Fading Emoji Meme Novels & Stories

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We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

Recreating new memories together made her fade into the background. THE END

Feigning surprise, I said, "Oh, I actually forgot it was your birthday. What do you want? How about I just transfer you some money, and you can buy whatever gift you like?" Last year on my birthday, shortly after Jennifer had come back into our lives, Sebastian completely forgot about it. He'd said that Jennifer needed his help with something, and he'd be back soon. But by the time he returned, it was already past midnight—my birthday had come and gone. When he saw the cake on the table, he'd said casually, "Oh, it was your birthday? I forgot. Sorry about that, honey." The next day, I received a bank transfer notification—1,500 dollars from Sebastian. Along with it, came a message saying, "N

"Thank you for once bringing me home and staying with me through that long, bitter winter. But this is the last time we'll ever meet. Please, don't make me hate you. I'm not worth this." Ian stared at her, dazed. The most painful farewell didn't involve screaming or crying. Instead, what hurt most was when she wiped away his tears with a determined look that they would never meet again.

she giggled. "He knows how to cut a man open, so he probably does," I joked. "I'm delivering babies every day and I still can't find the emoji tab in this new text app" "I think you can survive without it, Cleo." "I couldn’t survive without water, but the emojis makes you cool to the younger generation" "You can always drink your own urine Cleo and still survive without emojis" "And die from a bacterial infection? Or from social exclusion?" "You can live off-grip, somewhere in a forest alone"

Sicily sniffled, lifting the napkin to her face. They needed to get off the subject. Lisa wasn't about to let her best friend sit across the table and drag herself into a pit of despair over a couple of pounds. "Let's join the gym together." Lisa dunked her bread back in the butter. “I need to lose a little bit of weight and I know my heart could be strengthened after the last few days.” She smiled, but no one returned the gesture. The joke apparently wasn't that funny. "I'm not joining the gym. Drake will be all up my butt and all over my shiz."

I needed some distraction. Me: (sad face) (crying face) I send only emoji and nothing else. I waited for his reply but to my disappointment, he didn't reply. Maybe he's busy. In no time I fall asleep with tears in my eyes.

“Oh thank God, backup. Jackson, explain memes to your boyfriend. He doesn’t understand why anyone would care about a woman yelling at a cat.” “It’s not that I don’t care,” Frost protested. “I just don’t understand the context. Is this a human realm inside joke? Did something happen with this specific woman and cat?” I couldn’t help but laugh, dropping my bag by the door. “Frost, it’s just a meme. It doesn’t have to make sense. That’s kind of the point.” “But—” “Nope.” Maya held up a hand. “We’re moving on. Next meme.” She scrolled down, and Frost leaned in closer, his expression adorably perplexed.