Jars Of Sadness Novels & Stories

ELISE The day was getting older as I looked through the shattered windows. Its frames couldn't grip the glasses themselves and this made me feel a little bit of nausea about my feelings for Jared. My feelings all crashed when I noticed he wasn't even ready for me. My step sister would never have even thought about even bringing such detriment to me right now as I sit behind shattered windows with the same despair as the inanimate object. I could not look any further at the windows. The memories and words it spoke to me brought so much guilt to me and made me feel so abstract.

Jasper felt a pain unlike any he had ever known. It wasn't a physical agony like having flesh torn away, but a slow, excruciating torture akin to being slowly sliced by a blunt blade. It was a hundred times worse than dying instantly. His mind raced through a chaotic sequence of images, like a black-and-white movie playing backward. He saw people retreating and leaving—Javier, Anne, Newton, Landon, Lauren, Jonah, Axel… He reached out desperately, trying to grasp any of them, but they were slipping away, one by one.

"Hazel, I was wrong, so won't you please come back? I'll give your eyes back to you, so please come back, even if you refuse to see me ever again. We won't get divorced, nor will we ever bring it up again, okay?" He ransacked the bedroom, searching for any memories of her. Finally, he found the medical report of Hazel's miscarriage. It turned out that she had really been pregnant before, but he only realized this now. Jordan's head filled with white noise as the final taut string in his mind snapped. A lump formed in his throat. With trembling lips, the only sound he could let out was a gut-wrenching roar. His sobs were wracked with grief. Josie never thought that Jordan would become like th

The message was clear: This wasn’t over. --- Muffled sobs rose from beneath the thin hospital blanket, broken and raw. Serena moved closer, her voice soft and trembling with concern. “Jared… what’s wrong?” His voice cracked, thick with pain and disbelief. “Serena, my leg... it’s gone. My leg is gone.” The words hung in the air like smoke—heavy and choking. For days, Jared had wandered aimlessly, half-mad from shock and pain, driven only by the desperate urge to find her. Now that he was here, reality hit him in full: he was crippled.

Hello readers We managed to update 18 chapters for Wonderings. We're trying our best to speed up the updates so we appreciate the patience and understanding. After we're done updating Wonderings, we'll be able to work on the next novel which is Shards of Time. We'll be able to update all of the remaining chapters to keep it up to date. Once again we apologize for the slow progress, author-nim is still in the hospital. We're working on author-nim's save files that's why we're still able to upload and edit the repeated chapters.

Grief and sorrow, Judy saw it all from the loveliest eyes she had ever seen in her life. Even though she had realized it, Judy didn't really understand why the sadness seemed so deep in her eyes. "Yes, I see..." "This morning I bumped into Jia, she looked so gloomy, I could even see the remnants of tears in her eyes. Jia told me that she missed someone she had raised for 15 years like her own son. I asked her why she missed someone she met almost every day? Jia told me, that figure does exist, but his soul has gone and may not be whole again,"

The injustice of it all intensified her grief, and she clutched her chest, as if trying to contain the pain within. The bright morning light blurred through the tears in Marisa's eyes, each one carrying the weight of sorrow and regret. The suddenness of Dave's absence was a harsh reality that pierced through her heart, leaving an emptiness that seemed insurmountable. She couldn't comprehend how a night that began with joy had twisted into a nightmare of loss and despair.

"I'm so sorry, Zara." The moment those words leave his mouth is what becomes my undoing. Everything I've been holding in unfolds with a stormy fury. My bones shake from sorrow, my heart clenches from despair, and my mind shuts down from the overload of every negative feeling washing ashore. My tears stream forth with ferocity, blurring my vision indefinitely. He's sorry but our little creation is gone. He's sorry but I've lost a part of myself. He's sorry but I'm messed up beyond repair. He's sorry but... he's all I have left.

Ohhh crap, I just got up and walked to the minibar and grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels, reached for the glass but thought better of it and just carried the bottle with me back to the couch “I’m so sorry, I …….i don’t know what was wrong with me, I ……. I” she started again and just fell quiet. “he was in the hospital, that’s why he never showed up, I’m so sorry I deprived you of your dad all these years, I only regretted it after I had done it, I visited him in the hospital, but I couldn’t look at him so I just left and didn’t look back” I flinched, as far as confessions went, hers was short and brutal. Harsh, but only for the ear that hadn’t already heard.

The pain of his loss was overwhelming, shattering his sense of self as he watched the fruits of years of hard work go up in flames. Jasmine's eyebrows knitted together in sorrow as she watched him go quiet. His face turned into a grey mask, his eyes becoming like grey orbs. A wave of dread and sorrow washed over her, her heart thundering in her chest. She sensed a looming sadness in him, her heart sinking as she faced the impending doom. Her breath caught in her throat, a wave of sorrow gripping her in its icy hold.