Deathly Loneliness Attacks Novels & Stories

Time passes and passes, and no one comes. When Althea starts coughing without stopping until her chest burns, she finally accepts the fact that no one is coming for her. The whole idea was ridiculous from the first place. Believing that Lucius would come back for her, that he would care enough to help her, is just outright funny. "No one cares," cries the blonde as tears fall from her eyes. "No one cares." The inevitable feeling of crippling loneliness hits Althea hard and fast, enough to make her forget about her iced skin. The pain hits her harder than before, if that's even possible, stuttering the rhythmic beat of her heart. Suddenly, nothing seems important anymore.

She couldn't bring herself to explain all she saw. "It alrt, let go!" He cut her off and took her away. ★★★★★ 10PM~DARK VIPERS CLAN* The clan was dead silent since there are no activities going on, the maids had gone to their slumber while the mobsters stayed awake for any external attack including Venom and Lila. The clan had been too boring as they kept colliding on each other. Minutes later, Lila ran into Venom and she exhaled. "Are you now Stalking wherever I go!" She asked.

Her smile, her laugh, her gentle touch – all of it was gone, leaving me with a desperate longing that threatened to consume me. Every night, I lay awake, my mind racing with thoughts of Melonie. Does she feel the same? I wondered where she was and what she was doing, and if she ever thought of me. The darkness seemed to press in around me, making it hard to breathe, and hard to think. I was drowning in a sea of loneliness, with no lifeline in sight. Every wave of grief crashed over me, threatening to pull me under. I clung to the memories of our time together, holding on to them like a life raft in a stormy sea.

Limene gave a small growl, not in anger, but because that’s all she could do. “Don’t be scared. I’m here with you,” Ellias said, his smile soft but pained. It was like he could see through me, through the fur, through Limene, straight into the small, broken girl hiding inside. Since he left the cave earlier, I had been alone with my thoughts. Alone with myself. Alone like I had always been since birth. The loneliness felt heavier tonight than it had ever felt before. I had always been lonely, yes, but this time it was like my soul itself was howling silently, a howl that nobody could hear.

The Ghost. My jaw clenched, a low, savage pulse of possession throbbing deep in my gut. For a year, I had believed I was holding a delicate, bruised songbird in a velvet cage. I had spent countless nights lying awake beside her, holding my breath, terrified that my darkness, my brutal corporate lifestyle, would shatter her. And all the while, she had been a phantom. A lethal, beautiful monster hiding behind soft smiles and trembling hands. The heavy steel security door at the end of the bunker corridor let out a sharp, pneumatic hiss as the multi-bolt deadbolts unlocked.

Hearing Freya's blatant lies, I furiously lunged at her. She was lying. I never called her to curse at her! She was the liar! However, my soul passed straight through her. No matter how much rage I felt, I couldn't touch her. I crouched down in frustration. Weren't ghosts supposed to be powerful? Why was I so useless? Patrick spoke again, his voice turning even colder. "Freya, you're certain that Aubree called you often to insult you? That she even wished for you to die soon?"

I could no longer bear to look at him again. So I turned into a wolf and ran away, diving into the thickest forests. I did not stop, I just kept running and running and running. I never wanted to see Lucian again, nor the other wolves. I only wanted to keep on running to a different place, a place where I could not think of anything again, I kept on running and running without stops, I was so stupid. My whole life I saw Lucian as the one. After my parents died, Lucian was the only one who made me smile. It turned out he just saw me as a sister in need.

I find myself questioning every aspect of my being, dissecting every flaw and imperfection, desperately trying to understand why I am deemed unworthy of love. Loneliness becomes my constant companion, a shadow that follows me wherever I go. I find solace in the darkness. It becomes my sanctuary, a place where I can hide from the pain and disappointment that the world has bestowed upon me. The tears that once flowed freely now dry up, leaving behind a numbness that is both comforting and terrifying because death is knocking.