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“And I also wanted to ask if you have made any progress.” Sir Auctor glanced at the laptop next to him. Progress he definitely has made. ••••••••••••••••• The children sat in groups as usual. Some engaged in quiet discussions, some very surely planning the next evil to perpetrate, some moping in their misery. Why was it so difficult for them to accept their hopeless situation? Why was it so difficult for them to accept that they were doomed? False hope. Like the girl named Ify, so confident that they were going to make it out alive.

IN MY DARK TIMES Hope is a damnable thing. I saw hope in her eyes when she was running, that maybe she would be able to outrun her set fate and maybe get away, or that someone would come and save her. No one came. She didn’t outrun me. She died, by my hands.

It didn't feel like her But, somehow, it's all that Liviana feels like she can do. Livi was helpless, if not completely hopeless, and she thought it was best that she finally accept the fact that this - whatever it was - wasn't going to go her way. It never was, and she was a fool to have thought otherwise. When was she ever going to learn that hope wasn't anything more than a dead end? A waste of her time, breath, and sanity for the sake of... what? Comfort? Her temporary peace of mind? She wasn't sure, and in all honesty, she didn't care to figure it out. Instead, she decides right then and there that whatever it was for - herself, the situation, or someone, something, else - didn't matter

Elena nods in agreement. On the other side of town, a young man named Josh is struggling. He's been unemployed for months, and he's running out of money. He's starting to feel hopeless, like there's no way out of his situation. He feels like he's stuck, with no way to move forward. One day, he's walking down the street, head down, feeling defeated. He's about to pass by a small storefront when he notices a sign in the window. It says "Hope for Everyone." Curiosity piqued, he walks inside.

I was sitting on the floor with my knees pulled up to my chest and hands around them, I leaned my head back against the door while agony and pain were increasing with every second. Why? Why me? I wanted to ask, every single day, I think that someday all this pain and suffering would come to an end, somewhere deep down inside me, I have this little piece of hope that someday it will. I don't know when and how but that hope is crushed by Arthur, I want to run away from all this, but I can't, I can't leave my dad to die. "Why?" I sobbed, asking no one in particular.

She immediately asks, dropping the thought that is a hard slap in front of Jeffrey and directly to his mind and consciousness “I may not be there from the very beginning of this world and book’s loop. But I knew everything enough to not hope for something hopeless.” Her direct rejection. Adding the wound that Jeffrey already had. Knowing that this world and book of Death Reincarnate doesn’t have a happy ever after, but a dark tragedy that is written and well planned from the very beginning by the beings who are currently playing chess, where they are all their pieces. “Hopeless? Tsk!”

Something inside it looked rotten, and thick red sap poured out into the sea, leaving the water dark and oily. “Mommy, my hands!” Hope’s shout broke through everything. June’s heart nearly stopped. There was Hope, just five, standing by the water. Her little fingers turning black—and still she wasn’t crying. She just stared at the rising Black Sun on the horizon, eyes wide and empty. “It’s calling me,” Hope whispered, that small voice rasping like dry leaves in the wind. “The Reaper says the memories are lies. He says humans just hurt each other. He says darkness is the only truth.”

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me right now? Hope is the most addictive substance on this earth, Ember. More addictive than the herbs, more destructive than anything Rafael ever put in a compound. I have been HOPING for months. I hoped when they said six months. I hoped when the coughing started. I hoped when the blood came and I told myself it was just irritation. I hoped every single morning when I opened my eyes and thought maybe today the tests would come back different, maybe today the trajectory would change, maybe today would be the day someone told me I wasn’t dying.” She’s gasping between the words and the gasping is wet and laboured and the tissue in her hand is soaked

Chapter One - Laura Note to readers: Chronologically, this novella takes place after “A Forever Kind of Love” but before “A Wonderful Kind of Love”. It also contains characters from “Saltwater Kisses” and “Yours Completely”. You do not need to have read any of these books to enjoy this book. If you like this story, “A Wonderful Kind of Love” picks up where it leaves off. Laura “Oh God, it's him.” Laura wished she could just melt into the floor and vanish for a few hours. Of course he had to come to this. He was the last person she wanted to see today.

After giving her the special medicine, I shook my head regretfully. “I can save her life, but she’ll be paralyzed from now on. Mark’s theory of natural selection doesn’t hold under extreme post-apocalyptic conditions. She’s been exposed to high temperatures for too long. Her internal organs are already ninety percent cooked. Besides, no electrical system can withstand these conditions for long. His refrigerated warehouse is completely useless.” Mr. O'Connor broke down in tears. “My granddaughter, how could you be so foolish, believing that scoundrel Mark? Will risked everything for you, even though you despised him. He developed special medicine for you, and what have you done in return?”