body, handing him over so Miles could satisfy his twisted curiosity about the human body. Our baby had been seven months along when they donated his remains. He'd been so small. Vivian slid the contract across to me, tapping the papers. "Ethan, I lost another bet. It's just a reality show. Help me keep M

I have been a lone wolf since the alpha of the Moon Shadow pack disbanded and disowned me from the pack a hundred years ago because of my special and reliable ability that is one-of-a-kind; knowing everyone's truth and lies. "A hundred thousand dollars in exchange for the truth." I generously propose to the middle-aged man in front of me. "Excuse me?" asks the man before he glues his feet on the ground. He was simply passing through the corner of the same road with me but ended up getting a surprise proposal. Similar to this young woman with him, they convey these weird looks that are telling me that I might be some kind of psychopath or lunatic who wanders the street and randomly attacks an

We got in the car, pulled out a loudspeaker, strapped it to the roof, and started driving loops around the village. "Joel Grant and Michael Grant abandoned their wives—both almost nine months pregnant—to shack up with Rachel Smith, in their birthday suit, for two whole weeks!" "Rachel Smith shares a bed with two men!" This was a small village. Everyone knew each other. No way they could walk away from this without shame. After just two laps, our phones blew up. Joel and Michael came rushing after us with Rachel in tow, blocking our path. Rachel's eyes were red and swollen from crying. "Is it because I'm poor and not as pretty or rich as you guys? Is that why you two hate me? If everyone want

He never live without his phone as his most of the business was done on phone and laptop so he took them with him everywhere he went. He left his phone in the room as he wasn't in the right state of mind when he walked out of the room. He was tired of his life. He was tired of punishing Fatima for the undone deed . He was tired of everything . He just wanted Aima to become healthy again because she was the one and all he had in his life. But still he felt alone . Entering the dark world removed the last bit of sympathy in him which was left after her.

Maybe it’s because I’ve not had friends since I was a teen and lost touch on what it’s like to have people to hang around with, I shrug, I am not sure, but the feeling is nice. I’m as lonely as the word lonely can get, I have nothing of extra value apart from my savings, which I managed to have from mostly my dad and hard work but other than that, I’m just an ordinary lady yet this man who seems to have everything is going through this ‘ordinary’ path to be with me.

Interesting Facts about the Lonely God that nobody asked for 1. Not many people know this but The Lonely God is an individual book in the trilogy Of Me and My Mate. The first book in the series is called My Mate is My Enemy, which is the story about Nefret’s grandparents. It was my first ever werewolf book on Wattpad. The second book in the series is called Chasing My Mate which is the story about Erika’s parents. You need not read the previous two books to read The Lonely God but if you are curious and have some penny to spare then you’ll find the books on Dreame. You’d have to pay to read though.

I am about to ask everyone to clear the way when a growl is heard from the back. A man is pushing his way towards the front he looks like he could kill someone as the crowd parts for him. He says in what is obviously his wolf’s voice,” Mate is here! Mate is sad….” While growling and walking through the crowd. I can’t see the guy but the only sad person here is Leann she looks toward the voice. The group of guys start to separate no one keeps mates apart on purpose. Leann is watching as a man walks from the group finally getting through. She almost completely stops crying as her mouth drops opened. The guy says “Leann?” She’s still just staring and he looks like he’s seen a ghost. He runs to