I Never Saw A Wild Thing Feel Sorry For Itself Novels & Stories

He stayed curled up under the covers, trembling like a tiny quail, his hands clamped over his mouth to muffle his sobs. A tidal wave of hatred and despair crashed over me. 'Why is Bill so irresponsible? Why does my baby have to suffer like this?' But I was dead—powerless. 'Luca, it's all my fault. Mommy failed you.'

They pitied me for years while I planned a future that never existed. Tears blur everything. I trip over a root and fall hard, scraping my knees, but I push up and keep going. The dress tears at the hem. I do not stop to fix it. I just want to disappear. The trees grow thicker here. I realize I have crossed the border into the Wildlands. Neutral territory. Rogues. Dangerous wolves who answer to no pack. Normally that thought would terrify me. Right now it feels like exactly where I belong. Let something out here end this nightmare.

After a long moment of silence, his rough hand reaches out and violently rips the burlap sack off Chika's head. CHIKA WHITMORE My eyes slowly flutter open against the harsh glare of the floodlights, revealing a profound, bottomless wave of sadness deep within my pupils. My gaze watches the family of three tightly embrace on the edge of the dock, comforting each other's wolves, completely oblivious to the fact that my life is being left behind in the dark. My teeth clench together until my jaw aches, violently struggling to contain the raw storm of emotions threatening to rip my chest apart.

I guess not though It's blatant disrespect, you nothin' like the *beep* I met Talk to me crazy and you quick to forget You even got me trippin', you got me lookin' in the mirror different Thinkin' I'm flawed because you inconsistent Between a rock and a hard place, the mud and the dirt It's gon' hurt me to hate you, but lovin' you's worse It all stops so abrupt, we started switchin' it up Teach me to be like you so I can not give a *beep* Free to mess with someone else, I wish these feelings could melt 'Cause you don't care about a thing except your motha*beep*' self You make me sick, *beep* We kept singing when Cardi took over us - me, no us, me - throwing some hyena-like-laughs in between

Call your name two, three times in a row Such a funny thing for me to try to explain How I’m feeling and my pride is the one to blame ‘Cause I know I don’t understand Just how your love can do what no one else can Eve wrapped her legs around the pole. To disseminate an earnest moan to satisfy whoever is on the watch had her on her knees. Grinds left no shame, outworn morals she disregard just so to survive each night, in spite of the mask that concealed the Rio in her with utter secrecy. She do not like it, but women like her routed to what hem they could clings to live. A matter to stomach deeds, and sobs, cries misheard pity to oneself as it should be left callous and impassive. Got me loo

The car sped off into the night and all he could do was stand there and stare in anger, sadness and frustration. "Fuck", he yelled out making the people walking around look at him weird. He was getting many weird looks so he walked to his car with his shoulders slumped. All of a sudden, he felt tired and drained and he just wanted to get in bed and sleep, hoping it's all a dream. He knew his past was going to come back and bite him but he didn't think it was going to be so soon. He didn't even do anything, he was innocent. "I can't believe I didn't see through his facade, why didn't I question that? How could I be so foolish?", Rita questioned once she snapped out of her thoughts, feeling st

An ear-splitting sound blasted through the air, inaudible to humans but agony for beastfolk. The three pups hidden beneath my dress yelped in pain. Their eyes flashed crimson, their bodies swelling as if they were balloons. Guests screamed and scrambled to escape. I was rooted to the spot, a cold sweat drenching my back. Trouble. Ethan yanked me behind him, shielding me with his body. He shot Wendy a look. Her remote fizzled, sparks flying, and then, boom! It blew up in her hand. She shrieked, her hand scorched black.

My ass slides down the door until I'm sitting with my back against it, my face in my hands, sobbing like my life is over. In some ways I feel like it is, and I'm never sure if I'm going to be able to get it back. * * * "I'm sorry if I brought up bad memories," Wild says as we park at the shop. He had driven us, and after I'd been in the bathroom for more than ten minutes, he came looking for me. I was still trying to pull myself together. Even with washing my face, there was no denying I had some sort of breakdown. "You didn't, man. I'm so excited for you and Addie. This is just my shit. Shit I need to get over."

I feel like a wild animal. “What’s wrong with me?” I throw the carcass aside and wrap my arms around my legs, pulling my knees into my chest. Tears run down my cheeks. I can’t help but lick my lips and savor the taste left behind. I feel disgusted. Maybe this is what happens when a person has to survive. I let out a deep breath, wipe my face with my t-shirt, and prop myself up.