Lagu Legend Never Die 소설 & 이야기

I fought the nausea rising in my heart and opened a live stream on my phone. "Benjamin Zoller," I began, my voice trembling. "You know the death of a loved one still haunts me. When I found out you had cancer, the thought of joining you in death resurfaced in my mind. "I wanted to stay by your side until the very end, but... Seeing how deeply in love you are with her, it feels like my heart is being torn apart. I can hardly breathe." Hearing that, Benjamin took two steps closer in panic.

"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.

She stopped. "Tell me," he said. "It's registered under your father's name," she said. "Harlan Rhys has been logging into your company's systems. Every month. For twelve years." She could hear her own heartbeat. "He's been dead for four of them."

"Help me, I promise this will be the last time. I’ll never appear in front of you and Anne again. "Can you make her stop looking for me? "My father owes them more than just a small amount this time. They said that if the debt isn't cleared in one go, they’ll take my life." Felicia was genuinely afraid that she would wake up every day to see people blocking her downstairs. She lifted her face. "Connor, help me just one more time, the last time. "Otherwise, I’ll really die." Connor closed his eyes. He slowly lowered the phone in his hand.

Her boss, Jackson, stopped me—and beat me to a pulp. He was a foreigner with a massive business empire, a man as powerful as I was. Still furious, I got into my car and rammed straight into him. But in the end, I failed. I cracked my skull and died on the spot. The only one who cried for me was Polina. Yelena didn't even glance at my corpse. In the end, she got together with Jackson. And I was buried in the earth, swallowed by darkness for all eternity.

Like, who the hell falls down in slow motion and dares to go against the laws of gravity and acceleration? But not until that incident, not until Basil turned into a prince charming, a knight in shining armor, and saved me from the impending catastrophe. It was so unreal, so tacky, so cringe. We stared into each other's eyes, lost in infinity, in a timeless timeline. The wind didn't even help matters. A soft breeze began to blow, making his short hair to float beautifully, and even as he blinked, his eyelashes fluttered together with the breeze. And then, just then, I heard a song. It was a Celine Dion's song. A New Day. I had not heard the song in ages, not since highschool, but suddenly I

She cried for nearly an hour before exhaustion took over, and she fell asleep in his arms. Justine sat on the porch, staring up at the crescent moon. Her expression was unreadable. Robert sat down beside her without a word. "She's stronger than most kids I've met." She had to be. Her parents had died young. She had already seen more than enough of life and loss. Justine knew that. But deep down, she would rather Megan never have to learn that kind of strength. She exhaled a long, slow breath. A quiet kind of sadness weighed down her chest.

The dark days when two frightened souls clung to each other for warmth. The escape, and how he lay on the brink of death from severe injuries and infection, desperately needing a kidney transplant. When he woke up, his parents had only told him that an anonymous donor had saved his life. His memories of the kidnapping had blurred over time, until he even forgot the girl's face. Again and again, he spoke of our past. Again and again, he begged for forgiveness. I listened quietly. Then I spoke, calmly and evenly. "Sir, I don't know you. I think you've mistaken me for someone else."

“Let’s sit around, Waiting for the sun to rise Let’s sit around, Waiting for the moon to fall By the water As it glistens You could listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears But remember that I love you, I will forever No matter what happens, To me or you We’ll be together Through the years So as you cry Please listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears”