Lazy Life Novels & Stories

“Livie I need you to switch them back on.” Her eyes snap to mine. “Wilder, I don’t think I can. For once I feel nothing, nothing, no pain, no sadness. Nothing.” “You also don’t feel happiness and love. The happiness of being with your pack and your family. The love of your family and pack. You are going to miss out on more good than bad this way. You will never laugh again like really laugh that sound that makes the pack come alive. I know you are hurting now but this will pass.”

His eyes darted toward me in panic. Alisa, however, scoffed and typed again. [What are you so scared of? Your wife’s blind. What’s she gonna see?] His breath hitched. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he struggled to keep calm. Then, like a man who’d just given up, he let out a deep sigh. “Babe, can you hand me the box of cigarettes on the nightstand?” That cigarette box he mentioned was clearly labeled: Durex Ultra-Thin—Bare Feel.

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

I seemed to get light and hope from that gaze. "Alah, just say it." You were dumbfounded when you wanted to get to know him. Why lie anyway? "I'm happy because this is the first time I've seen you live as a human being," said Gunawan. He's so campy. "So you're saying I haven't been alive all this time?" I asked. "Life is forced," Gunawan answered with a shrug. "Hmm." Honestly, I do live like that. Apart from that, my life has been set up because I didn't think that I had to live to please my parents.

I don't know if I should tell him about my old life, but when I see the tenderness and warmth in his eyes I can't stop my mouth from spilling it. "I had a difficult life after my mother died. My father and I moved away from the pack house to settle in a new home. My dad fell into a deep depression and treated me like a stranger. He drank all day and kept to himself just as I did, but that all changed one day," I pause hesitantly not knowing if I want to continue. Pierson notices my reluctance. "It's ok Elena. Whatever it is I'm here to listen. If it's too much to talk about it's alright. Just know I'm here for you," Pierson voices.

Aditya was about to cut the cake when Mehak stopped him "First make a wish! Mumma always says that whatever we wish on our birthday, it always comes true. So close your eyes and make a wish." Aditya never believed in all these but he doesn't know why he wasn't able to deny Mehak? Aditya closes his eyes and thinks "I have everything in my life but no peace. When and where will I find my peace?" Saying this he opened his eyes and Infront of him Zoya was standing there in a lemon frock. Aditya looked at her shockingly…

Adira would continue to believe that life was a tragedy, to her, there was nothing good in being alive, nothing pleasing. She believed that even if she was in a better condition than she was at the moment, that even if her parents were together and extremely wealthy, had her family been happy and her life sweet, like the type she saw in movies and read in novels, where they'd all have breakfast together, laugh and chat after meals, making so much memories. Even with all of that or had she been in such a position, she'd still stand by her words, nothing actually made living worth it.

Nicholas tilted his head, “Well… you can still die. You will still be human. But you won’t have the regular lifespan of one and you’ll be a little stronger than a regular human. But in essence your body will just be frozen in time. Youthful forever.” “F−forever…” I said softly. Nicholas nodded. “I… apologise. Normal lycans don’t have a linked lifeline anymore. They evolved with time and now mates can easily survive each other. There are many mateless lycans who have moved on and found love again and even started new families. But for me and my siblings… things are different. We have never evolved since our creation. We are stuck, never changing, never aging, never dying. It’s a tedious, dull

Yang Lifei was the one who asked this question because of what happened in their last life. "Well, my dear, we never considered that so I guess, we never meet or maybe attend one's funeral I guess," it was true, they never considered the possibility that something like that could happen, everyone wants a grandchild right, no one ever thinks of the possibility that their children would not have kids when they get married someone. They are always optimistic they would get grandchildren just like Tang Ning and Hilda Jones had been hopeful about it when they made their made and even made their husbands aware about it.

“Good. The qualitative inspection is complete. We can go.” That night, I stared at the glittering space-box picture on my fridge. Keila was already asleep, a strawberry stain still on her cheek from Luther’s “nutritional replenishment.” My old life—the fear, the scarcity, the constant triage—felt like a distant, bad dream. My new life was a brushed steel case of rocks, a spreadsheet of grief, and a man who showed he cared through climate control and artist-grade pencils.