In A Lonely Place Novel Novels & Stories

I mentally curse at Ethan for being way too kind and forgiving her way too quickly. I was currently sitting alone in the lobby, waiting for Leah to come back. The bright light in the room acted as the perfect reading light as I tried to escape the loneliness by burying myself in Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell. I only brought one book with me on this trip, but one thousand and thirty-seven pages were probably enough to keep me company for the reminder of the trip.

It was such a lonely thing to do—to live alone in a crowded place and get reminded of the days where you would usually sit on the terrace with the person you planned your future with, gazing over the beauty of city night, but only this time, there was no one but you. In that moment then, I found out that it is much better to live in a quiet place. Although it seems to be more lonely than before, it is much better because I could gather my thoughts and sleep comfortably. "I see," Khein said, his voice was now less strained than earlier. I noticed how his shoulders relaxed a bit, as if he had been so tensed since he arrived. "How... are you, then?" My eyes fluttered open and our gazes locked i

The beings gathered around one another. Sharing thoughts. Sharing memories. Sharing existence itself. No loneliness. No separation. Only connection. The sight was beautiful. Then Ama noticed something. One figure stood apart from the others. Watching. Waiting. Alone. The vision paused around it. The Witness whispered: The first lonely thing. A chill ran through Ama. The figure was not evil. Not monstrous. Not cruel. Just alone. Endlessly. Painfully. Alone. The other beings moved together. Sharing.

Notice!!! So I've been thinking about how to write this and decided we will have double povs in here. ~~~~~~~~ Mika's pov I got home in a record of time. I don't even know I should call this place my home. Everything feels like a lie. Tears kept pouring down my face. I rushed to what I called our room and moments we spent together in here came flooding in. I heard loud footsteps and then the door opened banging against the wall. I continued trying to pack my things.

She told me it was her favorite and after reading it, it also became mine. I can´t remember much of what happened next, I was too tired... Too miserable... I tried to reach the book she gave me. My arm didn´t move even a single millimeter. Ahh... It´s happening... The light was fading. The sound was being silenced. My breath was slowing down. ......... In this cold and isolated room. In this place filled with happy and painful memories. Is in this place where I´ll die... ......... Fuck...... I don´t want this......

She opened her eyes and let out a sound of frustration. "Guys, if this is your doing this is not funny," she yelled. She stood there for a while in silence. She heard no giggles or chuckles. She was all alone. Trix dropped to the forest floor, feeling the loneliness wash over her. Soon years started to fall from her eyes. She hated being alone. She glanced at the book once more and reluctantly opened it. On the inside of the cover were a few scribblings. Finish the story and you go home.

They bathed together, ate together, and went shopping together, just like what a couple deeply in love would do. I didn't make a scene as I simply watched them show off their affection in silence. With five more days left in the divorce's waiting period, Julian suddenly suggested climbing a snow-covered mountain. He insisted that I come, too. Halfway up, Evelyn had left to get something, leaving Julian and me alone. The gentleness on his face vanished at once, replaced by a cold stare. "Why are you still hanging around here? Do you really think Evelyn will fall for you eventually?"

A gun would have been the best option, but her niece and nephews are usually around most weekends, so a baseball bat was the next best option and she made sure to always keep it just within arms reach. So, it was strange that when she reached out to grab it, and it wasn't there, then it clicked in her head, the missing baseball bat was not the only strange thing in the room, the floor was strange, her bookshelf was missing, the room was painted a different colour from hers. Instantly, it was like her head had been cleared of the fug that once clouded it, and it dawned on her, This was not her room. Just then, she heard a voice behind her.

Then, I put the leftover food in the fridge to eat over the next few days. The moment the food and drink touched my lips, the taste was incredible. It was truly delightful, especially with the city’s view filled with twinkling lights and the beautiful night sky. Yet, amidst all that beauty, I felt a deep sense of loneliness. I had never lived in a house or apartment by myself before. So, that night, the loneliness felt so intense and quite agonizing. Still, moving to Rainwood and living alone was my decision. Maybe after meeting Aunt Elena, I could stay with her. Even if we couldn’t live together, at least I’d know I wasn’t alone in Rainwood.

It’s true this place has my heart. To ease his mind I further explained, “Don’t get me wrong but honestly I believe in this place! you don’t need company. Even if you come alone, you never feel like you are alone. The songs, the ambience, everything is just so I don’t how to say it but this place is really comforting. This place lets you alone and yet stays with you. My second home.” I know my words won’t make sense to a normal person but a person like me who is being starved of companionship, is drowning in loneliness will definitely understand my pain and also relief after finding this place. “I have never heard someone in more love in this place than me.” said a man with wild untamed hair