Lonely Town Novels & Stories

“I don’t blame you, but… there are plenty of online dating groups for seniors these days. What I’m suggesting is, once Farrell leaves, you shouldn’t just stay cooped up at home all the time. You should get out and socialize more.” My words were quite subtle. Jetson was a smart man. He caught on immediately. Once Farrell left, I did not even have to remind him. Every day, he would head out right after breakfast and would not return until evening. As a result, Jetson and I hardly ever crossed paths, and I gradually let down my guard around him. Something unexpected happened. Jetson actually found a partner at one of those social gatherings. The woman was called Chandler Helm. She was a widow.

Exhale. "See you, freak!" The girls laugh as they make their exit. I am left there brushing off lipstick-stained tissues. "Life is kidding me," I can only sigh. ------- Narration... In a classic coffee shop outside town, Tom waits for his wife patiently. He is reading a fresh newspaper that features the peaceful town of Trenfor which has zero crime rate for the past three decades. The feature story also talks about the families that run the town for generations, the growing business centers, the lively party hubs, and all the good stuff.

It may have been slightly cold, but he deserved to hear it after what he did. Upon hearing that, the confused beast-boy instantly died standing– or at least he might as well have. Feeling the pain of rejection for the first time is naturally the most painful type, especially for this lonely guy right here. What a horrible way to spend your saturday, right? It was around 5:00 p.m. and they both returned to their dorms as it was already kinda late. Evelyn went straight through the through the door of this huge, fascinating building – the Polar Bears House.

This was the only time and the first the first the time she had ever talked about her matters to him. Thus, Isaiah nodded, “Sure” “In the outskirts of West City, there's a small town. You surely wouldn't know it aims all place like that” “I know It. The Scenery there is good. "Is a very wonderful place with great scenery. Als,o there is a nice movie, a few scenes were filmed there, right?" a When Miranda heard that, she got excited, “That's right, that's right! So you knew about that! Because the town hasn't been

My best friend is bad luck. "Don't be negative. "See you tomorrow then." And thanks for this, really. - Don't thank. It's good to have someone to help you. Take a rest. - Bye. I get out of the supermarket and head towards the highway. The night is lonely and cold as always. It looks like a ghost town. I mean, nothing interesting happens in this town. There are no drive-ins or anything else to distract us. Everything is definitely abandoned. Well, if most people knew the kinds of creatures that inhabit here they wouldn't underestimate this town so much: werewolves (handsome werewolves), vampires, and God knows what other creatures.

Maybe I wasn't cut out for love, maybe I was destined to be alone forever. The lonely wolf, nice name right? If that's the title I was given then maybe I should stick with it. Afterall, it's better than getting hurt over and over again. It's really sad when I thought about it though, when I thought about all the things I have been through.

They're a timid bunch these bleeders, afraid of everything including their own shadow. I ended my night in the backroom of some grimy bar way on the outskirts of town with some other like-minded people. There were only fifteen of us here tonight, a slow night for us, but it was a Tuesday so that was understandable. Things have been rather quiet for a while, though things are always quiet in the sleepy little town I'd chosen as my home in the last year. It's not the kind of place I would've ever imagined settling down in, but it serves its purpose.

I will never need qualifications, so in my mind I will never need school. Yesterday we went on a brief tour around the town, although there wasn't much to see. I find it hilarious in the way that nearly everything in this town is called 'Lupine Peak' something. Seriously, even the tiny cinema with only two screens is named after the quaint pintsize town. A few people milled around, glancing curiously at me and nodding respectfully to Tammy, and I could not help but notice how different everything is here. It's as if I stepped back in time, where little clans of people have their own separate land, before cities were ever created. It sure is significantly quiet up here, but sometimes quiet is

She wanted to help Naomi, but her crush on Gerard made her tongue-tied. Naomi’s chest tightened further. She couldn’t let anyone see how rattled she was. And in the back of her mind, one thought loomed: ‘He isn’t far… and he’s always watching.’ ___ {NEXT•DAY} [•REMOTE TOWN, AMERICA•] The town was empty and forgotten. Streets cracked. Buildings leaning. Windows like empty eyes staring into nothing. Here,day felt like night. One wouldn't know if it was morning or night. Inside one old building, a figure moved. A long cloak covered him. His face hidden in the shadows. No one knew what he looked like.

Chapter 1: The Boy No One Noticed Rain poured heavily over the quiet city of Brookhaven, turning the streets into shining mirrors of neon light and passing headlights. Most people had already rushed home to escape the storm. But one young man was still walking alone. Ethan Cole pulled his worn hoodie tighter around his head as he walked along the empty sidewalk. His shoes were soaked, his hands were cold, and the rain dripped down his face. Still, he kept walking. Ethan was twenty-four years old, but life had not been kind to him.