Romans & histoires Hold For Dear Life

In other words, if you still remember your loved one, then he is not truly dead. I could barely hear Calder’s voice anymore. A loud ringing filled my ears. Countless memories flashed before my eyes, reflected across Elan’s face. In the end, he just said, "Ms. Lyra Vale, you can understand it this way. Your lover used the remnants of his life to save you one more time. He hoped that you would live on, carrying what remained of his life with you, brilliantly." The world around me scattered like falling snow. A hand gently clasped mine as Elan smiled at me.

I frowned and looked at Francis in annoyance, refusing him. "I don't need it." "There is 100 thousand dollars in it. No password needed," Francis continued smugly. "I'm giving you this because of the past we shared. Take it to improve your quality of life. Live better, and learn to love yourself. Don't keep holding on to the past. It's time to let go." After he was done blabbing, he tried to shove the card into my hand.

After all, forever is a very long time. *

I mumbled, sourly, rolling my eyes. "Give him a break, he's the one extremely excited for our wedding," Rai stated and I smiled, excited for it myself. I thought about it all and shrugged as I dialed Fernando. I explained everything I wanted him to take care of and he was happy to hear about Rai and I. After hanging up, Rai grabbed my hand and pulled me along through the remainder of the museum. As we continued our tour my thoughts became scrambled in my brain as I recalled my father telling me that Death and Life couldn't be soulmates. I gritted my teeth and looked down feeling a jolt of sadness brushing my heart. I truly loved Rai, for that I had no doubt but I had loved Miguel and it hadn

"Hurt the women he holds dear to his life." ***

Vina frowned confused and suddenly thought of something. “ I swear I'm gonna kill that bitch when next I see her. She must have locked us in,” Vina said angrily. “ Don't worry. I'll just call someone to come fix it,” Gerald said and went to pick his phone. He tried calling and suddenly realized that it's dead. “Oh shit! My phone is dead. Babe can I have yours?,” he asked and Sheila gave him her phone. He checked it and shouted,“ No signal. Why is there suddenly no signal!”

There is a platter with candles and a small bouquet of flowers. The man I'm holding hostage in his own apartment fiddles with his phone. His eyes are red from alcohol abuse, fear and sorrow. "Call her again." I say, my voice icy cold and the man snaps his attention back to me. "Of, of course sir." He stutters and drops his phone from his shaky hands. He dials his daughter’s number. She is the only one who can safe his sorry life. His face pales even more, giving the man a grey complexion- The color of a dead man.

It was brief yet every fucking thing I needed to diminish every feeling from earlier. When she stepped away, every eye had turned to us. I knew Ophelia was also watching. I didn't look back at her. I ran a hand down Ziva’s hair and stepped back. “I can’t believe they dare to play love when we are about to die!” An old man yelled, his fingers jabbing from the midst of the crowd towards I and Ziva’s retreating figure. And he didn't last long. There was no time to figure out how those things got in here, but they did and one pounced on the old man first, tearing him limb from limb. His horrific cries drove the other hordes of parasites in.

I asked, meeting his gaze. The wind stilled, though snow continued to drift down. Silas' chest heaved as he stared at me. He found his voice. "Alessia." He had never been mute. He had only chosen silence in a filthy world until he met me. "I do," he said, his voice trembling. "My life is yours." He went down on one knee. No ring, no flowers. From his pocket, he revealed a small wooden carving of me, smiling. He placed it carefully in my injured palm, lowered his head, and kissed my severed finger. "Alessia. From this day forward, I am your hand and your blade, sworn to you alone."

"So, we have come to the end of this show and before we go, I will give you a chance to look at that camera and say anything you want." Christopher looked at the camera for a while and said, "I know you are looking at me right now and that's why I want to use this opportunity to thank you. Thank you for coming into my life. Thank you for giving me happiness. Thank you for being the mother of my child and my wife. Thank you for choosing to spend the rest of your life with me. I thank fate for making our paths cross and I thank you for always making me have something I look forward to. Thank you for making me the happiest man alive today. I love the fact that you gave me the opportunity to be