Emily Dickinson I'm Nobody Who Are You Novels & Stories

If you can only remember everything your family said to me, that was nothing. But after years of focusing on the things that made me sane in this insane world, I'm still not good enough for you. Well, I will never be enough and deserve you. You are Elroy Santos. You ought to do great things, while I am just a nobody writer with her imagination as her weapon.

I cursed myself. "Hi! Ms.Bumping into me always...Are you alright? I'm Andrew...And you are..." I'm Nobody...Oh, God! Why is he so hot?... And Why does he look familiar? Have I met him before? I muttered under my breath. Of course... You have...Did you forget that you bumped into him in the morning?" My subconscious mocked me.

“Nobody.” I am unaware my hands are clenched at my sides until she pries them open. El refuses to meet my gaze, the gentle squeezing of my shoulders fails to loosen the tension lodged in my joints. An unfamiliar sound breaks free from my lips, a pathetic unmanly sound and my body shuts down when I look at her face. “Now I’m nobody?” El swallows her words, I retract my hands and shove them into my pockets. At least my pockets think I am worthy. “Elna. Elna?”

with a pointed look at Michael, who suddenly seemed to find the intricately patterned carpet fascinating. "Hand-delivered?" Caroline shrieked, her voice rising to a fever pitch. "By whom? One of your imaginary friends? No one here would invite a nobody like you!" She took a step forward, her face contorted in a mask of pure malice. "And stop lying! No one would invite you to my wedding!" The word "nobody" echoed in my ears like a familiar refrain from Caroline's venomous vocabulary. It was a word she had used countless times that day to diminish me, to make me feel small and insignificant.

Who do you think you are? "I know what you've done. You're not just the jerk who broke her heart. You've even got a secret pup. My mommy only has me and my younger sister. Your pup doesn't get to be part of her family. "A Beta like you aren't even worthy of polishing my daddy's shoes. You're not as handsome, not as rich, and definitely not as good to my mommy." Darren gave August a look of pure disgust, eyeing him from head to toe before stomping hard on his foot.

I looked at him and sighed. "Caspian, just leave. I'll never remember you." Caspian was stunned and looked up at me as he asked, "Lydia, what are you talking about?" "I forgot about you, not because my inner wolf wasn't awakened, but because it had been awakened long ago." Caspian stared wide-eyed at me in disbelief. "This… This is impossible! If your inner wolf had been awakened, why couldn't you remember me?" "Because I'm completely disappointed in you." My words hit Caspian like a thunderbolt.

Since I first heard that song, my soul screamed to dance it with the one person who made me feel like this. —When you're so in love (oh, when you're so in love) And your souls touch (oh!) But it's still not enough Where does it go? (Whoa, hey) Where does it go? Nobody knows (hey, nobody) Where the love goes —And that was Nobody Knows. So why not end with a kiss? After all, not everything can be perfect, not everything can have a happy ending. And that's exactly what the damn, stupid phone wanted to interrupt, making us pull apart.

Motioning for him to take a seat, Gregory complied without a trace of concern for the man's intimidating demeanor. "So, you are the CEO of SiTech. I have heard much about you. People speak highly of your accomplishments. I am Gregory Adams, owner and founder of the Adams Association. Care to introduce yourself?" Gregory extended a cordial hand. "I am Jeremy, Jeremy Nobody," came the reply. "Hmm, an intriguing last name. Is it a family name?" Gregory inquired. "No, it is simply my name. I have no family," Jeremy responded.

Or worse, him. I closed my eyes and inhaled. This was my second time revealing my nature…and as I was about to speak, I realized it didn't get any easier in the last 500 years. "I'm a Kindred," I said slowly as if that was going to ease the blow. When Leon didn't answer, I opened my eyes slowly to find him staring directly at me with anger in his eyes. "A…what?" "A Kindred," I repeated, almost choking on the words. Yep, still hard to say out loud.

Was this the Luna Kayden wanted? Someone who couldn't ask for love. Couldn't show weakness. Couldn't have a mind of her own. Someone he could neglect when he pleased, scold when he pleased. I clutched the glass vial, my dry throat working. "I, Ella Gray…" The moment the words left me, my voice started to shake. I pulled in a few deep breaths, forced down the ache in my chest, and kept going. "…reject you, Kayden Ashford, as my mate…"