Desperate Measures Novels & Stories

I said, desperation edging my voice, that eternal debt to him feeling like crushing weight on my shoulders. "Just go ahead and name something," I said, trying to think quickly. Almost instantaneously, I saw flashes in my mind of every single possible loophole I could find in this nasty deal. Desperation continued to rise with every passing moment inside my entire being, like a tide that threatens to pull me whole and drown.

Of Mei's words that time is running out. "I need to think about it," I said finally. "Of course. Take all the time you need." "How do I know you are serious? That this isn't some kind of trick?" Derek pulled out his phone again and showed me a bank account balance that left me speechless. It was more than enough to pay for Kai's surgery ten times over. "I'm serious," he urged. "I understand desperation, Teresa. I know what it's like to need something so badly you'll do anything to get it. I'm offering you a way out. A way to save your son without drowning in debt."

Ariana I rushed home, my mind still a mess from all the calls. I knew Liam was probably really angry with me right now, of which he should be. I mean I was whining about how I needed to sell the jewelry faster and now that he had finally sold it, I was fussing about getting it back. But in my defense that was before any of this happened. Things weren’t like this then and I wasn’t thinking with my brain then. This is the thing about desperation. It makes you act in a way you wouldn’t usually act. And one thing I’ve learnt so far is that desperation kills discernment.

I just needed to get away, away from everything. Dad was getting worse—so much worse—by the second. His paranoia had evolved into something more volatile, more desperate. He had taken to ripping apart the house, tearing open drawers, peeling back floorboards, shaking down furniture in search of any scrap of hidden cash. And he found some. Of course, he did. He always did. But that only made it worse. It fed the cycle. It made him meaner, jumpier, more dangerous.

, I asked. "What crazy deal huh?" "You seem not to know your way home. Why not help me for 7days? And I'll help you find your way home" "Nice deal Superman, what's the plan?" "Leena is missing, and her biggest music concert is coming in 5days,if she doesn't show up,her career will collapse" "How's that my business?", the lunatic asked. I took a heavy breath. "Just do this for me, please", I pleaded.

Take everything. I'd be destroyed. I called Derek. He didn't answer. I texted: Please don't do this. Please. I'm begging you. No response. I was out of options. Out of time. Out of moves.

He's crazy, I won't be trapped. “Looks like I got the wrong target. Should I kill you now?” I also reached for the vase, within seconds my hit hit his head. Sret. So many crazy things have happened to me. Ah I don't know. *** ~Dinar Audrizka~ "Let me go. I will kill the person who has made me suffer. Or, should I just kill myself to end this?” Desperate, I could feel the feeling overpowering a Clarissa Mahendra. Even in this way, it is possible that the taste has even become a daily meal. The life of a Clarissa Mahendra can never be separated from despair.

But you can't keep going like this. The elevator doors close, and I lean against the wall, exhausted. She's right. I hate that she's right, but she is. I'm desperate. And desperation makes people do things they wouldn't normally consider.

“And where would I go? You seem to be the only person who can survive in the middle.” “You wouldn’t be alone. I could help.” “That’s a backward step David. You should be coming to me, not me to you. We both know that.” “Kevin I can’t help you. Not right now, anyway” “It’s reaching the stage where I am going to have to take more desperate measures.” Kevin waits for the answer with baited breath. David sits straight again. His smile is even more dangerous than the one Kevin has displayed moments before. “Was that a threat?”

Her Mom assured her, but Neville didn’t like it and shook her head furiously in negative. “I know you don’t understand, Nev. But we need to do this as we shouldn’t stay with the person who doesn’t deserve us.” Her father said something to her. “Yes! If we stay with someone who doesn’t deserve us, then we will end up hurt more than we can bear. So, it is better to go away.” Her Mother uttered with an angry look at her father. For the next few hours everything settled and everything buzzed, but Neville still didn’t understand what is happening and where to go and to whom.