Lazy Life Mga Nobela at Kwento

She replied, “ YEAH! YOU ARE.” Vihaan panicked and refused to accept it, “ NO! I CAN NOT. MY LIFE’S MAIN MOTIVE IS UNFINISHED. MY MOTHER! SHE IS WAITING FOR ME. WHEN HAVE I DIED?” “WELL! 10 MINUTES AGO. AND YOUR LIFE'S MOTIVE IS FINISHED. YOU ARRANGED THAT MONEY OF YOUR MOTHER FREEDOM BUT UNLUCKILY SEEING YOUR MOTHER FREEDOM DAY IS NOT WRITTEN IN YOUR LIFE JOURNEY. YOUR LIFE IS SHORT AND YOU ARE DEAD NOW. SO, PLEASE ANSWER THIS LAST QUESTION AND GOT YOUR EXIT FROM THE LIFE CYCLE.”

(Lily POV) Jeoff bring me back to the hotel we are staying at and still he has no comment that he should already make baby with Ivy,and I will be the Godmother. And now, I won't be able to watch Korean because Jeoff's laptop isn't here, and my phone is broken. And Jeoff is there on the side making money again. Jeoff is so boring to be in a relationship, he is not even asking his girlfriend is she's doing fine. Well, he will retire early if he's workhand mode. Delaying gratification, you work hard now and you rest later. Well,while we have energy we have to move. That's the problem of this world,you are young with energy, lots of time but you don't got any money. The adults, they have money,

Jimmy doesn't care about Yuna's cries and they have to focus on destroying Fero. They can't be weak in front of Fero. *** In a swanky nightclub. A woman who was heavily intoxicated continued to dance to the beat. after months of spending time at work. Now the woman feels freedom and can now enjoy her time to have fun. Cassandra. Didn't feel sad at all knowing that Fero's company went bankrupt. It didn't matter to hers. because if Fero falls into poverty, she just dumps Fero, then looks for a man who is richer than Fero.

Then, sobs filled the room. He broke down. "I'm sorry. What do I have to do for you not to leave me? Just thinking that you could fade at any moment hurts me. I can't even breathe. I've really felt what it's like to live a day as if it's a year. We used to be so happy. How did it end up like this?" He pressed his hand to his chest, his pain clear on his face. I whispered weakly, "I've heard this too many times. I don't want to hear it again. You will have a new life. Stop pretending here."

“No. Just pieces. A woman. A pyre. Her name is always out of reach.” They stood there, frozen in something neither fully understood. Leo’s voice dropped. “Do you believe in past lives?” Cris looked up at the moon. “Not until tonight.” “Why tonight?” “Because I think I just met someone I’ve lost before.” Leo’s breath caught. He stepped closer. “I don’t even know your full name,” he whispered. “Cris Orven. And you?” “Leo Drazan.” Their hands brushed. Neither pulled away. The moonlight wrapped around them like an old song remembered.

"Then… we can consummate the marriage first. I'm a fertile woman, and you're extremely virile. I'm sure we'll get pregnant easily." After she said that, she lowered her head shyly, completely unaware of the dark look on my face, and continued talking to herself. "Michelle is so weak, she clearly won't live long. After she dies, you can marry me. I won't mind that you'd have a late wife. I'll give you lots of children, and we can live a happy life together."

"You're married to the oldest one here at the table. Did he tell you how old he is?" "No, but please do tell." I smirk and glance at a grunting Kian, who sits beside his brother. "Brother dearest here is a whopping five-hundred and fifty-four years old. He's like half a millennium old, so you're basically shagging a grandpa." "Fuck, that's old and how do you? Okay, never mind." I say, already regretting my words and trying to redirect the conversation off the topic of shagging a grandpa.

"I am loving life right now. No responsibilities. No commitments. I'm living on a rented boat. Fish all day, drink all night, plenty of beautiful women. I'm quite ok, thanks." "You sound bored, you ask me." "Notice I didn't ask you." "You don't even know the concept. It's not news, no blood and guts and shit. I'm working for TLC—the This is Living Channel. It's a travel show…" "Ooohhh, not no, then. It's oh, HELL NO!"

“Do you? Do you know what you're doing right now? I think you don't know so let me tell you, girl. You've been staying up night and day for almost a week! Do you want to die early? The world has faced a lot of troubles—floods, earthquakes, storms, and even a freaking zombie apocalypse! But then what? You'll die staying up late?” Facing Eden's rockets of accusations, Farrah can't find herself to argue. Eden's words were nothing but facts, there's no denial in that. It's been almost a week since she had a full night of rest. She could survive these days probably because of her excessive caffeine intake. Eden was right, she'll eventually die if she continues living this kind of lifestyle.

“We’ve just… lived.” “So death doesn’t bother us,” Noah says. “Some people, people like my father, like Bryce, they can be alive for thousands of years, but never live.” “And others live several lifetimes in just forty or thirty years,” Haldor goes on. “Men like your father.” “We all get the same thing in the end, Lyric,” Noah says. “We get a life. What we do with it is up to us. Bryce wasted his many, many years chasing empty power… men like that do fear death.”