Hari Hariku Novels & Stories

My legs buckled when I was told that they'd fished the body of Christopher Quinton from the sea. My knees smashed into the gravel beneath my feet because I knew he'd have survived if he hadn't tried to save me. Three days later, I dealt with all the enemies and became the demoness of Porton's elite circle. Five years later, the pier business expanded considerably. However, I kept the scar on my arm as a memento to remind me of him. It had been five years since he died, exactly five years. I bought a bottle of herbicide in an attempt to take my own life. Then, I saw the supposedly dead Christopher proposing to my best friend, Zoe Shaw. I saw all my underlings congratulate them. I froze for

I used to believe that after all the hardships Carrie and I had endured together over the years, our love was strong enough to weather any storm. So time and again, I gave her chances, hoping everything would return to the way it once was. But this time, I finally woke up. I don't want this marriage anymore. When I returned to the company to retrieve some documents, a few colleagues were huddled around a phone, whispering among themselves. I stepped closer and saw it was a post from Gabe's Instagram.

"I have no right to interfere with your relationship; I just can't stand seeing Kenan suffer like that. In this world, he is the only person who knows my identity and accepts me." I shook my head weakly. My head feels full. I can't think of anything now. "I've said what I have to say; I'll be leaving once my tiredness wears off. Getting to this place really drained me," Veronica said awkwardly. *** Fireworks and folklore about the colonial period in Indonesia, accompanied by roasted sweet potatoes that warm the stomach and body. Even so, I still couldn't focus on the story that was being told by the head of a nature lover's club from another university.

Haru who is it, just pretty boy , medium talent good , again still is a boy of the market chief , person conscious in dream of the how many girls girls , we surname still dream are not yes muscle festival next near here , now hours yes then , fool what but are not Go yes . “ Like so , the you let's about pine newspaper give extra brother and standard bag thing measure available ready , morning Soon the day after tomorrow we will export play . Because this to be time head fairy the you greed family wild foreign Candlestick if yes thing what not yet know then let's read pine newspaper pasted on the inner message board Yard school ..."

Hindi man bumalik lahat ng ugali ko noon ay unti-unti na itong bumabalik. Bakit? Hindi ba matagal na matagal ko ng ikinulong ang dating ako sa pinakailalim ng pagkatao ko, ni hindi ko na matandaan ang feeling ko noon. Bakit ganun ako kasaya, bakit kahit wala namang dapat ikasaya masaya ako. Tulad ngayon, bakit masaya ako? Wala namang dapat ikasaya dahil sinabuyan lang naman ako ni Harvey ng harina, dapat nga magalit pa ako. Pero, bakit ganun? Hindi ko talaga maintindihan, eh!

I feel like it is not right to tell their business in my journal, but I will say one thing. Their past was horrible, and I feel sorry that they had to experience said horribleness. I would not wish it on anyone. Please forgive me for not visiting your grave before the year renewed. I genuinely meant to, however so much occurred, and I didn't get the chance. Don't worry, Mother, I will make sure to do so December of this year. I cross my heart. Forever and always your little girl, Rosemarie Mazur (P.S. You will never be dead to me)

When I embrace her, I can feel her heart racing against mine. Hikari means "Light" in Japanese, she is proving to live up to her name. She might as well light up our lives, not that we aren't happy, content, we have everything but there's always this void that none of us talk about. A void in our lives, that never seems to fill. There are so many things I want to ask her, so many things I wish to tell her about myself, and who we really are.... But I shouldn't be too naive. Humans are nothing but the worst afterall.

"My name is Arai Padparadscha." *** "Are you happy now?" Arai's random question made Harriet even more confused. "Why…" "Just answer it, Harri," insisted Arai solemnly. Harriet was silent. Before long, Arai saw the woman take a deep breath and stare at an empty space. "I'm truly happy, Arai," said Harriet softly. Arai felt a tremor in her chest seeing that. Worry immediately enveloped her and made her forget all her own problems about her lover or all the sadness that had made her go drinking last night. Harriet looked much, much stronger and tormented at the same time.

' Hello Darlin ' ******** I can't remember the last time I had experienced a stomach ache, such as this one. I slept throughout the night and I had woken up, to a sore stomach. I don't think I can drag myself out of bed anymore, like I did earlier, when I needed to pee and ofcourse, to brush my teeth and wash my face. I wish to change my clothes because I feel yucky right now. I don't want anyone to see me like this because the sight, isn't good at all.

Miss Park would definitely get what she deserves. Shima Haruto is my best friend. He's tall and handsome, with light brown hair and chocolate coloured eyes. He's a basketball player and a hardcore Kpop fan. His dream is to join a kpop band as a rapper. We've been friends since we were toddlers. I trust him with life and vice versa. He's the only one who understands the pain I'm going through. Every second of every single day.