Deathly Loneliness Attacks Novels & Stories

“Freedom was never the goal.” His eyes suddenly seemed ancient. Older than houses. Older than memories. “I just didn’t want to be alone.” Silence. Deep silence. And at that moment Aren understood something. Something that Leon apparently also recognized. They couldn't defeat the being. Not really. Because the problem was not power. No darkness. No monster. The problem was loneliness. A loneliness that had grown for decades. Maybe for centuries. And suddenly Aren remembered Clara. To the girl sitting on the window.

" we looked miles in every direction from the place they were attacked. We couldn't even find their scent. " Then he asked, “not even a hint ?" Tom says "no Alpha we couldn't even sense the girls it's like they vanished completely although they didn't die we didn't feel that just like they can't be reached or sensed its like death but wasn't as painful as that permanente loss."

And by midnight, I was so close to losing my mind. Tom forced me to return home to rest for a bit. It wasn’t much of a home, was it? Alexandra wasn’t there. I would return to a dark and desolate apartment. I wouldn’t have the energy to put the lights on. It was a lonely night. A night when the entire world falls asleep and you see it shrouded in darkness, and only you are awake, eyes wide open. At the time, all the depressed loneliness breaks through the shackles, quickly sweeps through, and causes you to suffer. This was the period of loneliness when people were most vulnerable.

* It rushed. For a瞬, she could not see. Hear. Breathe. Dark. Not absence-of-light. Presence. Heavy. Thick. Full of whispers. Hate. Loneliness. Hungry, hungry, hungry— It groped for footholds in her. Old wounds. Old fears. You are too small. You are too weak. You are unlovable. You are a fraud. Luna did not deny them. She had sat with them only hours before.

I. In the end, I guess I am just going to die alone again. Nothing has changed. Just an endless cycle of my death. I wish it was a different one. I really did try. It wasn't good enough. Nothing I do is good enough for anyone... I am so scared of the dark... I don't want to... I don't want to die... It is so lonely...

I didn’t bother to turn the lights on and just heaved a deep sigh as I remembered what happened earlier. She had been may be brutally broken or probably dealing with problems that was almost unrecognizable to herself... just felt loss inside. She was weak, numb, and lonely. She was may be afraid, so she kept it in herself and ended up staying alone in her head... wanting to end her own life. “Levi, is that you?” Caius asked huskily as I laid down on bed beside him. “It’s me. Just sleep there,” I replied. It was past 11 in the evening the last time I checked before I entered the bedroom. I supposed, Caius was asleep for more than 2 hours because he would always go to bed earlier than me. I la

“I sent you a picture. A wolf is blackmailing one of the councilmen. It looks bad and punishment will take place but we have a lot of major things going on right now. It is a rogue trying to find a place in the world but he is losing his sanity. He has raped and killed before and has blackmailed people in the past. Even with a trial, he will get out with a slap on his wrist.” “Got it. I’ll see the email tomorrow?” I asked and got a nod in return. That was all the details I needed. Opening the door to my room, I heard the song “Lick” by Joi playing in the room. There were two girls in matching red fishnet lingerie on my bed. They were twins with brown hair to their waist with an athletic buil

Alone. I could hear my breathing as it comes out fast. I'm scared but I feel like this is the only way to escape. To stop the madness that is creeping on me. The terror gripped me. I no longer want to live. I cannot see myself walking this earth anymore as life has repaid me nothing but sorrow, pain, and endless melancholy. I gave everything into the universe, all the love, joy, and hard work that I can do, I gave my life my all, but it failed me. I failed me. I was not designed to be amongst the living. I do not deserve to live anymore. The bubbly, happy girl is gone. All I am is a pathetic lost soul. Hollow and wretched I walk every day of my life unable to find meaning in what I do. I do

That's my motto. "Ground! Please swallow me up now! I can't stand living like this anymore!" I shouted to no one in particular as I was the only one in my room. "Chocolate is the only thing that keeps me sane these days" I groan as I turn to my side so I can reach for the chocolate wrapper. "What did I say about snacking in bed" "Go away! Let me snack to my heart’s content." "Vee!" Vee? only one person calls me that. I turned to face the door so fast I couldn't help but finch when I felt the pain. I had been laying there in the same position for such a long time so I'm pretty sure someone can relate to the feeling.

I could feel its reverberations deep within my soul, a mournful cry that seemed to echo from the very depths of darkness. As the anguished sound resonated around me, I strained my senses, focusing intently to determine its source. The groan seemed to seep from the very fabric of the environment, as if it were a whispered secret carried by the wind. Was I truly alone in this forsaken place? Could there be a dangerous entity lurking nearby, much like the dreaded Loon, its presence suffusing the air with malevolence?