I Not Alone Novels & Stories

'I 'd rather be alone -by karyn White' I know that people do go through changes, yeah yeah but this just don't make no damn sense, if we're gonna keep saying we love one another Yeah yeah well, then we better stop fighting and arguing Cause baby, i've heard I'm sorry too many, many times before now I know better,it hurts to hold on to this kind of love even more, no I'm not crazy I won't be a fool, a fool for love cause I know i'd rather be alone than be here unhappy, im not gonna choose, choose for you cause I know i'd rather be alone than be here unhappy I know it's time to go when I feel lonely, when I'm laying in your arms and it dont feel right,oh,cause every time I feeling up you try t

With Ava … This is the first morning in a very long time that I wake up alone. The view from up here is absolutely amazing, it is kind of sad that I cannot share it with someone by my side. This is also the most alone I have been in a very long time too. There is a big part of me that just want to phone him but I know that I should be strong and not give in so easily to him. If things are meant to be then they will be.

I do not know who I will become. I do not know what waits for me. I do not know how much fear is still inside me. But I know this one thing now. I am not alone. And for the first time in my life, this is not a promise. It is a feeling.

Not knowing if I'd make the same mistakes again. Not knowing if I've learned anything at all. Just knowing that I'm alone. And it's entirely my own fault.

I raised my hands in surrender “ I plead not guilty to that accusation,my lord.” “Come on, I have lost count of all the girls you have been with since we moved here,” He said, crossing his hands together. “I can’t help it that everybody finds me attractive,” I smirked. “How about you start taking life more seriously and find a mate,” Noah said. I frowned “It’s not my fault, I have to be punished for the sins of my father, if the moon goddess wants me mateless, then I am going to enjoy every bit of my single life,”

His words shocked me. "I..." He cut me off to what I was going to say. "You what? Obviously you are going to say that I'm fine blah blah!" He sat down on the chair while rubbing his forehead in worry. The room was silent for sometime until he decided to speak again. "Look. Grace, you are the only true friend I've had in years, and I don't want to lose you. I really care for you ok." I looked into his eyes that were speaking volumes. They were telling me that he had been alone for a long time. They were reflecting pain. They were reflecting anger. I understood his pain. The pain of being alone. Quite honestly he was my only friend too. And yes by friends I just mean friends. He had never once

I've changed so much; I'm not sure what is me anymore. Being me is the big uncomfortable: the big hurt, the big blindness. Being blind in a world without friends is a lonely place to be. The bell rings, and swarms of buzzing students fill the halls in their zombie lines. That's the thing about this high school, and we are bored moving from grade to grade. "Aiden, I am...what I mean is..thank you."

"So it's gonna be forever Or it's gonna go down in flames You can tell me when it's over If the high was worth the pain Got a long list of ex-lovers They'll tell you I'm insane 'Cause you know I love the players And you love the game"I sang screaming on top of my lungs. Noah started this whole game with his dick ass of a best friend Dickens and I was going to end it. Speaking of Dickens,I still had people investigating on his whereabouts but so far I got nothing.

Stephanie gave up completely and quickly married a man she had just met through a blind date. A month later, she found out he was buried in gambling debt, millions deep. The wealthy image he had shown her had all been an act. He drained her savings dry. Her family collapsed along with it. Stephanie lost her mind and was eventually sent to a psychiatric hospital. As for Terrance and Claude, they still wouldn't give up. They kept trying to get me to go back. I didn't respond. I just lived my life. One day on a business trip, I came across a little girl who had been abandoned on the side of the road.

"He's all used-up, and you're still acting like he's a treasure? You must be really desperate! What's the difference between that incubus and a dog in heat? Someone like you should just find an honest guy willing to take you in!" Tracy Rowe was standing outside the county office with Jamie Stephenson, arguing with me at the top of her lungs. Meanwhile, Lionel Andrus, the man with an incubus bloodline, was waiting quietly to the side, holding our paperwork.