Dying Inside Lyrics Novels & Stories

For seventeen years, Josie Callahan and Grayson Locke have been inseparable. Best friends. Neighbors. Each other's first call, first choice, and safest place. The summer before senior year, after years of hiding their feelings, they finally admit the truth. They fall in love. For one perfect summer, everything feels possible. Then, on the first day of school, Josie hears the one word that changes everything. Leukemia. With only months left to live, she makes an impossible choice. Instead of letting Gray watch her die the same way he watched cancer steal his mother two years earlier, she destroys their relationship herself. She rejects him. Breaks his heart. Pretends she never loved him. She'd rather have him hate her forever than mourn her forever. But some lies are impossible to keep. As cruel rumors spread through Cedar Bluff High, old friendships begin to fracture, jealousy turns dangerous, and Josie's secret becomes harder to hide with every passing day. Cast opposite each other as Romeo and Juliet in the school's final production before graduation, Josie and Gray are forced back into each other's lives, even as she fights to keep him at arm's length. The closer Gray gets to discovering the truth, the more desperate Josie becomes to protect him from it. But love doesn't disappear because someone asks it to. And neither does heartbreak. When time is running out, how do you convince the only person you've ever loved to let you go? Especially when he's still fighting for a forever you'll never live long enough to see.

In the three years I spent unconscious in a hospital bed, Julius Carter took care of me day and night without complaint. The very first thing he did after I woke up was get down on one knee beside my hospital bed and propose. That night, while scrolling through social media, I came across a female influencer who looked strikingly similar to me. [Another date with my boyfriend today!] [He took me to an upscale restaurant for dinner and bought me the diamond ring I wanted. He's the sweetest!] The top comment read: [You're showing off so much. I bet you're just a sugar baby!] She fired back immediately with a reply. [Being a sugar baby takes skill, too. Looking like a pig won't get you that kind of treatment.] [My boyfriend is the heir to the Carter family. Another nonsense from you, and I'll have my lawyer sue you!] My breathing hitched. Since when did Julius Carter have a girlfriend? Rage overcame me, and I tapped on her profile, ready to send her a private message. That was when I noticed a post pinned to the top of her page. The photo showed a pair of long, elegant hands placing food onto someone's plate across the table, and on the back of that hand were two small moles. They were the exact same two moles Julius had.

My story is about a feisty omega with a couple of “gifts” from the moon goddess. She is forced to take a chosen mate under the orders of her alpha. Her chosen mate ends up being a terrible husband who cheats on her and whom she has two kids with, she then meets her fated mate, a Lycan king. They struggle to be together and things take an even rockier turn when the omega and the lycan king have to work together to save the human and werewolf world from a growing clan of vampires.

Kendrick Fisher, the worst student in class, has worked extremely hard and ended up getting into a prestigious college just for my sake. But I choose to break up with him at that very moment. I cling to the arm of Daniel Ziegler, the best student in class, as I mock Kendrick relentlessly in a high and mighty manner. "It's not that I look down on you, Kendrick. The thing is, your family has gone broke. Right now, you don't even have a single penny in your pocket. "On top of that, you also have a heart disease, which means you can't live for more than three months. What makes you think we can stay together, hmm?" With a pallid face, Kendrick parts his lips, but he ends up fainting from the pain while listening to my mocking laughter. Four years later, I curl up on the floor in a factory's dormitory while munching on a stale sandwich and scrolling through the news. It turns out that the AI company founded by Kendrick will be going public soon, and it's already worth ten billion dollars. Meanwhile, Daniel is currently using my identity to apply for online loans just so he can continue gambling in Mireholm. Everyone is waiting to watch the spicy drama of Kendrick getting his revenge on me. Thank goodness I've already died by then. When Kendrick makes a glorious comeback by having his convoy drive into the city, my artificial heart has already stopped beating. Unfortunately, his afterparty and my wake are held in the same hotel on the very same day…

Adrian Moretti’s adopted sister—She knew perfectly well that I suffered from severe asthma and could not be exposed to smoke or strong scents. Yet during the yacht reception, she deliberately dragged me onto the open deck, where cigars burned nonstop and the wind howled. Within seconds, my chest tightened. When I reached for my inhaler, my blood ran cold. It was empty. I collapsed against the railing, gasping violently, my lungs burning as if they were collapsing in on themselves. She crouched beside me and smiled. “You’re always so dramatic. It’s just a little smoke. You don’t need to act like you’re dying,” she said softly. “You’re too weak. You need to build some tolerance.” I looked toward Adrian, my vision already blurring. “Adrian,” I choked. “Give me my inhaler. If I don’t use it right now, I’m going to suffocate.” He frowned slightly. “Don’t you think you’re overreacting?” he said coldly. “I’ve never heard of anyone dying from a bit of smoke. She’s right—you’re always seeking attention. We finally gathered tonight, and you’re ruining it.” My heart dropped. I fumbled for my phone and called my mother. “Mom,” I sobbed, barely able to breathe. “I’m being bullied… and I can’t breathe.” My voice shook violently.

