Ariana Leave Me Lonely Novels & Stories

“Blake also misses you.” My chest tightened. “I know. I’ll be back soon, I promise.” “Are you okay though?” she asked. “Like, really okay?” “I’m okay, Ariana. Red Moon pack is awesome,” I said slowly. “I’m glad,” Ariana said. “You deserve nice things. Just come back soon, okay?” I smiled. “I’ll be back in two days.” “I better go,” she said. “My mum needs me. I’ll see you when you get back to River Moon”

The words hung in the air between us like a blade, unsheathed. Lucas blinked, the silence cracking under the weight of it. “What?” “You heard me,” I replied. “I want to go. With him. With my children. Away from this place, this war, this never-ending burden.” His jaw tightened. “Ariana—” “You once told me once that when this sacrifice is done, I am free to go. But you never mentioned that I have to sacrifice so much.” I cut in, stepping closer. “This is it. I’m not Luna. I’m not your shield or your sword. I’m a woman who has lost too much and is still standing. I want to leave while there’s still something left of me to take with me.”

Or is he somewhat involved in her traumatic experience she seems to unconsciously defy him as a form of retaliation? She shook the last idea out of her mind. Whatever the reason she knows what she feels about him is real. Maybe it's better she forget bad experiences. They could start a new beginning. Because truth be told she doesn't have the slightest desire to remember again. Van hugged her on the waist. "I'm begging you. I don't want to lose you. Don't leave my side. Don't ever disappear from me again." Touched to the bones Ara imprisoned his face between her hands. Eye to eye she spoke, "I could use some privacy sometimes you know. I will never leave your side. I love you."

No Aria. He dragged a hand down his face and pushed himself to stand, pacing over broken glass from the vase he’d shattered last night when the reality hit—she wasn’t coming back. “She was mine,” he muttered, wild eyes scanning the mess of the living room. “She was supposed to be mine…” The sound of silence buzzed louder than any crowd ever had. No Kristen. No mother. No backup. “I made you,” he snarled, slamming the tumbler on the counter. “I gave you a goddamn future—how dare you leave me for him.”

"You have no right to interfere or question my choices. It's not your concern." Pushing him away, I break free from his grasp. I turn my back on him and the club, determined to reclaim my independence. Without another word, I walk away, leaving behind the echoing silence of our shattered connection. Tears find their way to escape my eyes.

As you go so far My heart says stay back Because it clinches for your smile It cannot relate someone so pure It cannot stay so endure You are carrying my heart away So peaceful and keen to say That I love you And I will love you Till the end

No one would even imagine a rich, pampered heiress walking away from luxury to spend her days in a remote, high-pressure research facility. When Stella brushed it off, everyone accepted it without question and went back to gossiping. During a data review session that night, Mia hesitated before finally speaking up. "You never talk about it, but I figured—you came here because of your fiance. He hurt you, didn't he?" Mia paused again before continuing, "He seems to regret it now. If you want to leave… I mean, it's strict here, but it's not impossible to request a special transfer." "I'm not leaving," replied Stella firmly, calmly.

“That’s because I’m the only one who has ever loved you for who you are. I don’t care about your money or your status, Derrick. All I want is you. Kara is a fool for not seeing that. She had you all to herself, and she cast you away.” “You’re the only one,” Derrick sighed, and turned his head. Then, drunkenly, he brushed his lips against mine. “Sometimes, I feel so alone without her. Knowing that she was sleeping in the room next to mine back home, before the fire…I took it for granted. Now, I’m all alone.” “You don’t have to be,” I insisted with another kiss. “You can have me if you want. I am always yours.” “Jade,” he said, kissing me again. “Jade…”

"Perfect. She. I don't know what I'd do without you, Chey." "Probably get lost, or abducted. Maybe fight another thief." "I can assure you, I will never be abducted. If I can hardly tolerate myself, I expect nobody else could either." They laugh at this and rise from the bench. Mira jostled her things about until she has a free arm. She stretches, back to me, and her shirts raises high enough to show the skin and curves of her waist. I nearly forgot about Jonah until he interrupted my view. "You followed me?" He accuses.

I love you. A raw, guttural sound of agony escaped Ethan's chest. He squeezed his eyes shut, pressing the notebook against his face as a solitary, burning tear finally slipped down his cheek. She was gone. She had packed her bags, walked out of his life, and left him trapped in a nightmare with a woman he despised. *** High above the clouds, thirty thousand feet in the air, the steady, rhythmic hum of a private jet’s jet engines filled the cabin. Ariana sat curled up in the oversized leather seat near the oval window, a thick cashmere blanket wrapped tightly around her trembling shoulders. Below her, the twinkling lights of the city were shrinking into tiny, distant specks, fading into the d