Cant Hurt Me Novel Quotes Novels & Stories

More letters flew open around her, unleashing her memories aloud: “I hate him.” “I wish he had just gone away.” “I love him, but I’m afraid of what that means.” The words echoed in the chamber like thunder. Vincent staggered, each line piercing his heart. His claws trembled and his gold eyes dimmed. Camela screamed, “Don’t listen to him! Don’t let him twist this!” Vincent gasped for breath and he dropped to his knees, softly whispering, “Camela…you wrote these.” “Yes,” she replied as she breathed heavily through the tears streaming down her face. “And I meant every one of them…even the word that hurts. But I never wanted him to use them against you; they were mine.”

“You’ll never be as good as Della in any aspect. You won’t even be as a quarter as she is no matter how your pathetic little ass tries.” “Don’t ever get close to me again, or I’ll make sure you’ll suffer greatly.” I said coldly, and after that, I let out more aura and broke her hand before pushing her hard so that she had an impact on the wall before falling to the ground. I’m sure it would heal in just a matter of minutes, but it sure would hurt like hell. My breathing started becoming shallow and the heat I was feeling was incredibly intensified. “You bitch, what the hell did you put on that coffee?” I angrily asked Nancy but she merely smirked.

Plus, the last thing I want is a round two. I force my upper body up the ground, leaning both my arms folded on my spread open knees. Every inch of my body feels like it’s on fire. The pain is aggravating yet I’m trying to get my act together. In a world where only you have got your back, never show weakness. That’s a quote I learnt from the asshole of a mother I had. Man, I’m so glad I got both my parents killed. I take a deep breath and stare at my environment, soaking the beautiful view.

Can he take a hint? “Neither am I.” What the hell is that supposed to mean? He seems to freely give out a massive amount of attention to anyone with two arms, two legs and a head. When I don’t say some desperate reply that one of the girls that circle him would say, he starts questioning me. “With pain comes strength.” Is he stealing a page from his friend's playbook by quoting my tattoo that runs down my inner forearm? “Is that a mantra of yours?”

Immediately he said that I run towards my window to look around, and when I didn't see anyone I sighed in relief “Stop threatening me, what is your problem?” “I'm just reminding you not to be funny moma see you” He hung up the phone, I slumped down on the bed as tears rolled down my eyes, I thought I have found my safe space when I went back to SHANTY yet I've fallen into another problem I just want to have my revenge why is it so hard to get, why can't I just get what I want, I can't have my revenge, I can't die in peace what is this? Fuck I'm exhausted.

“He just... handed her everything she wanted.” “Cassandra?” I nodded, numb. “Now she has his words to use. Proof that even my son hates me.” “Ethan’s hurt,” Maya said softly. “People say things when they’re bleeding inside.” “But the world doesn’t care about context,” I said bitterly. “They only care about the quote.” I turned from the window and sank onto the couch, my hands trembling. The silence stretched for a few seconds before my phone lit up again. Maya grabbed it first. “No......don’t.”

Thank you for endlessly listening to me spit out all the pain of 2019 in your faces. Lastly, to the person who inspired me to write this novel; There’s nothing the old you wouldn’t know that I haven’t already said. You were “the one”. It’s really unfortunate that you have to walk away. It still hurts me until this day. Everyday proves what I’ve realized when I lost you: Once it happens, I May no longer be able to find you again in this lifetime. I still wish you all the best in life. Just like what Anthony said, “When I drift off, I’ll dream of you. It’s always you.”

The windows allowed natural light to pour in which provided a warm glow to the room during day time. Then the remaining walls were painted with warm peach color and adorned with frames having some of the best quotes of all time. Claire's favorite one of all was, "So you are shattered?! It's okay. Every shattered piece can be made whole again. Just give it a little effort and attention." She felt that this quote was portraying her life condition. She had the broken pieces of her life collected in her palms and by jumping into the field of career, she was attempting to rebuild it again.

Instead, I brought her fruits and we'd talk before she falls asleep and when she does,I'd kiss her forehead and pray to God to keep her. The scene of her body in the coffin was stuck my mind, hunting me. It was a real life nightmare I had fallen into and couldn't wake from. When they put her into the ground,I broke in ways I've never been broken before. Parts of me intertwined with her was buried that day and I'd never recover. 'That's the thing about pain,it demands to be felt' it was a quote from John Green's The fault in our stars,which sat on my nightstand stand as i could barely read through the last few fury pages that reminded me of my mother.

"Even you are shouting at me? Cathelina Bright, are you seeking death? " Cathelina Bright squatted on the ground and covered her face with her hands: "I only feel wronged, why is it that no matter what I say or do, it's all wrong? Jackie, what do you want from me? What else can I do to return to the past? "