Dilapidated Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

She is going to have to sort something out though, things cannot keep going on like they have been so far today or I am going to lose my shit. And I am not a nasty wolf, but if these idiots do not pull their fingers out of their arses, then I am going to rip some heads off. I think that after lunch, I may just ask Marthe to reassign me. It would be safer for everyone if I did, because some shithead has rearranged the cutlery, so it is no longer in the right places. Somehow there are vases missing from the tables and I have not been able to find them anywhere. How the fuck does someone even manage to lose three heavy crystal vases that are each about half a metre tall? It is just not possible

On the other side of the building was a dilapidated apartment complex, its walls were cracked and covered with graffiti. The convenience store was across the street. I squinted my eyes to read the writings on the faded sign post that was creaking in the wind. A homeless woman was lying on the veranda and I saw some children hurry into the store with an older child. I saw the piles of dirt too, and the stray dog from last night helping itself to some treasure it had discovered. I sighed. I needed to leave this place as soon as possible.

Hazel rubbed the tears from her eyes, turning slightly to have a view around, feeling his heated gaze on her. The whole house was painted in grey and black, barely consuming any furniture. It looked old and dusty. Hazel wondered what kind of horror lacing place it was. Edward, who was closely analyzing her expressions, spoke suddenly, startling her. "It's where I deal with my flings." A smirk adorned his features seeing her pale face getting paler. He had lied, the place belonged to his guard. He'd taken incharge over it for a day to punish her. Hazel felt her stomach churning into nefarious knots.

Daniel says casually scratching his head. “However I have spoken with Victoria, his former friend, whose parents are Lawyers, and she says she will make a move and get back to me, I met her at the seminary games”. Daniel opened up and for the first time, there was hope in the heart of the two girls. It was at this point that the last born Matilda spoke up. “Hmmm, everything is just like a movie that I would easily put off the television to be certain that I am not in a horror City, however it is becoming clearer that I must accept the reality and wake up and find a solution to the nightmares “.

“You’re imagining things. Plenty of families were ruined back then. Mine included. It’s not some big mystery.” “Ruined by who?” he pressed, eyes narrowing. “You’ve never mentioned that before. Tell me the full story, Elena. If we’re doing this marriage, even a fake one, I need to know what I’m stepping into.” I took a sip of wine to buy time. “My father lost his business in a bad deal. He trusted the wrong people. The stress killed him. End of story. Happy now?” “Not even close,” Damien replied, voice low. “Because I was blamed for a lot of those collapses. Including the Hart family’s. Does that name mean anything more to you than just headlines?”

But. He took a quick sweep of the room with his eyes. It appeared dilapidated and grey, as if it had been left uncared for for some time. The room was filled with dust and cobwebs all around; disintegrating scraps of old books and papers were strewn throughout the cold and dreary room. 'How quickly do we fall to disrepair.'

the announcer says, and I bite my lip as I try to make myself look small. The line of big dresses begins to move and my eyes widen as I follow. The battle-worn field we have grown used to seeing is long gone. Now there is an even black floor covering the massive open space. The only remaining grass is roped off. "Would you look at those dresses. Don't they look beautiful," the kea asks the crowd, and the crowd erupts.

Robert expatiated Raymond and Amyla gave each other a side look and Mr. Robert proceeded “On one faithful day, someone hacked our company’s most confidential information… We tried all we could to find the people behind this but we could not. We brought experts in that domain to look for a solution but they brought us more problems upon the fire we had. Days past and things were getting worse. We called out for our friends Sprill and Rex but they said they were so busy then. Our investors and most loyal business board members left due to the downfall. Before a week could lapse, we lost more than half of our earnings, business partners, employees … you could name them. We asked for support and

Elijah took a deep breath and walked towards the building where Scarlett had vanished off into. Entering he saw it was not as bad as it looked from outside. Yes it was in a dilapidated state but it was clean, in spite of it being barely furnished there were signs of life. A child’s battered shoes stood by the entrance, a cracked frame with a hand-drawn picture hung crookedly on the wall. A small shelf with hooks contained several pairs of keys and a couple of tattered children’s coats were on the floor against the far wall.

“I lost everything. I lost my most precious thing. I lost my first love. I lost it.” “ no-no, no baby! You didn’t lose anything its right here. Stop crying. You have already cried enough.” He kept on wiping my tears and patting my back. “ you don’t know anything I lost everything. Papa is gone, I don’t know where. He just left me and disappeared in thin air.” I was sobbing even harder. My voice was shaking. He gave me a glass of water. “ I don’t want it.” “ drink!” then I drank water. I gulped the whole glass in one go.