Dont Give Me Hope Novels & Stories

Laura Present day She shook herself to break free of the memory. “He didn't want you,” she whispered to herself as she put away the horse blankets. “He got rid of his phone and never even made an attempt to contact you. You don't go where you're not wanted.” She sighed and wished things were different. She wished a lot of things were different, but that didn't change them. She had to live the life she had. She remembered her mom's saying: if wishes were fishes we'd all cast nets to the sea. She didn't have time for wishes.

I instinctively stepped back. Miles seemed hurt by my reaction, and his emotions erupted. He stammered while grabbing my arm, "How could you come to this godforsaken place without telling me? Are you really planning to stay here forever? "I've told you countless times, Nora doesn't threaten your position! Come back home with me, please? We can get our marriage license right away and have a grand wedding! I'll give you everything I have!" I gave him a brief, cold glance and let out a faint laugh. My reaction left him utterly confused. It was as if his confidence had been drained.

“But this place… It takes everything from you. Your strength. Your hope. Your fight.” His words cut deep, but I refuse to let them crush me. I lean forward, gripping the bars again. “Zephyr,” I say, my voice urgent. “I know it’s hard. I know it feels impossible. But we can’t give up. If we give up, they win. And I refuse to let that happen.” He opens his eyes, and for a moment, I see a flicker of something—curiosity? Hope? It’s faint, but it’s there.

"I can't. You've taken everything away from me. My choice in this is the only thing I have left and you're not taking that away from me so if I tell you to leave. Fucking leave." "Hope...I can't. I can't be without you and I'm not giving up. I'll wait days, weeks, months, I'd do it." My chest felt tight and my heart hammered in my ribs as I stared into her eyes, searching for something, anything but it was like I was staring at a black wall. It was blank. Nothing. "It's over, Killian. Go home." She pushed the door open, stepped in, and shut it in my face but I stood there, my stomach cramping as I realized that Hope was never coming back to me.

Maybe sometimes life gives you a second chance and a reason to hope again all I just have to do is to grab it or let it go. I'm scared of hoping again, but what do I have to lose? Nothing. It is either I hope and to just accept the offer that life brings to me, or a second chance. Deep down in my heart, I know that I want to live again. I want to hope again. And Alexander is my hope for a second chance. ********

“I did offer the inheritance and investment to Will, but he refused! He said he wanted to do it for you. He even became bankrupt from all the research!” Janine shuddered, finally collapsing into despair. Her voice broke as she cried out, “So that’s the truth… I was wrong… I messed up.” Realizing what she had lost, she grabbed my hand desperately and sobbed. “Will, I messed up. Can you forgive me? You must have saved me because you still love me! I’ll change! I’ll fix everything! Will you come back to me?” I ignored her murmurs and easily freed my hand from hers. As my hand fell, Janine seemed to understand everything, and all hope drained from her.

I was nearly faint. Could I like … invite myself up to his place? Maybe … ohh … maybe I’ll have to use the bathroom? Fuck … listen to me. Pathetic! Like I’d have a chance with him. Like I should be even remotely thinking about getting involved with him in any way. Just no no no. Very bad idea. Hope is a dangerous thing and I gave it up long ago.

Forever. "No," Echo said. Her voice was small but certain. "No. Hope is not yours. Hope deserves rest. Hope deserves peace. Hope deserves freedom from suffering. You are stealing Hope's earned rest. You are violating Hope's choice. You are imprisoning Hope against Hope's will. That is wrong. That is evil. That is unacceptable. We will free Hope. We will fight you. We will save Hope. You cannot stop us. You will not stop us. You do not own Hope. Hope is not food. Hope is being who deserves peace. We will give Hope peace. We will free Hope. We will fight you. We will save Hope."

I'm out of practice. I nod my head. I can't give him the go ahead out loud because it feels like I'm giving up my responsibility to get revenge for Alexa. Instead, I say, "Give them hell before sending them to hell."

Just then they heard something dissatisfying. “No hope for Ayomide,” Oreoluwa had said. “What did you just say, Ore?” Emmanuel demanded. “I said no hope for Ayo.” He shrugged. “I heard you the first time,” Emmanuel said with clenched teeth. “I only gave you a chance to change what you said.”