Lost In Him Novels & Stories

No! The ache in my heart intensifies until I can barely breathe; in this dizzy state of denial and confusion, the rest of her words continue to penetrate my foggy mind. "You may like him because he's lost, but do you know what happens to people who love lost boys? They become lost themselves... I just hope a part of you is still there" * * Hurting is what makes love real, but sometimes there's a hidden voice within you secretly hoping that it will be different, something better.

(Song: Heaven by Calum Scott) His throat tightened as the world around him seemed to blur. But the two of them who were still under the spotlight, remained sharp and vibrant. Every glance, every smile they exchanged only solidified the truth he'd been dreading. I lost her. Laura was no longer his confidante, his safe space. She belonged to Nathaniel now, and the image of their hands intertwined sent a pang of pain through him.

My best friend claimed he couldn't cook, so he bought the apartment across the hall from mine. Whenever I came home from a business trip, my girlfriend would walk him through cooking, step by step. I told her an hour ahead of time that I was hungry. Yet, there was no one waiting for me at the door when I got home. However, my best friend poked his head out when he heard the sound of the door opening, grinning with my apron tied around his waist. "Grayson! I've got a surprise for you! Come on in!" My stomach was growling, so I walked inside. My girlfriend, Gwendolyn Sinclair, hadn't even noticed me. She was looking down, wiping the sweat from his face with the back of her hand. When she

"God, Valentina. How did we get here?" He ran his hands through his hair, pulling hard. The physical pain was nothing compared to what he felt inside. "I loved you so much..." he whispered. "So much that I was afraid of losing you. And in the end... I lost you in the worst way possible." He watched the video one last time. He squeezed his eyes shut. He deleted it from his phone, but the images remained burned into his mind. He went down to the hotel lobby. The driver was already waiting. He got into the car without saying a word.

I try my best to console him. He looks me dead in the eyes, his own eyes looked crazed, “I can’t lose her. I just found her. Do you know how long I have been searching for my mate?” I place my hand on his now slumped shoulder, turning in my seat to make myself reach less strained. I rub my palm up and down his back as his body shook from his sobs. “We don’t know that you have lost her. She could have got caught up doing something that delayed them.”

I asked, but given no response, and so I come to seek, wherein the answers might be place in hiding, the ocean itself. One-step and I’ll be with him. Another step, and the artic would mercilessly dwelled at me. One-step and everything would fade into an utmost darkness the way I lost my Jack. It was too tempting, but I remember what he said before tyrant seized him on his deepest downfall. “Don’t you ever lose yourself.” But…how can I, when you are no longer here? ** And so the scene changes again. ** My head throbs painfully, and there is this tiny bit of pain I could not understand.

His skin is pale and his face lifeless as his chest remains still and the tears come. “Baby…?” I hiccup. “Liam… Liam… Liam… please…” I beg, but it’s useless. I know it is, but I can’t stop because he loves me. Damn it, this mess of a man loves me and he promised me I wouldn’t have to do this alone. “You promised” tumbles out over and over again, my melancholy song trying to call my gone lover back to me. I pound my fist on his chest. “Stop!” a woman yells behind me, but fuck her. This is my mate, this is my pain and my loss. I sob harder. Holy shit… my loss. I lost him.

Now lying on his side gazing up into the man’s face in a shaky disbelieving voice, he whispered… “Jack.” With a satisfied grin, Ed closed his eyes. ***

he had stated, and Loss didn't want to stoop to that level. As they kept moving inward, Loss hid between some columns, trying to regain his breathing. He wasn't use to so much light, and his vision swam. Heaven is a mixture of a discoball, and strobelight, he thought, watching as their allies gathered forth. Again, Loss scanned the area, searching for Josie, and he disappeared then reappeared, feeling like each time he had slowed. He couldn't move as quick and freely within the folds of Heaven. It wasn't his home, and he felt so exposed.

'I hope to see you soon even though you broke your promise' He muttered to himself as he stepped into his 2021 Rolls-Royce Phantom and sped off. *********************** +348 2874 2546 Boss, I tried following them but I lost them. Melina What do you mean you lost them? You know what?, you are fired! Soon the ball was over and Mrs Harrison gave a thank you speech as everyone started leaving. Father went to talk to Mr Harrison and his friends. Soon, they ended the conversation and we left the ball.