Bye My First Novels & Stories

l said coldly, l stood up angrily and walked out on my father, that was something I have never done before, l went straight to my room and locked myself up, l cried my eyes out that night, Ariana had consoled me over the phone, promising me that everything will be fine I heard a knock on the door the next morning, l had woken up with a migraine "Go away, "l said groaning in discomfort, l have never inferred that my life will be this miserable, l sluggishly came down from the bed, l moved to the door as soon as l heard Ma Grace's voice, l hugged her tightly feeling the warmth of a motherly body, l felt better after breaking the hug, she smiled at me and moved towards my table to drop the foo

** A Return to Joy** The warm, salty air of Seabreeze enveloped Claire as she stepped out onto the porch one early morning, the first rays of sunlight casting a soft glow over the garden. It was quiet, save for the distant calls of seagulls and the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze. Claire took a deep breath, savoring the peacefulness that had become a cherished part of her daily routine.

I smiled as I reminisced the first time I met my true family "I was strolling through the woods when I had caught the strong scent of blood. Strangely enough, even though some part of the scent repelled me, most of it called to me like a moth drawn to a flame. I followed the scent and found a 12 year old wolf lying in pool of her own blood. I am used to blood due to my nature but it was the first time I was terrified to see it. I didn't know what to do and she was losing consciousness fast. I had the strangest urge to protect her, to save her. There was one way but our bloods could never truly be as compatible." Alex started

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

"She? Don't tell me you hung up earlier because of the girl, I heard a glimpse of her earlier. Hey, don't tell me you're in the same room together, tell me how far you and her are going." The moment the notification screen popped up, the other party responded to his message, but Laetus was in no hurry to reply back, he turned to stand up, then slowly walked over to the large window in his room. Gazing at the city below, always bustling with people, due to being high, the noisy sounds below could not reach Laetus' ears. The soft sunlight in the morning also shone on the angular face, further emphasizing the pure but cold beauty of someone, his eyes were also cold when he suddenly remembered t

BACK TO BECCA I open my eyes, halfway, my sight blurry. The first person I see is him... Kyle... A smile quickly forms on my face. "Kyle." Kyle looks at me happily looking like he will burst into tears any minute from now. "Becca!" Kyle shrieks in delight. He kisses my hand. This place smells horrible and I am feeling horrible. My whole body is in tremendous pain. I can't turn my head wholly but I turn it a bit and I see him.

Keep your eyes on my profile and your inbox. Bye, my love.🖤 Hmm… this still feels unreal.🥹

It was Stay by Justin Bieber. He gave me one of his sexy, smug smiles as he said playfully “It’s exactly why It’s my favorite. I’ll always listen to it and remember the first time my heart started beating for you, Angel. Come on! It’s a happy song, it could even be our song” “No! It can never be our song” I objected in a horrified tone. “You freaked the hell out of me back then Lucas. I was scared shitless of you. That’s not a happy memory to hold on to” I said with a pout.

She muttered as tears covered her sight. She bit her lip in exasperation till she could taste her own blood, “I wasn't given a chance to see you on your last day in this world... I would give anything to see you celebrate your birthdays, 7th, 16th, 18th, but none of it would ever happen because they took you from me.” She muttered while sobbing. Wishing her daughter was still alive with her, within reach where she could hug, kiss, and tell her how much she loved her every day.

She remembered the first time she met him; he was arrogant and annoying. "I miss you..." whispered Becky, holding back herself from touching his face. She silently cried, "I haven't had a chance to tell you this, but I'm sorry for what my father has done to you. I'd give you my life in return, but I know you probably don't want me to be with you, so I'll leave you alone. I hope you'll be okay, well, I know you'll be okay because you are The Great James Miller..."