Fall Hard For Someone Novels & Stories

On the floor, back against the cabinet, shoulder against hers, the way they ended up again and again in the moments that actually mattered. He did not say anything immediately. She did not ask anything. They sat on the kitchen floor together and let the quiet do what quiet did when you stopped trying to fill it. --- "She apologized," he said finally. Sophia waited. "Not for dying. Not for the network or the choices or any of the specific things." He looked at his hands. "For making me hard." He was quiet for a moment. "She wrote, I made you hard. I thought hard was the only thing worth making. I was wrong. Hard things break. Strong things bend. I never understood the difference until too lat

"Promises are meant to be broken, right? Think of it like a safety measure. If I turn out to be right and he is a bad guy, then you have to do it." I could only let out a sigh because of what she said. She really wasn’t going to change her opinion about him. But once she actually sees him, she’s definitely going to eat her words. "What do you want me to do?" "Make him struggle." What the heck? Struggle? My friend is seriously crazy. "Faye, the guy just came from an accident and now you want me to make things hard for him? Are you serious?" I said, still in disbelief at her suggestion.

I tell him “ softy” he mocks I haven't become soft. Someone shouldn’t have to suffer for something that wasn’t their fault.

He immediately went live again, crying dramatically at the camera. "Fam, maybe everyone should stop talking about my former boss and company in the comments. Otherwise, they’ll send lawyers after me. I’m so scared. Come arrest me already." As he spoke, his expression shifted into something utterly infuriating. He wore a smug, taunting grin. The live chat exploded. "That’s how you deal with him. Let him know what it’s like to make workers suffer." "Exactly. Do they really think we working-class people are easy to bully?"

I stood up in excitement. "Ooohh I'm disappointed, how boring, a whip. So original, he could have--" I look back and I see Baby sprinting fast to the stage. A huge smile broke out of my face, seeing her effort to stop this live act. Just before the man could whip the first lash. She hits the man on his leg with the thin handled hammer, making his body fall to the ground she then hits the guy quickly on his nape knocking him senseless.

Jade had pushed him almost roughly. 'Get your sick face out of my face.' 'What's it Bitch? Nobody push me like that?' 'Well, I just did. Now, get the fuck out of my face.' The guy just got up and walked over to her again 'Oh, I get it. It's your first time, right? Don't worry. I'll be gentle. I'll make sure you enjoy it. Now, I have a dare to fulfill' 'If you move another inch closer to me, I'm going to slap the little sense you have out of you.'

“So, that’s it? You’re just going to walk away?” “It’s not that simple,” he replied, his tone a mix of frustration and sadness. “Sometimes things don’t work out the way we planned.” Cassandra took a shaky breath, struggling to keep her emotions in check. “Hardy, I don’t believe that. I think we could still have something special if you’d just let us.” Hardy looked away, his expression conflicted. “I don’t know, Cass. Maybe we’re just… different people now.” She reached out, placing a hand on his arm, her voice pleading. “Hardy, we can make this work. We could have a future together. I know we can.”

“You work two jobs. You’re a hard worker.” "Y-yes. I do." "Ohohoh, that's so incredible." He gave a short snort and I just don't know how to interpret it but it felt more like an insult to me. "Yeah. Life’s hard, I need to grind harder in order to earn money." I tried to speak with my chin up and my tone sprayed with a little vanity just to counter the insulting tone in the air. Upon hearing the word money, Harvey gave an uncanny smile that made me feel uncomfortable.

And I definitely didn’t want anyone listening to the fight that was coming. Mr. Hale bowed slightly, his voice calm and warm with the wisdom of age.“Miss Jenny, before I leave, may I say one thing as an old man? I hope you won’t think I’m overstepping.” “Not at all. Please,” I said sincerely. “You’ve always been a strong and stubborn girl. I’ve always admired that about you. But in life, the people who are the most caring and the most willing to endure are often the ones who hurt the most. Life is hard on those who don’t complain.

The hit landed across his shoulder, knocking him back a step, but it wasn’t enough to stop him. Victor’s lips twisted into a smile, his fingers curling into fists. “You’re still trying to fight me? After everything happened?” He took another step forward. “You think you can save yourself by hitting me with a stick? I’ll break you, so that you can never stand against me.”