Hope Has A Name Lyrics Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Mummy, he's sooo grumpy." I shook my head, finally laughing through the ache in my chest. "Of course my daughter would name someone that." Hope's giggles filled the room, and for one fragile moment, my heart lifted. Even in all the shadows pressing down on me, there was still this. Still her. Still us. Still hope.

Pages scatter across the floor, my handwriting exposed for everyone to see. I drop to my knees, scrambling to gather the pages while tears blur my vision. The crowd laughs harder. Someone steps on one of the sheets on purpose. Ryder crouches down beside me, pretending to help but only making it worse. He picks up a page and reads in a whisper only I can hear this time: “‘I wish he’d stop hurting me… but I still want him.’” He chuckles softly, cruelly. “Poor little virgin. So confused.”

~~~ R-O-M-12:12—12|13|14|15 - hope II-C-O-R-4:10—31|32|33|34|35 - dying J-O-H-N-3:16—17|18|19|20|21 - world 4_2_3_5_5 H O P E _ _ _ _ _ D Y I N G W O R L D 4 2 3 5 5 ~~~ “Hope on the Dying World?” - Xol “Hope in the Dying World?” - Czaquira “Hope of the Dying World.” Timotheus uttered.

RPOV Songs: Into Happiness by Phantogram, Bottom of the River by Delta Rae, NFWMB by Hozier Over the next few days, more letters arrived. Some of them were as vague and cryptic as the first one, others were very specific on the group's plans and purpose.

*huff* *huff* it's..been... How long exactly? I can't remember. Searching for my friends is starting to seem so hopeless now. "I just want to take a break!", I cried out My body drenched in sweat was aching all over from running around all over the resort. "Agh! I haven't sat down in hours, *sighs* where in the world has everyone disappeared to?" Now, I started to observe my surroundings, and I realized it was the reception of the resort which was the last place I hadn't searched in yet.

“Somеtimеs, thе right opportunitiеs comе when yоu leаst eхpect thеm. I really believe this is one of those moments. Lylah's daughter would love you, and you might come to love her too, if you gave her a chance.” I shаke my heаd, rоunting а hаnd thrоugh my hаir. “This isn’t fаir. Уou’rе putting mе in аn impossiblе positiоn.” “It’s nоt impossiblе,” she sаys softly. “It’s just... differеnt from whаt yоu plаnned. But somеtimеs, differеnt cаn be good.”

"Don't deny it. You may say that you hate Light but she is the one you wanted. She is the one who must've fit all the ideal qualities of what your wife and queen should be. Then she disappeared and you had no one to vent the blame on but me. "Unfortunately for me, no matter how much I want to, I can not be Light. I am not Light. I will never be Light. I'm Hope. No one seems to acknowledge that, but Light and I might share the same blood but we are two different people. I'm Hope. Not Light. And you need to know that." She reached for my shirt and fisted it around her fingers. "I'm Hope. Why don't you see that? Why doesn't anyone see that? I'm Hope. Hope! Hope! Hope!" My hands automatically wr

It reached the core. The area I'm in was so vulnerable! I'm like walking on a thin line. But, the line seems to be made out of something that can give pain. Well maybe, my feet were just bare... As our kingdom's name is Hawthorn, it gave me hope. You and I are born with hope... "You gave me almonds to eat, for I crave a treat. I allow you to flee with the flowers as I, empower with your promise." "You are honest. So I believed as you promised."

SHE DOESN’T KNOW anything about the Lycans. She doesn't want to gamble for her conscience. "What’s your name?” the woman asked her again. “Name?” Lirah acted as if she was asking herself before she looked at the couple. “What is my name? I—I don’t know…” They look at Lirah with disbelief. Looks like they didn't buy it but she needs to stand with her words and continue what she has started. “You don’t know?”

I murmur as she presses her forehead to mine. “That is your name, is it not?” She asks me and I hold back my tears. It has been so long since she has spoken my true name. The gentle roll of her tongue on the L’s unlocking something I once locked away long ago. Hope. the hope that despite everything we might be together one day again. It was never the same as it was in the first life, though it came close. The lies between us always made the barrier thick and near impossible to break through.