Losers Part 2 Novels & Stories

Finally, across the construction warning line, he spoke, "Ophelia… I made a huge mistake." I froze mid-step. A few seconds passed, and I kept walking. His voice followed me, still behind me. "I regret it. I was wrong. I thought I could just marry her… but I ended up losing you forever." His back, usually so straight, seemed weighed down by the moonlight, his shadow stretching long and thin. The entire man looked crushed by the light. I took a deep breath and looked at him, no longer seeing a hint of the person I once loved.

He howled, flailing, but I held firm, twisting the blade until he dropped like a stone. Lira coughed, blood on her lips. “I had it under control,” she rasped. I helped her up, breathless. “Sure you did.” She gave me a crooked grin, wiped the blood from her mouth, and grabbed her axe. “Let’s finish this.” The battlefield raged around us. Fires had broken out near the southern trench. Bodies—Council and Moonbound alike—littered the earth. But we were winning. Slowly, but surely.

*Castle of Shadows* Sarene DeMarco I leaned my hip against the grand marble windowsill overlooking the night veranda deep in thought. I had dawned my sleep wear for the day ahead. It was near midnight but she wasn’t ready for sleep. Our people were able to experience the sun from over the horizon and that was it before it peaked fully in the sky but in doing so had its’ effects. It slowed our ability to function. Our thoughts always a mess and vision blurs. In my opinion it sucked. The sun begins to rise around six o’clock in the morning which in itself five o’clock horizon. I was leader our people and as such I felt the urge to disband the position of my second in command, Gabriel Hues. At

It'd always represented my last wall of defense. "Aster, no…" Aubrey tugged at my hand, likely understanding what I was about to do. She was scared things would get out of hand, scared that her perfect family would break apart. I patted her hand and said firmly, "Some losses are necessary to keep our lives in good order, Aubrey." I slowly looked up to meet the gazes of Tristan, Anastasia, and Ophelia. With a sneer, I called out to Tristan. "Are you really sure you don't know who we are, Tristan? Are you sure you want to risk the rest of your life for these two women?"

Our pack advanced, their battle cries blending with the sounds of victory. One by one, Liam’s pack members fell, their resistance shattered beneath the weight of our onslaught. Our warriors fought with an unwavering resolve, their movements fluid and precise. Their unity and trust in each other became an unbreakable shield. Amidst the chaos, I caught glimpses of Liam, his face etched with disbelief and rage. Our paths crossed briefly, and for a moment, time stood still. Our eyes locked, a silent exchange of defiance and determination. I could see the fear and fury burning within him, but it was too late for him to turn the tide.

She asked indifferently, she was not interested in it, but to make her friends happy, she had to join the conversation. "Mare looking you will know," Kelly told her and Cindy look around, she could see light bruises on few students face. "The troublemakers were the loser." Cindy looks at her friends, puzzled. "And who are the troublemakers?" She asked. "You got eyes girl." Kelly looks in the opposite direction. "It is Elle and her group, Salsa was the winner," Janet told her. Suzy, can’t you see how bruised their faces are?” Belle said with a chuckle as she and Bella looked at the girls that were still talking about the fight of yesterday.

"I promise you that." As the van came to a stop, Lily and Ethan were dragged out and forced into a dimly lit warehouse. Mark stood in the shadows, a sinister smile on his face. "Welcome to the end of your fairy tale, Lily," he sneered. "I hope you're ready to pay the price for your betrayal." As Mark's twisted plan unfolded, Lily and Ethan were forced to rely on their love and trust in each other to survive. They knew that their only hope was to stay strong and fight back against the darkness that threatened to consume them.

“Over the past decade, I have lost people that I love. My father, my brother and now my mom, they were all people that I loved with all my heart.” She looked at me, her lower lip quivering. “And now, there's you. I-i can't… I can't lose you too, Liam. I don't think I would ever recover if I do,” she said. A choked sob escaped from her throat and she broke down crying, her shoulders shaking. “I don't want to lose you, Liam. I can't lose you too,” she sobbed. Without a second thought, I marched forward and enveloped her in my arms. “It's fine, you won't lose me, Angel eyes,” I assured her as I patted her back lightly.

"Damian! Since when do you invite strangers to eat with us? Did you ask me first?" I gave a dismissive shrug. "No thanks. I have things to do." Honestly, I did not know why she still acted so smug. Clara had already filled me in on their situation earlier. Apparently, after I left, both Damian and Waverly had been fired from their jobs for 'improper conduct' and the negative attention their scandal attracted. Since then, Damian had been selling boxed lunches on the street to support their family. Waverly was, as always, a handful. Clara said she fought with Damian every other day and threw full-blown tantrums whenever things did not go her way.

“He kidnapped her, got her pregnant, and then they were in an accident together. He survived, she didn’t, and all that happened was that he got sued?” “Yeah, he should have been arrested. What the hell?” Cassian said, his disbelief evident. “Look at this,” I said, flipping to the next page. “It also says that for the settlement, the Covingtons had to give 50% of their company to the Castellanos. That actually makes sense, considering the Covingtons had to start from scratch with their company after World War II.”