Today is Morgan Franklin's 30th birthday. It also marks the day he brings up divorce in front of me for the 99th time. He doesn't sound guilty and tentative anymore, unlike his demeanor when he mentioned divorce for the first time. Instead, he has a cigarette dangling between his lips while looking at me mockingly. "I've already called the ambulance for you, Milana. Have you thought about how you're going to commit suicide this time? Are you slitting your wrist or overdosing on pills?" Everyone in the private room bursts out laughing. "I bet she's going down the sleeping pill route! She did that the last time, and she had to get her stomach pumped for three hours!" "Hell no! She's definitely jumping off a building this time! But she'll just wait for the firemen to lay out the safety mat before pretending to jump! She's not going to die at all!" "Nah… Ms. Brook is very creative when it comes to suicide. Every time she commits suicide, she always uses a different method!" Everyone is curious as to which suicide method I will use in order to get Morgan to stay this time. But when I notice the smiles on everyone's faces, I suddenly feel exhaustion weighing down on my soul. The anger that has been sustaining me for so long finally dissipates. I lower my gaze before stating calmly, "I'm not doing any of that. This time, I shall grant you your freedom."

I fucking hated him. Yet here I was, thighs trembling as I rode the lap of the one man I had sworn to kill—Alpha Connor Savagaz. ~~~~~~~ I had come to Faang Academy to avenge my murdered parents and destroyed pack with one rule: never fall in love with the dangerously charming son of my enemy. Hiding my true identity as the fallen Luna of Pack Reed, I had searched for the legendary Lunar Sword—the only weapon capable of destroying the near-immortal Savagaz bloodline. Then, one night… I slipped inside Connor Savagaz. After that… everything changed. One touch had awakened the mate bond, forcing me to confront the cruelest truth—I was fated to the son of my enemy, the very man I had sworn to kill. And when the Lunar Sword was finally in my hands… would revenge win, or would I surrender my heart to the Alpha I was meant to kill?

On the day my twin sister, Alexia Cavanaugh, and I turn 22, I collapse and find out that I have late-stage cancer. Ignoring the doctor's advice to be admitted, I walk out of the hospital. All I want is to spend one final birthday with my family without a single worry. But when I arrive at the party, a server stops me at the door and tells me the venue has been reserved exclusively for Alexia. Outsiders aren't allowed in. Through the glass, I watch as my brother holds a cake and my father places a birthday hat on Alexia's head. Even my boyfriend is there, smiling as Alexia makes a wish. I stand there for half an hour, gripping my phone, before my boyfriend finally answers my call. "I was just at the hospital. I—" He cuts me off. "Ophelia, you've always been healthy. It's Lexi's birthday today. We should talk later." Isn't today my birthday too? My mother died giving birth to me. The doctor later explained that I deprived Alexia of nutrients before birth, which left her frail from the start. And just like that, everyone decided I should always step aside for my twin, who was born five minutes before me. I ball up the report with my cancer diagnosis and toss it in the trash. I'm done letting their favoritism hurt me. I've never received their love anyway, so I choose to leave for good.

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On the day I'm diagnosed with cancer, my fiance, Alessio Albini, announces his upcoming wedding with his childhood sweetheart, Camelia Germani, in public. Alessio tells me apologetically, "Estella, Camelia is pregnant. Her child mustn't be exposed to the public. That's why I need to grant her a proper wedding." After that, he consoles me patiently. "Once Camelia gives birth to her baby, I'll divorce her right away. Don't worry, Estella. You're the only woman I love." I suppress my grief as I pass Alessio my cancer diagnosis report. "Alessio, I'm dying. I want to marry you before it's time for me to leave this world…" But Alessio rips the report into shreds angrily. Disappointment is written all over his eyes. "I can't believe you actually faked having cancer just to ruin my and Camelia's wedding! You disappoint me, Estella!" With tears streaming down my cheeks, I try to explain myself to Alessio, only to get kicked out of his estate. "Anyway, Camelia will go into labor soon. Don't go triggering her now. Once her baby is born, you may return to the estate." What Alessio doesn't know is that I'm incapable of waiting for Camelia to give birth. After he's done dealing with Camelia and her baby, he starts looking for me all over the world. Unfortunately, I've already left him permanently.