Bound By The Past Novels & Stories

When Ruby shook her head, Riley continued, "That's alright. It doesn't have to be awkward. And besides, he doesn't have a crush on you anymore. You can choose to drown yourself in the past or choose to put it behind you and look forward to the future." "How does it even work like that for some people? Our past influences our life. It is a part of our life." Ruby realised she was diving deeper into her mind. It was no longer about just Luke. "It's fascinating how our past can shape our present and future," Ruby mused, her thoughts venturing beyond Luke and delving into the complexities of life. She found herself exploring the intricate relationship between personal history and one's current s

I asked with a shaken voice, and he scoffed. "I can't let go of the past,"he said, and I glared at him. "What's wrong with you? Why are you so adamant?" "I should be asking you such a question. Why can't you just join hands with me so that we can finish Damon, and return our mandate?"I shifted backward as he moved closer to me with a convincing look on his face. "I can't possibly do it because I've moved on with the past. I can't continue to dwell on the past,"my voice cracked as those words came out of my mouth.

I said thoughtfully. "But bygones are bygones...we should not keep hovering the past affecting our present...Right?" I asked her cautiously. I am very much cautious while saying anything because sometimes your words may affect the person in an adverse way. "But these thoughts still haunt me...i consider myself responsible f...for losing him...i thi— think those people were right when they called me bad...bad omen for him..." She said but at last, it feels like she was talking to herself.

All I can hear is that final breath. All I can see is the blood pooling around her. All I know is that we’re too late. And Elias is still out there.

When he was done, he picked her up heading back to her room. If someone were to ask him if he likes her now? He would say maybe but that tinge of hate was still there. He could never forgive her mother for what she had done. In some point of his life, he learnt that the sin's of the parent's often moves back to the child. The next morning, magnolia woke up feeling a slight pain in her forehead. She cursed at that damned woman for doing this to her, she touched her forehead as she fell back into bed. She couldn't help but wonder who had helped her dress the wound, if it was Orion...

But I hold back keeping those questions to myself before they can escape. What's the purpose? We can't alter the past. The past is already written carved in stone, unalterable. But the future—that's a whole different story. I let out a sharp breath shaking my head once more. "It's late," I say trying to shift the topic trying to push aside the crushing weight bearing down on me. "We both need sleep." Adrian doesn't fight back, but he doesn't budge either. He remains seated, his eyes on me for a while before he nods. "Yeah," he says. "We do."

The howls faded into the distance, leaving behind an eerie silence that pressed down on me like a suffocating weight. As my eyes drifted shut, one thought lingered in my mind: I was trapped. By the past, by the bond, by him. And there was no escape.

Gage said. “Nobody’s killing him.” Dominic looked back at the woman seated at the bar. She was looking right back at him, and she licked her bottom lip. The action made Dominic’s groin tighten before she turned away first, ordering another drink. Gage turned then and gripped Dominic’s shoulder in his hand. “I wouldn’t blame you if you did kill the bastard. You’ve always had it so much worse than the rest of us.” Dominic didn’t want to talk about the past, especially not about the memories of that basement. He’d had enough memories for one day—for a whole lifetime, actually. “We’re family, Gage. That will never change.”

Kissed my forehead like he always does and left. What is father saying? how do we look at each other? Anytime I see Tyler, I feel like smashing his head on something, and that one-night stand was a mistake. A very big mistake. I don't know what is wrong with these elders sometimes. They don't listen to the younger ones and only believe what they want to believe

THORNE Leaving Lunarava was no struggle. You don’t feel remorse leaving behind a council of old men. But leaving a dying kingdom, my kingdom, was anguish. A land that survived only on tributes and taxes while its crops withered year after year. Rose Circle’s lush gardens and evergreen forests mocked me. Even if I conquered them, my curse would follow. The moment I claimed their lands, their gardens would rot. The Moon Goddess made sure of that. I was being punished for a crime I never committed.