Lonely Opposite Novels & Stories

"The loneliness is shaped like her. Does that make sense." A small silence on the line. "Leo said something like that recently," Chloe said quietly. "About missing Daniel." "What did he say." "He said the missing was pulling him toward rather than away." Chloe paused. "I think what you're describing is the same thing. The loneliness shaped like a specific person means the love is specific. It means you know what you have." Emma was quiet for a moment. "The work," Chloe said. "Tell me about the work."

She never ignored his silence but would genuinely ask for his thoughts on any issue, just like she did with every other classmate. Jaycie became the one person who appeared most frequently in his life, the only bright spot in his otherwise lonely world. Zander hated his own cowardice and silence back then. He had only added her as a friend through the school yearbook after graduation, never daring to start a conversation with her. He always felt he wasn't worthy of her. Afterward, while studying abroad and undergoing therapy, he had finally tried to find out about her. The news he received was that she was already dating someone else.

They talked about recent mergers and acquisitions, about new immigration policy trends, and about making partner next year. Every word felt distant from me. For the past five years, my entire world had been carefully confined to this small space. As I chopped the vegetables, a wave of cheering suddenly erupted from the living room. “Mr. Henderson, your turn! Truth or dare?” “Truth.” His voice was as calm and steady as ever. Someone deliberately dragged out the question. “Out of everyone here, who would you say is your best partner?” The knife in my hand paused mid-air. He didn’t hesitate to say, “Of course it’s Tonya. Over the years, we’ve handled the toughest cases and the most difficult cl

“Explain.” The reflection’s voice lowered. “It stopped acting like a force.” A pause. “It became a person.” Nobody breathed. Because suddenly the Hollow King’s calmness made horrifying sense again. It wasn’t just intelligent. It was evolving emotionally. Learning civilization. Learning humanity. Learning persuasion. The abyss below pulsed softly. Then the Hollow King spoke with terrifying gentleness. “Loneliness is easy to understand after eternity.” Lucian physically shivered. “Nope. Absolutely not.” But Ethan couldn’t look away from the abyss anymore.

Instead, people feared me instead, because they couldn’t predict me. In my dream, I found myself in an isolated place, where there were no signs of life. Just a cracked ground I stood on. I looked up… It was twilight. There was neither a sun nor a moon, rather the clouds were orange and red hue. I didn’t understand. I had been having other dreams similar to this lately. Sometimes I’d be in a desert. The theme was isolated places. At first, I thought it was describing the fact that I was a lone wolf, but no, I was sure there was a deeper meaning to it.

As a lone wolf, she had to tread carefully. Most especially after she crossed over to the region of the eastern border. One wrong move could cost her life. Lone wolves were the wolves that refused to submit to the authority of an alpha, and as a result, these wolves were considered harmful to their packs. As such, they were often kicked out of their packs because of the dangers they possessed. A wolf that wouldn't submit to the alpha was a wolf that would turn against its people, so they would most likely go rogue.

Antonio had ignited something in me, and I desperately wanted him to keep going. But the persistent knocks showed no sign of stopping. "Yvonne, I know you're in there! Please, come out. I can't survive without my TV," Larry called out again. His voice was growing louder, drawing the attention of other neighbors. Hearing that, I let out a long sigh. I turned back toward Antonio, only for him to lean in and press his lips to mine, his intentions clear. But the knocking outside went on and on. I knew Larry well enough—he was elderly, lived alone, and had no children. Watching old-fashioned cable TV was his sole source of entertainment. Without it, his days became unbearably dull.

“Look, I appreciate your effort, I really do, but I want to be alone.” “You don’t have to be alone.” “I do. We have had a lot of fun but this thing between us isn’t going to work.” She stiffened, her head tilting just a little as she looked at me. “What?” “I was fooling myself. I’m not the guy you think I am. I’m a loner. The only person who has really ever understood who I was and how I was was Kade. Kade got it. He didn’t push and he didn’t try to smother me with attention and affection. He left me alone. That’s what I want. It’s what I have always wanted. I wasn’t born to be the other half to a whole. I’m a lone rider. I always have been, and I always will be.”

And Grayson placed her down in front of her door. He looked down on her. Just like it has always been since they first met. More than usual, Skykar hated her shortness. As if hearing her thoughts Grayson chuckled lightly. Then said seriously. "Sometimes, you just have to look closer to realize you are not alone. Lonliness is just a self prison made by once ignorance to society and the people around you who actually really care. Okay?" "So even if you see no one. There's still a star next to you. Shining."

"Knowing that you won't be working with me anymore, I kind of miss you. Crazy, right?" "Very crazy." I nodded, my eyes widened at him. "Oh, you see…" He twitched his lips sideways, raised his eyebrows. "I also enjoyed our conversation last night. To be honest, I realized that if I get to be your friend, I'd be less lonely." "You're a loner?" I raised a brow at him. "Kind of." "But, I can tell you've got a lot of friends." He shrugged. "Having a lot of friends doesn't stop a person from being lonely. Being with the right person might be the vaccine to kill one's loneliness."