Goodbye To Bloo Novels & Stories

I tensed up completely, only able to wrap my arms around his neck. "Liz." His eyes were slightly red, carrying a strange trace of lust. Suddenly, I understood what my mom meant when she said, "Younger men are the best." Lying on the couch, I finally reached out my hand. His eyes were a little damp at the corners. Yet, for some reason, I felt a twisted sense of pleasure. He let out a muffled groan, his eyes growing wetter. I finally understood what it meant when they said a man's tears were a woman's aphrodisiac.

Nathan reassures me, echoing my earlier thought. “Well, I don't really know what's wrong with me. It has nothing to do with my parents or the fact that they’re so happy to have me that they’re throwing a big party to introduce me to all their friends and their circle. It's just that I can't get rid of this bad feeling, which is crazy, because there’s no reason at all for it. It's just a sense of foreboding ... like something bad is going to happen, that has refused to leave me alone. Maybe when the party is over, I'll feel better."

"Don't think that investing ten billion buys my personal freedom." I clenched my phone tightly, tears spilling down despite my efforts to hold them back. The hotel I booked was right next to the company. The next morning, as soon as I stepped downstairs, I unexpectedly heard Adrian's voice. "For the bridal bouquet, go with Phalaenopsis orchids. My wife likes them." My nose stung. I remembered when we were eighteen, when he planted an entire estate full of Phalaenopsis orchids to confess his love to me.

Tears poured from his eyes as he cried out, "How can I live without you, honey?" His words were full of sorrow and pain. It moved the people around us. Ethan's eyes turned red. He said through gritted teeth, "How can you be so heartless, Rosie? That's your mother! You could have saved her, but you let her die in front of you!" The reporters and netizens, who had been waiting nearby, rushed forward. Red paint was thrown at my head, and black garbage bags were dumped all over me. "Get out of the hospital! The hospital doesn't need a heartless monster like you! Get out!"

Story is taking a very sharp turn Thank you so much for loving me Good bye till next update I love you all Take care May God bless all you with a beautiful future Ameen

Roxy Saying goodbye to Blake was so darn hard that it felt like I was being physically punched in the gut and my heart ripped out and torn to shreds. I can’t seem to breathe properly either, like the oxygen is stolen from my lungs from some dark unknown spirit lurking around. Hell, this feeling is awful. Love comes in all shades and this part of it truly sucks.

Harry Chalamet leaned against the balcony. He was lost in thought as he stared at the photo in his hand. I could not see his face clearly under the hazy moonlight. A cold breeze blew in from the balcony, and I coughed lightly. He froze for a moment. Then, he instinctively closed the balcony door. “You’re awake?” I suppressed the bitterness I felt and forced myself to ignore the fact that he had hidden the photo as fast as a lightning strike. “I feel a bit thirsty.”

Right before the abortion, I imagined a million ways he might react—maybe regret, maybe breaking down—but I never expected this. I suddenly burst out laughing, and it hurt so much that my stomach cramped up. The stitches I just got started bleeding a bit. Carl freaked out. "What's so funny?" I looked at the man I had spent six years with and felt nothing but disgust. He was unfamiliar to me now. "Carl, do you have any shame? How could you even say something like that? Just because you're a disgusting person, do you think I am too? I'm nothing like you!"

The men slowly lowered my body into the earth, wailing and continuing on until all I could see was white sky. “Goodbye, Life.” -THE END-

They say goodbyes are not forever, are not the end; it simply means 'I will miss you and until we meet again'. "I like you so much that it's so painful if I can't see you nor touch you. You heard me? It's so painful. How can you make me hurt like this? I can't even explain how you can make me feel like this." Zoey started to cry yet it wasn't so noticeable because of the raindrops cascading down her face. Her eyeglasses became so foggy that she had no choice but to remove them.