Misery Novel Novels & Stories

~ROMAN ~ Disgust. I felt disgust run through me. Staring at North, watching him smile and try to act like what he had just said was not as messed up as it was supposed to be. I knew him, so much. I had seen him stand at the hallway watching mum drink away her life, smoke cigars after cigars.

Ivy's words tormented her even more. "B*TCH!" Not satisfied with her sentence, Ivy cursed again as she left the house. Meanwhile Lilyana leaving the novel and cup of coffee outside, she entered the house and immediately headed for the room. Chris, the man she trusted so much destroyed her trust. No longer with Margaretha, but Lilyana also now really, really hates Chris. Her tears spilled over the white pillows in her bedroom. She covered her body with a thick white blanket that made her feel a little more comfortable now.

I'm not sure if I should be glad that I don't have a hangover that makes my head hurt, but my body hurts after drinking or if it's better that I just have a headache. We walked Tasha to the CAFA building before Morris accompanied me to our building. We even saw Vivian leaning her head against the adjacent wall. She looked like she was spacing out. After Morris led me to my classroom, I rested my chin on my palm while I waited for our professor. I really can't stand this routine, something exciting or thrilling has to happen in my every day. I was having a pork cutlet by myself for lunch when Oscar, one of my recent ex-boyfriend, approached me.

Toby asked with an etched eyebrow, watching Yara pull out a big sized novel from the shelf and Barnes smile proudly. "Thatweird_author." she replied, holding the novel up to his eye level. A bestseller mystery- thriller, crime fiction novel with the name written boldly on it 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 -𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍. "Barnes books?" Toby asked, a smile rested on his face as Yara looked at him in perplexity.

Something in my chest slowly relaxed. Once we found the vial and smashed it, we could return to the real world. We could start over. Just then, a faint glimmer appeared in the fog ahead—the crystal vial. I let go of Kyle's hand and stepped forward, reaching out to grab it. The moment it touched my palm, I felt a warmth. I looked down at it, hesitating. "Quick, destroy it, Nora," Kyle said behind me. "Let's get out of here." I didn't move. The small line of text from the book surfaced in my mind.

Gemma stood a short distance away, rain running down her face. I had never seen her look so broken. She held a dagger in one hand. She said, "Miles, I'm sorry. To you, to Zack, and to Grandma. I had someone send her home. I didn’t do anything to her. I know she’s family. Miles, I don’t expect you to ever forgive me in this life. If there is a next life, I hope I can make it up to you." Then, she drove the dagger into her heart.

I was about to read one, 'Home coming' by Yaa Gyasi. I was a bit depressed, because the year was gradually coming to an end. Christmas was fast approaching. And I dreaded it, as misfortunes happen to me few days to Christmas. I shuddered at the fear of what might happen this time around. Last year my wedding engagement was cancelled few days to Christmas. A year ago I lost my job few days to christmas, two years ago I almost got raped few days to christmas by a thug in the car park, thank God I was saved before he penetrated into me. I marked that day as a day I won't ever forget. Three years ago I was in a coma few days to christmas because my Fiance smashed a bottle of wine on my head. My

Isabella I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock ringing, i turned it off as I sat up still feeling pains all over my body. My body ached as a result of what that monster did to me yesterday. Sometimes, I wish that I wasn't adopted by the Williams family then maybe I wouldn't have met that asshole, Victor Williams. I stood up from my large sized pink bed reluctantly and went to my door locking it shut before I went to the bathroom. I can not take any chances, who knows, Victor might just come in.

asked Michael while rubbing her paralyzed legs. "You're a crippled woman, Gwen, a crippled woman! Can't you see how pathetic you are right now? Don't you want to know what makes you like this? It's due to karma! Gwen, A Karma!" screamed Michael at the end of the sentence. Gwen, who heard this, could only shake her head weakly, and before she could say anything, Michael immediately preceded her. "Don't you find it strange? A beautiful Gwendoline Ferguson, the only daughter of a wealthy businessman, could suddenly get a serious illness after marrying me?

I'll die. All the happy events of my life started to come back to my memory. When my family was whole, the laugh of my brother, the voice of my father—I can feel myself crying despite the excruciating pain. I miss my family, but they're gone. Can I be with them now? But I can't disappear yet; I must still get justice for them and myself. I still want to live. I tried to fight, but my life seemed to be slowly slipping away from me. "Poor creature, unable to protect herself. That's why I don't want to live as a lowly human like you; you can't survive alone. You are all stupid and weak."