Life Novels & Stories

When she left for swimming Arjun got some courage to initiate a conversation with Lily. "Is she always like this? Carefree and straightforward? And obviously a living volcano." Lily laughed at his question and replied. "She might be a volcano, but she is the best girl I have ever seen. She grew up alone without a family, only with her mother. She studied hard to get her scholarship. She worked hard and for the past four years she managed everything alone. That's why she doesn't like the new concerns. She became hard due to the situation that she had faced for a long time. Maybe she thinks all of them are fake."

He admired the way the sunlight hit her eyes, making the golden in her hazel eyes look even more mesmerizing. Liv was Leo and Annie's four year old daughter who was best friends with Jack's five year old, Jules. "Come on," Leo hopped out of bed and walked over to the side Annie was on. He held out his hand for her to take. She moved the blanket off herself, placing the mug down on the side table. "You know," she mumbled softly. "I can manage to get out of bed." Leo quirked an eyebrow, a grin playing on his lips. "Am I being smothering again?"

POV Ruby Trigger Warning talk and illustration of abuse I can't believe that this is happening! How did he know that we were here?! A million thoughts raced through my brain as everyone turned to look at me. I looked at Mac and Scarlett and they nodded. Cassy leaned in and rubbed my back. I looked down and sighed with relief to see a new text from Cerise in response to the one I had just sent her.

I ask, fear rising. “If the prophecy of the black moon comes true, they say Laila will awaken for revenge… but it’s impossible… she’s…” “How…? You knew and didn’t tell me?” “The dead do not return…” “And werewolves don’t exist,” I interrupt, coldly, worried, piling even more problems into my brain than I can carry. Again, my phone buzzes—this time it’s mine. “Is it them again?” Sam asks, concerned. “Tell me, Dad… what?…” I shake my head. “Wasn’t it next week?… fine,” I whisper, hanging up.

"Oh crap! That hurts." The words escaped my lips, a sharp, involuntary gasp. I forced my eyes open, the effort agonizing, and the full, luminous moon looked back down at me from the velvety black sky, a silent, knowing witness. I was still on the grass, the cold dampness seeping into my clothes, but the scorched ground surrounding me, a black circle of destruction, screamed a stark reminder of what I had done. I had just killed two people. Granted, they were going to do goddess knows what with me, rip me to shreds, but still, the finality of it weighed heavily. I had killed them. I tried my best to get into a seated position, every movement a jarring reminder of my battered state, minding my

God knows from how many days. I kept crying with my baby in my arms. Is this my life. . . . Please like and comment. Thank you.

Tim and Sir Flinn are arguing about how to pronounce the word they saw in the dictionary, but later, they will found out both of them are wrong. “ Maybe. They could have all the money, all the fancy treasures, but they are still not happy. They want to find something that will worth their time and their remaining days. They just want to-"I paused and glanced at Miss Mia. “Feel alive.” I continued. I saw her half smile. “ This world is too noisy and busy. Too noisy that I couldn't hear my own thoughts and even my own footprints seems unfamiliar to me.” She gave me a tired look.

¬Luella I scream. Rushing toward the edge of the cliff, slipping over the dew on the grass, I desperately search below into the darkness to see where Time’s body has fallen. Surely he can’t die from this...right? He’s immortal, so it would take a lot more to kill him than simply falling off a cliff into the bush below, but the thought of him being injured, even if Time isn’t my favourite immortal, makes me feel ill.

I jolt awake in the cold damp cave im sleeping in, i dreamed of Lukes last minutes alive, i saw the silver blade wizz through the air and embed itself into the love of my life, i saw him drop to the floor, as i watched him die my heart stopped my heart shattering, tears streaming down my face, i feel so empty, i have let blaze take over for the last few days, not that it really made much difference all we did was mope from one place to the next, at night i would sleep in human form to give Blaze a break, i would just curl into a ball and lie there more often than not staring at the cave wall and if i did eventually fall asleep i was haunted by night mares of L

Bonnie faintly smiled, "I have no purpose in life, Suzan. You don't know how much I'd love to live the life your living, you know? Having a husband who loves me, who comforts me. My only reason for living right now is Lorenzo and if he doesn't come back, i don't know what I'm gonna do. I'll be all alone with triplets." Suzan shook her. "That's no way to talk, Bonnie. My life is nowhere near perfect. God gives us the life He knows we can handle. What you have to do is stand up and make something of that life. It doesn't matter if your