I Just Want Peace Novels & Stories

It evokes this feeling inside of me. "I'm lying on the moon My dear, I'll be there soon It's a quiet and starry place Time's we're swallowed up In space, we're here a million miles away There's things I wish I knew There's no thing I'd keep from you It's a dark and shiny place But with you, my dear I'm safe, and we're a million miles away We're lying on the moon It's a perfect afternoon Your shadow follows me all day I'm making sure that I'm

My younger sister, Selena Shaw, was born with a weak wolf. The pack healer warns our family that she must not be startled at any cost. Consequently, my own life is forced into a state of stifling silence. To avoid triggering her wolf, I never dare to vent my emotions. Even if I'm injured, I can't cry out in pain. My parents always stroke my head with a look of guilt on their faces. "You're so sensible, Camellia. We need to protect Lena's wolf together. You're very healthy, so you should be more accommodating to her, alright?" One day, while we are out camping with the rest of the pack, I accidentally knock over a stack of firewood, and the noise startles Selena. Her wolf immediately sp

"No, he's delightfully normal. Smart but not too smart. I like that in a guy." "What do you know about him? Did you check him out?" "Of course. He's just a regular guy. Not in it for money." Her good mood faded. "Is that your point? That no one could possibly want me if it wasn't for the money?" "Not at all. I just want you to be happy." "I am happy. Blissfully so. Justice's the one. We'll be engaged as soon as I get back to DC." Which wasn't actually true but it sounded good.

Not anyone. “I… I want peace,” I admitted, my voice barely a whisper. “Not emptiness. Just peace. I want to travel, to breathe without looking over my shoulder. I want to… be chosen. Not as a prize. Not as a stand-in. Just… chosen.” The words trembled out of me, raw and unpolished, and for a second, I hated that I’d said them out loud. But Liam didn’t flinch. His grip tightened over mine, his eyes fierce and unguarded.

I'll find out shortly. I looked around at the tons of reporters begging for a comment from either of us Once again, Jimmy's hand crept to mind, lacing our fingers together. I released a deep breath. All I can think of now are the times where my life was much simpler. All this needs to end. I need my peace back. I need my happiness returned. But first, I need justice ****

A song is still ringing through my earphones as Agon screamed: THE WORLD IS CRUEL THE WORLD IS UNFAIR BUT WE SHOULDN'T BLAME THE WORLD FOR ITS PEOPLE THAT NEVER CARED NATIONS SHALL UNITE BUT WE CREATED WARS I CAN'T BELIEVE MOST OF YOU BELIEVE IN GOD LOVE IS PATIENT AND IS KIND BUT ALL YOUR PEOPLE ARE AGAINST ALL ODDS AND BEING DIFFERENT IS A CRIME WHAT DO YOU GET FROM THIS WHAT DO YOU GET FROM THE FIGHTS BRUISES AND SCARS WON'T MAKE US STRONGER IN TRYING TIMES JUST DROP THE FUCKING PITCHFORKS CAN'T WE HAVE ONE DAY OF PEACE WE ARE CREATED TO BE ONE NOT FOR EACH OTHER TO FEAST

He is the one that made me into this, I just… I just… I just want him to be close to me. I just want to find peace in his violence.

“—you can choose peace, even if it’s just for today.” She met his gaze, nodding slowly. “Just for today.” "Let's go, somewhere... I have place."

I sigh "I’m going, and I don’t want any of you to follow me. That’s the least you can do for me right now." I adjusted the balance of my backpack as I turn to leave. The tears I was trying to hold back flow down my eyes and I use my hand to cover my mouth. I gave up on happiness days ago and I turned to peace but I now I know I don’t deserve any of them. I’m this unlucky, I’ve got no peace, no joy absolutely nothing. Just the way everyone leaves my life that’s the same way peace, harmony, and happiness left. I don’t deserve anything in this life not even my own life. Sometimes I just wish I’m dead so all this will be over.

I wish he could see that all I ever want is to be left alone. I prefer peace because it’s my coping mechanism. I am always fighting a memory battle in my head and there are times I feel like the more I try, the more I'm drowning further down, drifting away from who I am. It’s always useless and frustrating, but I never stop because I need to remember badly. Most of it is the fact that every night I have the same stupid dream. I dread shutting my eyes because the dream feels like it’s wired in my skull to torment me.