Hannah Montana Bless The Broken Road Novels & Stories

After a month has passed. ---------------- Aahana's POV I have been lying on this bed for a month, taking help from other people or even the smallest of the tasks. I felt fortunate that God gifted me a new life. The day car knocked me down, I felt as if my soul left my body. But prayers were answered. My health is proceeding very well. I am becoming better day by day. In this one month, what I am more shocked about is him, Mr Ranveer Singhaniya. My so called businessman and the traitor who betrayed me at every point of life.

If Grandma hadn't married him, today, she might be quietly living in a luxurious villa tending to her flower garden without having to worry about money for the rest of her life. Even after falling into this kind of miserable condition, grandma still maintained her graceful and wise nature. She lived well without ever troubling her granddaughter. But even though she seemed to be doing well all this time, Indira knew that her heart was actually broken by her husband's betrayal. The pain of betrayal and the huge changes in her life had damaged her mind and body, but she refused to show her sadness to Indira. Remembering what Arya Wiratama had said a week ago, Indira was getting impatient to sel

He said just before we made the right unto his property. I took notice of a red marker with the number five on the lake’s side of the road. Most houses that trailed Lake Road were deep behind the tall trees. The only way to identify the driveways leading to the houses were two brick columns. And the only way to know if you were entering the right driveway was to know the mile marker nearest the house. Dmitry lived just after mile five. We crashed at mile two. He must have been coming to town when our unfortunate accident happened.

"I heard what both of you were saying. And I want both of you to listen to me. Life is all about ups and downs. Life can be sweet today and soar tomorrow. We just have to learn ways of blending with whatever it is thrown across our way. These obstacles aren't meant to break us, rather, they are meant to make us stronger, so we can endure life and it's a hardship. Obstacles are meant to groom us into becoming better versions of ourselves, and that's all that matters," she turned and rested her gaze on her eldest daughter, "Zeenatu, I understand you've gone through things I wouldn't even wish for my enemy, but that doesn't mean you should give up on life. By doing that, you're letting him win

"You are an amazing person whether you see it or not. You see everything you've been through as bad luck but I see it as struggles that you made it through and became stronger from. I'm not scared of your past, Tiffany." Tiffany exhaled through her noes. She held a worrisome and somewhat sad look on her face which made my chest ache because I knew she was finding it hard to believe and accept that someone was willing to love her despite the baggage she was carrying. "Maybe you're right," she finally said, looking at me with soft eyes. "But... I'm broken and messed up and have pieces of me all over the place. That's not something anybody should have to deal with, Noah."

Flaming metallic scrapes rained down the sky and a pungent smell of burning flesh poisoned the air. The river flowing under the destroyed bridge was caught in red feiry blazes. The explosion had completely wiped out Blaine and his men's existence. It was an extremely distressing sight. Angela didn't dare to look over his shoulder and take in the massive destruction he had just unleashed. She knew it would haunt her forever if she did. She kept her gaze down not even meeting his eyes. Silent tears trickling down her cheeks.

After so many cycles of breaking up and getting back together, only I would be stupid enough to keep track of every single detail about him. Still, I said yes. I really did want to see the concert. That night, I waited at the venue, but Jeff never showed up. I opened the voice message he had just sent me. His apologetic voice was layered over the noise of the concert, faintly mixed with Larissa's light laughter. "Sorry. Larissa suddenly felt a little sick. I had to take her to the hospital. We'll have plenty of anniversaries in the future anyway. After Larissa leaves tomorrow, I'll do anything you want, okay?"

In that one split second, there was nothing but silence. It was like watching a horror film; the only thing he could do was hold his breath as his vehicle became airborne, hydroplaning, from the road flying downward. When it finally landed, it landed hard in a ravine piled up full of snow. Ross's truck crashed into the snow! It felt like he slammed into a wall that knocked the air clean out of his body. He found himself slumped over the airbag that exploded at the steering wheel. For a second or two, he could only faintly hear the sound of the horn blaring, and that sound eventually faded. Ross became unconscious! There was not a sound inside. All you can hear is the horn in the night air mu

Her mother responded. "Your mother is right, Tasha. Just let us do this for you." "I love you, guys. I love you so much." The three of them hugged each other tightly. Celebrating the happiness they feel just by being with family. For the longest time, their family has been drowning with sorrow, and grief. Her sister's death was too painful for her to be around her family. She thought that her parents blame her about what happen. After eating, her parents let her sleep for few hours. Tasha's plan was to sleep for the rest of the day, but she woke up early. New Mexico is too beautiful for her to just sleep. There are a lot of place to go.