Johnny 3 Tears Hollywood Undead Novels & Stories

"Why are you still arguing when there's hard evidence? You receive 3,000 dollars per month from me as financial aid, so you'll have enough for your expenses on campus. "But you repaid me by tampering with my water. You wanted to destroy me and my team's hard work." Other college mates stood up for me too. "Emily, you're so cruel! Julie has always been good to you. How could you hurt her? That was ungrateful." "Without Julie's help, you couldn't even afford school. How could you tamper with her drink? That was too much." "You're a disgrace to our college. What a thankless person!"

He was hit with a diagnosis of advanced acute liver cirrhosis, and after three days in the ICU, he took his last breath. Jane came as soon as she heard, trying to offer some solace. "You look wrecked, Silvia. Maybe Wendy could stay with me for a bit? Give you a chance to breathe." I managed a wry smile and a shake of my head. In my previous life, Jane's good intentions led to my daughter's disappearance after school. In this life, I could not put her through that again. "Jane, I appreciate it, but I'll hang in there." After Jane left, I stood by Chester's body in the morgue, emotionless and empty.

It was cheap and poorly made, mostly white with very little black, so it always looked creepy. The night I killed him, that prosthetic eye popped out and rolled across the floor. I was so disgusted that I kicked it under the bed. Now, it was on the face of the man next door, staring at me through the wall. I gasped, clutching a fruit knife from the table with white-knuckled hands. There were no ghosts in this world. It was all just a human playing tricks. That man was definitely not Zach. Zach’s body was in the wall behind me. If he were not unkillable, he would be nothing but a skeleton by now.

Kate put on a fake smile, trying to make it seem as if we weren't just dragging her name through the mud. Knowing that I have been working alongside a vampire for a few years without knowing they exist is baffling. How did Ada not show any signs? What are the signs? “I am dandy, the guys are looking as cute as ever. Since Logan has found a new flavour he is interested in, maybe Kingston wouldn't mind having a ten on his arms. Maybe even his brother.” Ada shrugged while gathering a fancy cup of blood.

They had been waiting for him to awake when a nurse come to examine him only for her to declare to their utter disbelief that she was sorry they had lost their loved one. Her eyes misted over and she felt a tear slide down her. Then another followed from the other eye and another and another. They were tears of wrenching agony. A sob escaped from her throat, drawing her mother’s attention. The mother had seen the wounded look on Becky’s face and had tried without much success to console her. “Stop crying,” she had said. “I know how this is hurting but you can’t keep crying like this.”

At that moment, I was the happiest I had ever been. Andy's custody was essentially handed to me as the Gallaghers were in the wrong. I spent my days peacefully with him, other than the occasional harassment from a brooding Miles. … Another winter came, with snow blanketing everything. Miles was stubbornly calling me. "Can we get back together, Yvvy?" I ended the call immediately, yet it rang again in five minutes. Resigned, I reached out to turn off my phone, only to find that it was a call from Chris Laudner.

“He's adorable.” "He gets drunk so easily." Another man reached over and ruffled my hair as if I was a pet kept for their amusement. "We're not trying to kill you, kid." "I'll throw up," I whispered, at this point, I was barely able to keep my eyes open. "Please..." "Oh, let him breathe," the oldest man finally said, swirling the whiskey in his own glass. "If we keep forcing him, he won't be any fun next time." The others chuckled.

"DAMN IT!" Hayden approached the lifeless body sprawled on the cold ground, while Miracle stood silently nearby, consumed by an overwhelming sense of defeat unlike anything she had felt before. A wave of guilt washed over her as her gaze fell upon the horrific wound carved into his chest—flesh torn open, ribcage dislocated—tightening her heart with a suffocating weight. Crouching, she outstretched her trembling hand to the boy. "What are we going to do about this, Hayden?" She struggled to choke back tears. "I-Is he going to be all right?"

" I heard Zeb say as I stood up from the chair. I couldn't even move my feet because I was in pain. I feel so bad, and all I want is to burst into tears. I left the office with a smile for Sandy. I used the elevator so I could get down to the parking lot and just leave. I get in my car and vomit in tears. Am I jealous of what I saw, or do I have regrets about my decisions in life? Zeb owned the largest company in the world. He is the CEO of Dream High Company, and he owned lots of businesses in the whole wide world! It's been an hour since I lasted in the sooty car wondering if it's for real or am I just dreaming? But every time I opened my eyes, the same place was seen...

Silent tears rolled down my face. Why? Why couldn't I just have a normal family and a happy life? I never wanted to hurt anyone. I never even got involved with the things they did. But maybe I wasn't innocent either. The money that was used to raise me was dirty, stained with blood and tears. No matter how much I tried to deny it, I couldn't escape payback forever. I just never thought the price would be my own family trying to kill me. When Neil saw me crying, his whole face darkened with fury.