Lagu Legend Never Die Novels & Stories

He's scared of heights afterall. "Let's go Chad. Some idiot needs to learn his lesson." I said to my assistant and went out first to go to Uncle Luigi. It really creeps me out calling him uncle. "Go jump!" I shouted at Luigi and they all looked at me. "Mr. Tan." the guards greeted and immediately gave way for me to approach Luigi. "F-Finally you're here T-Travis!" its fragmentary utterance. "Did I think you were going to jump? I even came here to watch you jump." I said seriously while looking straight at him. I'm also willing to pay for his death if he'll really jump.

I always thought I’d die satisfied with my reign, with what I am leaving behind, but at this very moment I realise just how less I have actually lived. Regret that I will never be able to express the way I feel for the pretty little blond princess who turned out to be mine, regret that I’ll never hear her whisper those three words to me… I’ll die with her heart-wrenching screams in my ear… I wish someone told the living that when we are dying don’t scream, don’t tell us to come back, but tell us how you feel and that we’ll meet again. I wish… I had more time, but the poison is spreading through me rapidly. I’ll be dead before they can help me…

Tessa smiled and chimed in, "That's right. Aunt Gloria, Adrian, you should use the recovered money to improve your living situation and take care of your health issues. You both still have long lives ahead of you." I looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly, and the world was vibrant with life. … Half a month later, Mom and I arrived before Dad's grave with the "emergency funds" we'd finally received 15 years too late. We cleaned up around the grave, then placed fresh flowers and offerings before it. With tears streaming down her face, Mom murmured toward Dad's memorial portrait, "Are you watching, dear? Adrian and I have avenged you! The bastards who caused your death have receiv

My phone vibrated. A message from a number I hadn’t expected to see again. Mike. I froze. I almost deleted the notification immediately. But before I could, Tiar saw the screen. “Mike?” I looked at him. “Yes.” “What did he say?” “I haven’t opened it yet.” “Open it.” I said nothing. “Open it, Laya.” My hands felt cold as I opened the message. There was only one sentence. “We need to talk. There’s something you should know.”

My parents are music professors, and their university is always hosting these music salons and exchange events. But they never took me. After I graduated from college, I was desperate to see what it was like, so I begged my mother for a visitor's pass. She was busy helping my sister Ella fill out an application for one of those concerts, and she cut me off cold: "Everyone attending is a top-tier musician. You can't even read sheet music—walking in there, you'd just stick out like a sore thumb." A few days later, I stood in the freezing wind, listening to the applause rolling out from the auditorium. My sister stood at center stage, performing alongside a bunch of renowned musicians. That nig

She began to believe it the day they went back home; her dad had lost all hope. "We can't keep running, Amina! He will find us everywhere we go!" He had said to her mother while leaning on the counter of their kitchen table. The girl had stood leaning against the door, eavesdropping. The youngest had her eye peeking through the keyhole. Her sisters; Nandi who was twenty nine working as programmer for a local company studies and she was due to marry her fiance, her college sweetheart and Harley youngest, was twenty one and completing her university "Well, so you want us to just give up and die? "

It was crazy to think that it has been two weeks now since Tiffania was arrested, and Lilo was killed. We weren’t even given the chance to see Lilo for the last time, but Lilo’s family was kind enough to send us a copy of Lilo’s drawing of us.

Ellie calling flashes and I go numb as I hit answer. "hello lover",is said and I feel my world stop. What the fuck she is dead we all watched it and her body was burned. I watch Liam stiffen and Anna's eyes fill with tears. Liam hugs her as she breaks down and I listen to this bitch spout bullshit. This can't be good.

"Was that really the famous Lord who is better known by reputation than in person just now?" "Yeah, he was indeed a legend in our ghost world. When he was alive, he was a tragic character struggling in the mud, but he managed to become extraordinary with his unwavering willpower. Even after death, he was the most humble and low-ranking ghost in the ghost world, but he still persevered and practiced hard, climbing up from the bottom of the pyramid to its pinnacle. Many ghost lords and ghost kings once challenged him, but in the end, they were all conquered by his fists."

He looked at me and said, "Naomi, I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I–" I cut him off. "Timothy. I don't hate you, but I won't forgive you either. "Leave. I never want to see you again." His hand slowly slid off the doorframe. Ian closed the door. Just before it shut completely, I heard Timothy saying, "I'll never forgive myself for this." A few days later, my phone rang. It was Timothy. His voice sounded exhausted. It was as if he hadn't slept in days. "Naomi, Grandpa is dying.