Hopeless Pursuit Novels & Stories

She frantically dialed the number again, hoping for a miracle, but all she received was an empty dial tone. In the darkness, the pursuers exchanged satisfied glances, their eyes glinting with a mix of victory and cold determination. Their meticulous planning and unwavering pursuit had culminated in success. George's hopes of escape had been dashed, his chance at freedom slipping away like a mirage in the night. With George captured, his pursuers wasted no time in ensuring his compliance and preventing any possibility of escape. They swiftly bound his hands together, securing them tightly behind his back, rendering him effectively helpless. The restrictive bindings digging into his flesh.

There were two famous deadweights in Kingsgate's high society. One was me, Millie Tanner, the pampered little princess whose only talents were shopping and throwing parties. The other was my childhood friend, Iver Langford, the fragile young heir born with autism and congenital heart failure. However, my older brother was the most feared name in the underworld, and my second brother was the richest man in the country. Iver's older sister was the undefeated queen of the courtroom, and his second sister was a surgeon whose hands could bring back the dead. One day, the four of them were chatting over a game of poker. "Raising one hopeless case takes the same effort as two. Might as well pair

He had made the same decision that Leslie made. “I was so close to the exit,” Isaac ground his teeth in frustration as he looked at the man standing before the exit, effectively blocking their means of escape. He had only been a meter away from the door and had been filled with the hope of freedom. He had never been so close to freedom like he had been this time, and hope had blossomed in his heart for the first time. Unfortunately, the greater the hope, the greater the despair that followed after failure. Now there was no way they would be able to get away. Taking a step back, Isaac appeared next to Leslie.

He slowly turned to me with a puzzled expression on his face. "What are you doing there? Are you spying on me?" he asked, catching me off guard. Our eyes met, and I felt a sudden jolt of nervousness. I quickly turned my back on him and hurried to the kitchen, covering my mouth with my hands. What's wrong with you, Delilah? Why are you still thinking about him and worrying about someone like him? He almost threw you away and seemed to have erased all the memories you shared from his mind. So what if something happened to him in that faraway place? He didn't even bother to send you a letter to check on you or update you on his whereabouts; instead, he ran away from the promises he made to you

The two of us had lost all hope of ever finding a happy ending such a long time ago. When we agreed to be the Witch Queen's mate some of that hope returned, as we had both thought that maybe if we put in an effort this time, we could actually be happy. I wasn't so sure about that anymore though, but he disagreed. He still believes that we can help her, or more that we were chosen to help her through this dark period in her life. Unfortunately we can't do anything if she won't let us though, which is what I have to keep reminding him. Regardless, she was our problem now, so we just had to figure out a way to live with her.

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.

Hope's disappearance. With the wind whistling through the open windows and the road stretching ahead, we held onto the hope that Freda's vision would lead us to the answers we sought. The journey had begun, and the climax of our mission was within our reach. The vehicle's tires rolled over the uneven terrain as we followed Freda's lead, our anticipation growing with each passing moment. Eventually, we arrived at the outskirts of a small, eerie village, where the deserted chapel of St. Micah stood in solemn silence.

I sighed and we made it to the parking lot, a guy was about to enter his car, when one of the mask men knocked him out and shoved me to the front seat. I started to drive, I didn't want to die at the age of 25. I mean I had it all, money, my dream job. I was dating a nice girl who I was crazy about. And all was lost because I wanted to get money out so I could take my girlfriend on a trip to celebrate her birthday. My mother told me to wait for another day, I didn't listen to her. She said she had a funny feeling but I thought she was being paranoid. But like they always say, trust your guts. Deep down I knew I should've listened. But I wanted to surprise my girl.

JOSHUA POV As soon as Joel blew the whistle, all the bikers start to fly their bike. 3rd rider was the one who was ahead of all of us. I was at last. I don’t show my potential just right at the beginning. It’s fun to let people believe that they are winning and enjoy their reaction at finishing line. While I was moving ahead, I saw the biker next to me looking like at me and passing a snarky smile. It was a smile that I couldn’t get at first but next he did was push me, trying to get me out of the race. Suddenly I was the picture of Babi and my brother together in my mind. All the anger and feeling of betrayal came rushing through my veins. I don’t know since when I started to lover this m

"I still don't understand, you idiot." "Oh? Is that so?" He chuckled. "I'll clarify it then." He sat properly. "I had a lil' dog. He always had been by my side. He's awfully cute. Yet suddenly... my dog ​​disappeared. He vanished and since then I became totally lonesome." Luxious smiled sadly. "Don't you still get it?" He glanced at me. "What if I don't agree?" I said. The smile disappeared from Luxious's lips quickly. "Shame."