I Can't Fix You By The Living Tombstone Novels & Stories

If they became a couple, I would be overjoyed, as I held them both dearly. I left my hair down but put on some make-up, nothing too ostentatious; we were going to the local club to hustle humans for money. I didn't want to stand out and draw more attention than necessary. We also needed to investigate the scam business that had been going on; no human could rob werewolves of their money without help from one of us. I called my father to tell him we had arrived, and he seemed pleased. He then gave us the number for his friend Mr. Jackson, who was also the owner of Sprite and Vodka—the biggest nightclub in the area. Before we left, Dylan came up to me and said,

(Silence) Stone- Because if you aren’t my mate, I don’t think I could live with that. (My heart breaking as I grip my locket.) Stone- Baby, you there. Me- (crying) Yes. I just miss you. My heart knows who you are, and I need you. Stone- I know who you are, and I need you too. But please, let me fulfill this mission and I promise we will be together. Me- Will we? Will we really be together?

Others? "What others?" I asked. He didn't respond and tried to walk away, I held him back to look at me. "Since you're a monster, I don't mind if you stay a little longer. If you think you're going to ruin my life, I beg you, ruin it for today at least?" Taken by a courage that I didn't know where I got it from, I grabbed his neck getting on tiptoes and did what my body was begging for, I kissed him.

Alex Rockefeller was in so much pain that his vision turned dark. He first put his daughter down nearby before glancing at the tomb… This tomb was a little small. In fact, it was much smaller than the ones nearby. Moreover, there wasn’t even a tombstone above it. There was only a small slope. Alex retrieved his Dragon Bone and started digging right away. After digging for about three to five minutes, he managed to dig out a stone coffin. He was dumbfounded when he opened it.

I had four days left before the poison consumed my organs entirely. All I wanted was to spend whatever time I had left with the woman I loved, but I could not reach her. The next day, I learned that Enzo Marchetti, the first love she had never forgotten, had returned from overseas. "Let's get divorced. The love of my life is back." I clutched my chest as a searing pain tore through it. "I'm at the family hospital. I've been poisoned. The doctors won't let me leave.” Her voice turned sharp and cruel. "I don't care if you're poisoned or dying. Even if you drop dead the next second, you need to come back and sign the papers." The last trace of warmth inside me went cold. I answered calmly,

When you try your best but you don’t succeed, When you get what you want but not what you need, When you feel so tired but you can’t sleep Stuck in reverse, And the tears come streaming down your face, When you lose something you can’t replace, When you love someone but it goes to waste, Could it be worse? Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you. - Fix you, Cold play. ....................................................................... They have set the funeral soon for Jay’s mom after two days of her death and Jay’s uncle took care of everything for the funeral.

She says. I can hear the plate sliding away. I grab her wrist so she can’t take the plate. “Mine,” I tell her. She lets out a laugh and walks back to get her plate. By the time I finish eating the aspirin has kicked in and I feel more like a human again. I notice she is over messing around with her photography stuff. I get up and put my plate in the sink. “Well, you are looking less zombie-like now.” She says with a smirk.

Greta searched the shadows for any sign that the Tommy Knockers were near enough to hear her words. “This isn’t good at all.” Eric moved to examine a skull with a pickaxe head coming from the back of the skull. “If this is Liam Blackstone, we now know murder caused his death. Now if we move his bones back to the mainland, will his spirit come with him?” Bill continued to film within the nooks and crannies of the large space. The space must be natural, Eric figured. The room was large enough to be used as a ballroom. “We have a bigger problem, people.” Bill disappeared around a large rock before he said that.

" I no longer trusted a single word he said and intensified my efforts, each pull stronger than the last. When Ron heard that I hadn't stopped, he furiously shouted, "I hurt my arm lifting it earlier! Can't you just wait a minute? "I'll go grab a few workers from the site. Just hold on and give me ten more minutes!" I exploded and started cursing. "Ten minutes? To hell with that! If I'm dying, I'm taking every one of you with me!" Ron actually laughed. "There's nothing I can do, can I? The cover weighs a ton and won't budge without enough manpower.

He strode to the control panel, glanced at the blood-red error code on the screen, and his face immediately showed an agonized expression. He slapped his thigh and pointed at the screen before saying to Bill, "We're doomed! We're completely doomed! Mr. Lamar, the motherboard is completely burned out! It was originally just a problem with the driver chip; we still had a sliver of hope for repair. After he messed around with it, the high-voltage current directly damaged the main control CPU! This machine is now just a pile of scrap metal! It has absolutely no value for repair!" Every word Henry spoke struck Bill's heart like a hammer blow.