I Keep Holding On Novels & Stories

I just wait, relishing the feeling of being in its presence before it grows brighter and disappears as a whole, leaving with it a thought that was planted in my mind. ‘Hold on with everything you’ve got,’ And so I do, because I would do anything he asks me to. Even stave off death, just for a little longer.

I wanted to hold this hand like this forever. ........................... THE END ........................

“Hold tight.” -

I breathed, lost in the feeling of his warmth. “Mmm?” “Things are going to get really hard from now on,” he murmured, “But can you hold on? Can you promise not to let go of my hand… no matter what comes?”

She wants to break me, to make me fall apart, but I refuse to let her win. She forces me to relive my worst fears, over and over again, like she’s peeling me apart piece by piece. But I won’t give in. Mikhail’s voice is still in my head, steady and clear, telling me not to give up. “Don't give up.” I hold onto that. I hold onto him.

"not yet." The world fades, but I hang on to one idea: this is not done.

It got stuck in my throat. I'm breaking apart. Snapping loose. And I have no idea how I can hold myself together.

“We’re not letting go. Not ever.” I kissed Irene’s forehead again. My tears soaked into his hair. We stayed like that. Hours. Maybe more. Watching. Listening. Breathing only because he did. Every cough, every twitch, every broken word, proof he was still fighting. And we held on. Because what else could we do? Because love doesn’t leave. Not here. Not now. Not ever.

My nightmares were keeping me away. I kept twisting and turning in my bed, unable to sleep. I've woken up more than a few times with the image of my parents killing people floating through my mind. And every time I ended up crying, Killian would hold me as I relived the shock of my world crumbling all over again.

Knows to hold me. The bond hums between us