Gone For Good Book Novels & Stories

My spirit was growing lighter, fainter, dissolving like morning mist. The debts of this life were settled. I turned and walked into the cycle of rebirth. The wind brushed past the headstone, carrying away the last trace of my presence. Claire. This life is over. We will never meet again.

This time, I had been given something I didn't intend to waste. I would cherish those who were truly good to me and take my future firmly into my own hands. —The End

Same pajamas for days. Greasy, unwashed hair. She seemed to age overnight, going from polished and middle-aged to frail and old. The neighbors came by one after another to comfort her. "Sharon, you have to let this go. Kaia ran off with a boy. None of this is your fault." "That's right, Mrs. Keene. You've spent your whole life doing good deeds. Good things will come back to you. You and Mr. Keene are still young. You can always have another child."

“Hell yeah, we will. I want all the dirty deets! You have to tell me how wonderful this will be for you before I have to start processing the fact that you’ll be leaving me.” I swallow, trying to figure out if I plan on telling my best friend the real reason I’ll be going on this tour. “Okay, tell me everything,” Riley says, speaking through a mouthful of food. She’s sitting across from me on our living room floor, her legs crossed in front of her.

"A very bad tasted joke?" "Sofia, you were wrong to come to the United States. You have no business here. The only thing you'll get is that your son's father will know you've gone back and he'll screw you again. And I don't know if this time I will be able to help you the same way I did. This is my way of doing it, getting ahead of a possible misfortune. Accept it and go. You can leave right now if you want to. Start packing, talk to Larry McDonald, tell him something last minute came up, surprise your sister..."

Mom whispers, and I cry even more. Being Harvested was the best thing that ever happened to me. THE END. CHECK OUT FIADH'S STORY- ABANDONED Book 3, Protected, is now in the making

That was when my phone buzzed with an email. I opened it to find a photo of the endless ocean, its blues merging with the sky. There it was, Wynnie's goodbye note. [Kelvin, if you're reading this, I'm probably gone. I've often pondered the cruel jokes of fate. You gave me your whole heart, but I was blind to my own. Now that I've hurt you enough to drive you away, I realize I can't bear a life without you. You might laugh at my words now.

I would never look back. His face went deathly pale. His fingers dug into my wrist as he asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you… serious?" For the first time, a flicker of confusion passed through his expression. I looked at him coldly. "What do you think?" I picked up the pen and signed my name on the divorce papers. Without hesitation. Without looking back. My voice was unwavering. "Shawn, the only solution left for us is to never see each other again."

Jodie blinked shyly at the man in front of her. Kyson looked at her tenderly, and his tone was completely different from the coldness he showed me. "If you can't use it all, just keep it. I just feel like buying it for you." Jodie covered her lips and coyly complained, "That would be such a waste." A smirk played on Kyson's lips as he dismissed her concern. "If it's for you, it's never a waste." I stood nearby, nearly crushing the fabric in my hands.

Good book. Is this all, getting in a good book? Then I would love to be in his bad book for my life. Good book my ass...! *************