First As Tragedy Then As Farce Novels & Stories

He probably might seen himself joyful and unbothered from those stressing speculations and conclusion. Out of nowhere, Caminito abruptly stood beside him while holding on his tray. He seems devastated and sadden. That is when Frando realized Caminito’s special thing that he even proudly say to Frando after he had invited him at this celebration. “Hell is this?” Caminito complained as he placed the tray on the round table. He covered his face and crushing his face with is face due an eroded frustration. He expected to have a recognition ceremony as well for them. But he was ended up like a dump one. “The Queen shouldn’t be crowned. She’s not doing her promises. Her thoughts are done tongue-ti

Anaya replied with her prepared speech " I was hoping we could start over again Anaya, maybe this time we can start out as friends, anything you give me,no matter how little it is I will take as long as I get to be around you. The first time you left I realized I couldn't function well without you Ana, I slowly slipped into depression, I couldn't take control of myself again and I realized I had lost a large piece of me. When you were back I thought those two years was the worst that could happen but Ana you left me again, this time for four good years. Ana I can't do it again, I can't take another day without you. I understand you're scared, I'm scared too but I don't want to do it without

Kate’s POV My head felt like it would split into two. I haven’t been myself since I woke up. I crave to get drunk, go on a wild drive, and just disappear into thin air. I have been put through so much with the stupid play Charles indulged in. I am so gullible, it’s almost unbelievable. For someone who has had to go through so much disappointment from men, I should have acted smarter with this one. How I let myself get so gullible is disgusting. I can’t be tagged as anyone’s role model. It’s obvious they will be led astray with me just opening my mouth.

Astra's pov: I tried to dodge him. He was too quick. All I could do was turn around. Ugh! He got me. Blood gushed down my back. It hurt so bad. Blood! More blood now. It made me nauseous. Why was all this happening? I couldn't hold back my tears. What hurt me more than the wound on my back was all that was happening around me. Dad tried so hard to make us a peaceful pack. He died for it. Was it meaningless?

Those words cemented my "crime." The scene spiraled completely out of control. In the chaos, a young man roared, "Faking a fracture, are you? Let me see you fake it now!" Before his words finished, he lifted his foot and kicked hard into the side of my wheelchair. The unstable wheelchair flipped over instantly. I lost my balance and crashed onto the cold floor. Then the family member raised his foot and stomped with all his strength on my freshly cast right leg. "Ah!" A bone-piercing pain tore through my entire body.

But because of this power and struggling for throne, adding my stupidity in the past made my family faced the tragic and miserable ending in their life. In this life, I swear I will never lose again from someone and end up dying pathetically. The end I experienced once, is not where the curtains will fall down. Instead it is where my curtains will rise up and show to them that this woman will perform a magnificent play for them to be entertained. I will be the one who will have the last stand in this second life.

mp4 Her hands hovered over the mouse, her heart a drumbeat in her throat. She clicked, And the first frame showed Ethan… standing over a woman’s body. Her body. Black screen. End of file.

The young man walked toward the large mirror and stared at his own reflection, looking utterly miserable. He was disgusted. He truly felt disgusted and broken remaining in this city, breathing beneath the same sky as the woman who had trampled all over his pride. Tristan was already heartbroken beyond measure. The trust, the first touch, and the warmth he had sincerely given aboard that hot-air balloon now felt like the most disgusting joke he had ever experienced in his life.

Mark staggered into the morgue, his colleague's supportive grip the only thing keeping him upright. His face had gone ashen, matching the cold walls around him. Looking at my mutilated body, a low growl escaped his throat. It was the sound of a man whose world had just shattered. I watched him curiously. Why did he seem so pained? Shouldn't my death be what he had secretly wished for? After all, I was the obstacle between him and his precious Emma.

How would I know" Mr.Ralph then ordered his lawyer to find out how Mr.welsh knows about it. Mr.Welsh who was at home, opened the test result, he was shocked because the forensic lad couldn't detect any finger print on the murder weapon, he quickly called jonz telling him about the result. Then he noticed someone moving close to him, he quickly ended the call, he turned his head around and noticed that it was his wife, "Honey what are u working on?" Mrs.Welsh asked, Mr.Welsh who quickly hid the test result replied "Nothing, just thinking" Mrs.Welsh sat on her husband leg, then both kiss passionately, she ask her husband politely "let's go to bed" Mr.welsh agreed, then he carried his wife to t