Hope X Jonesy Novels & Stories

But even inside the store, she kept glancing at the glass window like she expected something to be there when she looked back. Nothing was. Still, her body stayed tense. The clerk said something to her, but she barely heard it. She paid quickly and stepped back outside. That same pressure hit again immediately. Not stronger. Just familiar now. Like it was learning her. A different car now sat across the street. Same stillness. Same watching presence. Keisha slowed without meaning to. Her phone buzzed again. Unknown number. She didn’t hesitate this time. One line. “You’re easier to track when you’re alone.”

Her heart nearly stopped. “You’re successful now,” she said. “You have everything. Why would you want the same girl you left behind?” “Because I never stopped loving her.” The room felt suddenly smaller. Dangerous. Hope was a dangerous emotion for Evelyn. “I don’t believe you,” she said. “You don’t have to,” Lincoln replied. “But I’m not giving up this time.” Her chest tightened again. Every man she had dated after Lincoln had been an attempt to replace something that could never truly be replaced.

She gulped and knocked gently at the door. No response. She did again "Who is that?" Mrs Hope called out from the inside. She bit her bottom lip before she responded in a tiny small voice. "Hannah, Hannah Spikes." She could make out her feet thumping on the floor as she approached the door and clicked it open to look down on her small girl with bulging brown eyes beneath a pair of glasses and frizzy hair. Mrs Hope was a slightly elderly woman in her late forties. Her hair was dyed black so it may be difficult for outsiders to accurately guess her age. She wore a sweatshirt and long skirts underneath pop stockings, and her hair was arranged in a bun. Her eyes were sharp and alert.

My heart skips a beat, and I know the only reason they are crying is probably because Hope has died. Hiram makes his way past the servants and then stops in front of the room. There, I see an image that burns raw in my mind. Hollis is lying in the bed, clutching Hope’s lifeless body, her stomach open with her organs lying around. The baby tore through her stomach. **

Ayo, on the other hand, answered him with mixed feelings. Perfect looked down at Ayo from where she sat and her mind wandered off to the Olympiad she had participated in, whilst in JSS 3, just like Ayo. She had made it to the semifinals that year and was only a step from reaching the finals when the unexpected happened. It had been the same pulpit Ayo was currently using. She had been smiling just like Ayo was and the quizmaster had asked her the same exact question he just did Ayo. Afterwards, he had broken the sad news to her with displeasure on his face. However, she hoped the same isn’t the case for Ayo as it would only shatter every lining of hope left in the other students from their s

As my hand fell, Janine seemed to understand everything, and all hope drained from her. “I told you. Our relationship ended a long time ago.” I had saved her not just out of gratitude to Mr. O'Connor, but because I didn’t want her to die so easily. Living half-paralyzed, in constant suffering, would be far worse than death. I would never forget the soul-deep pain from being skinned in my last life. With Janine’s reckoning behind me, I turned to the stage and unveiled my survival plan to everyone. From power-free shelters to heat-resistant suits and emergency medical treatments, the audience gasped in awe. By the end, the applause didn’t stop.

Sisters is a good name for the song she wrote for Hope. It’s late when everyone finally goes to bed and I have a chance to talk to her. “You want to tell me what’s really going on?” I ask as we sit outside the den around the fire we built for the human. She got cold quickly. Hope looks at me and her lips begin to tremble. “It was an accident,” she whispers. “Does he know?” I ask. She shakes her head. “I can’t tell him. He’ll be devastated. I can’t watch him hoping that everything will be okay and then watching his devastation when it’s not. I can’t do that to him, Dad.”

she falls to her knees, tears falling freely. Riff comes out of the room into the waiting area.”Damian, go to Spooky, I will stay with Selyna. Spooky is starting to come to and just on time, they had to cut the baby out to save Heather and the baby and are just finishing up” she says solemnly. I reluctantly go into the room, throwing a glance over my shoulder at Selyna who though tired looks as beautiful and resilient as ever.

You just wanted to watch my daughter die! "However mad you are, just punish me! Lucy's innocent! The kidney is still available right now. She still has a chance to live! You can't just shirk your responsibility and stand idly by as she dies!"