Jevil I Can't Do Anything Novels & Stories

His vulnerability takes me by surprise, and I find myself lost in thought, trying to process it all. Vivaldi goes on, his voice filled with sadness, "I keep falling, getting back up, and falling again. I'm losing hope, but nobody notices. It's a silent cry for help, Casper. If only you knew what my mind keeps telling me to do. I want to get better, but I can't do it alone."

she sneered, her words dripping with venom. “What, no wheelchair today? Or are you just blind and clumsy now?" Viola’s cheeks flushed crimson, her temper flaring. "I'm not blind or clumsy! I'm perfectly fine!" “Still in denial?" Eve taunted, her eyes glinting with malice. "Last time, I saw you in that wheelchair, fumbling like a fool. Just admit it, you're a blind cripple!" “I'm not!" Viola shot back, her voice trembling with hurt. "Say that again, and I'll call my brother!"

" Did I know the girl? " Evangel shook her head. " Doubt it. " " So If you couldn't pull it off before what makes you think you can do it now? " " Because you are my best friend, and I already love you so all we need to do is mogul through the physical part. "

E L L E The party was in full swing, and everyone was having a great time. They were getting their products, and enjoying the rest of the evening. While, I was in a corner, seething with anger. "What do we do now?" Gio asked. "There is nothing we can do." "Elle, this is serious. You cannot sit here, and not do anything. That woman is evil, and she's planning something. You have to do something." "What? What exactly am I supposed to do, Gio? This is beyond me. It's bigger than I imagined."

Revenge against Isabella, the woman who once cheated on him. At first, I didn’t want to believe it. I convinced myself that people talked nonsense when they were drunk. But deep down, I knew. I just chose not to see it. I told myself that if I stayed, if I loved him enough, he would eventually look at me and see me, not the shadow of someone else. But tonight, I realized — he never would. I zipped the suitcase closed and stood there for a long moment, staring at the mirror. My reflection looked back at me — pale, tired, broken… yet somehow calm.

And of course, it pains him who always feels worthless every time his simple efforts are worthless in the sight of the woman he still loves. "To be honest, I have a lot to say, but I won't do it, Reya!" said Kelvin explaining sure, then glancing at the woman. "I'm quite self-conscious if it's not me you want because no matter how small my efforts are always worthless in your eyes. Everything feels so very futile, even I rarely hear words of thanks in your voice." he blurted out in a disappointed tone his gaze unable to lie as she recounted it.

Surprised, I looked at him, only to notice he was averting his gaze and not daring to meet my gaze. "Have I… done anything wrong?" There was a hint of fragility in his voice, one I'd never heard coming from him. Wrong? He had never done anything wrong. Even if there were, it would only be that he never had a place for me in his life. "No, it's not that," I said softly. "You're perfect." "Then why do you want to break our mate bond?" He put his mug down. His ashen eyes were filled with suppressed emotions, like the sky before a storm.

The words hit him like a slap. A bitter smile twisted his face. "What kind of twisted joke is this? That can't be Sienna! How much did she pay you to pull this? Tell her to come out here—I want a divorce! You really think I'll fall for this?" His voice rose as he scanned the room, his eyes wild with disbelief.. Then, a wild laugh burst from him. "You're telling me that body lying there is Sienna's? She wouldn't dare die without my permission!"

"Better than you know yourself." "That's not an answer." "It's the only one I can give you tonight." Frustration rose in her chest, hot and sudden. "People say you've killed thousands. They say you're cursed. They say you cannot die, and I saw the number above your head today, and it said zero, and you're still standing here as if that means nothing at all." Her voice cracked slightly on the last word. "What are you?"

- Beta Fred’s POV - Damn it! The moment I got out of King Jester’s office, I couldn’t help but curse at myself. I don’t know what to do anymore. I feel so fucking useless! I can’t do anything for Adriah. I clenched my fists as I walked down the hallway, and when I was near the veranda, I lost control. I punched the nearest wall. “Fuck!”