Hopeless Series Novels & Stories

No acknowledgment of my humanity. He asks for the whiskey. The pain that hits me isn't sharp like a slap. It’s dull and heavy. It’s the feeling of drowning when you thought you’d found a raft. To Spadino, I am a toy to be broken. To Aureliano, I am a receipt to be burned. To Ciro, I am nothing at all. Hope is a dangerous thing in this house. It’s a poison worse than cyanide, because it kills you slowly. It makes you think you can survive the monsters by letting them in.

And Hope—Hope had no idea what was coming. Perfect. **TO BE CONTINUED...** ---

I got up and started watching N*****x on my laptop, until I finally passed out. I got woken up by my phone ringing, "HHHello?" "Katie, you are meant to be getting ready with me" Jess shouted down the phone, shit what is the time, it was the afternoon, I slept for all this time," yeah I'm on my way, I'll be there in 10" I hanged up the phone, I was lying but I quickly grabbed my Christmas dress for the night, my make up and left to go to Jess's house.

Babi pov The fact that Joshua sent him completely sobered me up. I kept thinking about that on the way home. I reached home in no time and found that papa still hasn’t returned home. his activities these days concern me. I mean what is his actions have been suspicious lately. He comes less often, talks less, always thinking. in my whole life, I have never seen him like that. He also never told me about his past and what made him leave his own country. There has to be a big reason for a person to leave his own motherland. As a kid, I never thought of that but these days I keep wondering about that. What if he is in deep trouble? What if he needs help? He is my only family. I don’t want to los

I have decided after long thought not to continue this story as it is currently written...I want to restructure and plan it better. A Hope For Moonlight has a lot of potential, but my writing style and organizational skills have changed much over the years since I started it. With that said, I intend to go over the manuscript and create a more detailed outline that will combine the story as I had originally wanted it to be but will be more focused and better organised, it will better detail the prophecies and continue into the next generation so that we may see the fullfillment of the prophecies.

Though, for me, it got worse, before it got better. I hope to meet you again in the second sequel of The Journey From Ashes, titled; A Hope Which Springs From Chaos. Turn the pages to read the blurb. Life can be beautiful or destructive if you wish for it. So, wish for good.

He circled another part and they saw how it had bent. "Thankfully, Doctor Ma'mun here, removed the compression. That compression could have killed all chances of repair, that repair is what I want to do now." He watched as the bleary-eyed parents of the twenty four year old actress nodded, both of them must not have slept in a while since they were able to summon him over in just five days. "So, is there hope? Doctor Ma'mun said you could do something." He nodded solemnly, and twisted his mouth at Labeebah's mother before slowly saying.

"Grayson… I'm sorry. I regret it. In the next life, I'll treat you twice as well. Having you as my brother… if I ever had a life without you, it wouldn't have any love." His eyes slowly lost their light. The smile on his lips froze—forever etched on his face. By the time the medics arrived, he was gone. I stood there, soaked in his blood, my mind a blank. Later, the staff followed procedure, contacting his family—Jess. The woman on the other end was dead drunk, slurring incoherently. "Let him die. He's just another worthless man. My boyfriend is Grayson, not that trash."

At first , her hand forms a circle and then a triangle – her mouth vomit words that none of us understand. “Who are you and what do you think you are doing?!” Andrew asks again , before raising to his feet. However , the woman continues to ignore him and chant. “This is your last warning to speak –“ Britney and I , watch in absolute horror as a small wave of some sort emits from her hands which begins to float towards us. Andrew is the first to come into contact with it , and this making him fall to the fall with a heavy thud. I rise from my bed , watching as Britney also fall unconscious by it’s touch – my sudden movement earns me a growl from the wolf. I start backing away , trying my har

"If I kissed you and declared my love for you, would the outcome be any different?" He swallows, and I rest my case. If I'm caught running, I'm met with death. If I'm caught loving him, I'm met with death. Either way, I lose. "Regardless. You don't run from the person you love. Love is supposed to give hope, is it not?" "Love only gives hope if it's returned. A love not returned works like poison." Kade frowns, and a door opens behind the high bench. I tip my head down as the council members file into the room, the patter of their shoes against hard tiles setting doom deep in my bones.