Life Is Strange Novel Novels & Stories

She said and I could feel her excitement from here. " Oh " I muttered, she seems really happy thinking I'm doing fine here but I'm not, everything sucks here, tho I had really enjoy living a lonely life from the start but somehow this,, the life I'm living right now seems strange and weird. I'm really confused about my life right now. " Marvy " She called slowly and I jerked out of my thoughts. " Oh, um, Mom can I get the Reverend Father's number? " I asked slowly, hoping she wouldn't ask a question but whom was I kidding?, She did,, " Why?.. "

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”

“I’m sorry Elvin, I didn’t want to disrupt your privacy and trust me I had no such intention except I wanted to see if you have play room like I have read those in the hot vampire books”, I tried to change the topic and lighten the mood. “Well you shouldn’t have done that Charlotte, as much as I adore you, you just can’t let go of the fact that I’m a vampire and I’m deadly dangerous to you but I’m trying here to control my natural wild instincts, to not hurt you, to be there for you but you have to stop defying me, you need to stop interfering into my secrets, I have let you inside my life more than I’m supposed to so please don’t make it any harder than it already is”, Elvin’s word terrifie

The old woman's words hung in the air long after she said them. "The Bride of the Ninth Life has returned." Nobody moved. Not Kai, Not Draven, Not even the servant. The whole courtyard had turned to stone around me, and I stood in the middle of it, shaking, with no idea why a stranger kneeling on cold marble made me feel like the ground had opened under my feet. Ninth life?? What did that even mean? I looked at Kai. His jaw was tight enough to crack. I looked at Draven. For the first time since I'd met him, he wasn't smiling.

Maybe strangers. I buried my face in the pillow. “What’s going to become of me now?” I whispered to no one. I closed my eyes, wishing everything could just stop. The scandal. The whispers. My life. Everything. The phone kept buzzing over and over again, louder this time. I didn’t move. I was too scared to take it. I just wanted to disappear, vanish. I just lay there, trembling, the headlines still screaming in my mind, and for the first time, I couldn’t see a way out.

I needed someone poor and desperate. The solution crystallized in my mind with perfect clarity and I almost laughed because it was so simple yet seems so impossible and so completely insane but it was the only option I had. I'd leave the country, find some small town somewhere, pretend to be someone ordinary and meet a man who needed money badly enough to marry a stranger. After I get what I needed and come back to deal with the rest. I unlocked the bathroom door and walked back down the hallway.

I asked the strange handsome man at my side. “You were kidnapped…you actually don’t remember” He replied as my eyes widened. “Such traumatic experiences will slowly return” The doctor abruptly added. “Slowly?” I asked softly. “Unless triggered” He answered. “Who kidnapped me…and why?” I asked in frustration. I couldn’t understand why I would get kidnapped. I had no money. “Sophia”The strange man called as I turned to him, eyes brimmed with tears. “I’m a nobody” I muttered.

And now the final chapter of their war was closed, and their beautiful, strange life had begun. The End.^^

Silence had already settled on the other side. Seconds turned to minutes, and a man's voice drifted in. Gripping an old, rusty pickaxe, I braced myself for a life-or-death struggle as soon as that door swung open. Moonlight trickled in, and I took my chance, swinging hard at the sliver of an opening. However, there was no cry of surprise. Instead, it was like the pickaxe was caught in a vice. I could not yank it free. I ditched the pickaxe, looking for anything else to use, but in my frenzy, I stumbled and ended up on the floor.

AT THEIR MOM's HOUSE When we arrived in our neighborhood, I felt embarrassed for James. I knew he wasn’t used to this kind of place. The streets were narrow and crowded, with people scattered everywhere. Some were drinking on the roadside, others gossiping on the corners. Everyone stared at us as we stepped out of the car.