Lost In Him Novels & Stories

“Do you think it was easy watching you tonight? Watching everyone cheer for you and Lilian like you’re some perfect power couple?” His jaw tightened at her name. “I saw you with her,” I continued, the words spilling now. “After I lost you and I lost my cheer captain spot. Everything blew up. I felt…..” I swallowed hard. “I felt completely hopeless.” For the first time, he didn’t interrupt. “When I lost that title,” I said, “it felt like I lost who I was and then I lost you too.” “You didn’t lose me,” he said coldly. “You never had me.”

My dad had been conned by three women in his lifetime. The first broke his heart. The second left him bankrupt. The third got him killed. The day I buried him, I swore I would never make the same mistakes he had. When Eloise Russell asked whether I was interested in becoming her kept man, I pulled out a contract and started negotiating my price. One of her best friends laughed and said, "Traditional gold diggers pretend they don't care about money. They play hard to get so they can squeeze out more later. The new generation just puts a price tag on themselves right away. Now that's smart." I ignored the sarcasm in her voice and focused on calculating how long it would take me to save en

His eyes were focused on an awfully familiar figure at the back of the conference hall, a figure he would always remember no matter what water he was, it was a figure he would do anything to get close to, but also a figure that he had lost because of what he had done. He had screwed up in so many ways and lost the one person who meant the world to him. He should have fought for her, he should have tried to make things work, and yet he had chosen another in her stead. He had ruined her while trying to desperately make things right. "Are you—” Aztec said, as he put the mic on the mic stand, but somehow in his drunken stupor, the mic fell to the ground. But that didn't even bother him.

He also loses some weight. I gasp when our gazes lock and it feels like I’ve been hypnotized. I can’t take my eyes off of him—it’s like I bare my soul to him, and I can see him at the same time. His eyes are wide as saucers, but something doesn’t add up—the happy Phoenix I met almost five months ago is long gone—the Phoenix I see right now is in pain, lost, and broken. His eyes have lost their soul, and are replaced with pure sadness and despair.

“Even if they own it and they have people to run it, surely they have to be involved in some way. Which means their companies should be able to reach them: zoom meetings, emails, conference calls or whatever.” I nod again, still not following, but intrigued by his choice of direction. He looks back at me with a worn-out expression, like he’s lost all hope in me. “You are the dumbest smart person, ever. Don’t you think it’s strange that they don’t have any signal up here or internet. Like in this day and age, it’s pretty difficult to live without it.” I brush off his unfounded suspicious with a wave of my hand. “You’re being paranoid, dude, so what? The loss of signal may be because we’re up

I say, dread settling into my heart at the thought of living without Liam at my side. I feel a sob escape my mouth, feeling like I am so close to losing the love of my life without even realising it. “He’s my life, he’s the only one who understands the deepest parts of me, and I threw it away without even realising what I was doing. I can’t lose that; I can’t lose my soul mate.” Seth pats my shoulder. “We’ll find him, don’t worry. Let me just go grab my cell phone and see if he will answer me.” He says, then gets up and runs upstairs.

This time he used the other name he knew who had a bad temper. “--lost.” He heard her speak and he didn’t hear any other sound after that. He went to the couch and looked at the door, waiting for them to come out. Inside the room, Kyla was sitting on the floor, she saw blood on her feet and it reminded her of awful things she had run away when they were little. “I’m lost.” she quietly said before she was pulled back to blackness.

He looked up from the tablet, his eyes finding the camera in his room, as if he could feel me watching. “Demi?” he whispered, his voice breaking on the word. And in that one, shattered whisper, I heard it all. The love. The hope. The utter, total loss. He didn’t see a queen on a throne. He didn’t see the mother of his child. He saw the woman he loved, possessed by the same nightmare that had taken his first wife. He saw Lina.

He tore the world apart looking for me. When three days of searching turned up nothing, Grayson went straight to Vidar, demanding to know where I was. But Vidar and I hadn't contacted each other ever since I'd been discharged from the hospital that day. He had no idea where I'd gone. He couldn't reach me through the mind-link, and my phone was turned off. Around that time, Grayson learned from Vidar that while my injuries weren't life-threatening, I'd lost the pup because of the incident.

But indeed, she was the one who accompanied him in his good as well as hard times. They love each other and that's the beginning and end of everything. Whether it was Advaita or Yami, his love was pure. After all, it was him finding HIS LOST AMORE❤️. THE END ❤️