Miss Beloved Novels & Stories

There was a small bowl of lemon slices, and a platter with fresh fruit cut up in smaller pieces and fresh berries. “Thank you. This looks amazing,” Adina smiled. “It’s my pleasure, my lady,” the maid said, bowing to Adina. “May I know your name?” Adina asked. “Missy,” the maid answered. “Well, thank you, Missy, this is much appreciated,” Adina told her. Sean let the maid out again and locked the door. As he returned to the room, Adina poured two cups of tea. “I’m sorry about this mess,” Sean said, walking up to where she sat and kissing the top of her head. Adina leaned against him, and he could feel her relax.

After they started to bound in the pack bonding with everyone. "All the- them.. are- ready... Elysian-... they are all dead... They- ar- are no longer alive... They won- won't hurt you again... So please open up.. even a- a little... For me..- please... Everyone missed you- Elysian... And I missed you so damn much too... I missed the-the old you... Where's my- my bubbly Elysian go... Where's my beautiful Elysian go... I- I just wanted her back... I missed her so much that it- it hurts...I should not have brought you back here, you were better away from us."

I turned her around to face me and all I could see was doubt on her eyes. Why isn’t she believing my words? “I miss you.It’s been really hard for me since you left.You’re on my mind every second of the day.I hate it that you’re not home with me.I’ve been sleeping in your bed because it smells like you,because I wanted to feel you in any way possible.I miss you.I miss us.I miss everything we shared.Being without you for weeks now makes me feel like a living corpse.It’s like my soul is away from me.Please give me a chance,Maliyah,please.”

Far from the noise, it felt like stepping through time—every mile quiet, unpredictable. Mountains, lakes, oceans, old ruins, crowded cities—they all stuck with me. And somewhere along the way, I met Mira Mendoza. Gentle. Strong. Like morning light. Her smile hit like a warm spring breeze, clearing out the last of the gloom in me. She was sharp. Effortless. I was all in before I knew it. I knew—she was the one I wanted for the rest of my life. *** I flew back. I missed home—and I already missed Mira.

I like that. I laughed a little. I watched her roll her eyes. It's the sight that I always loved. It's not like I loved annoying her, well sort of. I loved bothering her. I loved the thought that it was me she's thinking of every time she had those looks. I quickly removed my eyes from Zee when Charish walked to our seats. She handed the modules to my love - my best friend with a semicolon at the end. I chuckled with that thought. "Aae is absent, please give this to him," Charish said. "Why is he absent?"

I flipped back into reality, and it made me wish I was not in that place. "You didn't miss Ma'am Felicity too much, did you, Miss Elyana?" the servants teased me. I immediately loosened the hug and stepped away from that gay who didn't even try to defend me. "Well, I do. I missed my best friend. It's normal for us to hug. There's no malice to that," I told them to escape the awkwardness even a little. I was quite pissed that Felicity didn't even say anything. My hand went behind me and I gave him a pinch.

"I've learned my lesson! I'll never trust that software again! Please forgive me. Come back and live with me, alright? I won't favor anyone anymore. You're my only son. Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you. Okay?" Her eyes overflowed with tears. However, when she reached me, she grasped nothing but empty air. I sighed softly. Ignoring her desperate cries, I turned and walked away. A faint breeze drifted across the bedside. My notebook fell to the floor. It was the only thing she had kept of mine. Inside, she had written countless confessions. [I will never show favoritism again. My good son… Will you still be my child in the next life? I promise I'll be a good mother.]

It felt like all the suffering I endured was just so I could meet someone as angelic as her. Tiana Thumel was my best friend at school. She didn't know about my family situation, but every time she saw the bruises on my face, she always came over to give me a hug. "Pain, pain, go away. Cheer up, Marianne," she'd say. Those simple phrases and warm embrace were the source of all my strength. Because I was efficient and a good student, my homeroom teacher, Mr. Ronald Bloom, thought highly of me. I always kept Mrs. Davis' parting words in mind—study hard. I firmly believed that if I worked hard enough, I could one day escape that hellish place and the devil that was my mother.

My heart is pounding. Maeda said in a worried tone. Najaf looked at his watch. It was seven o'clock at night and she should have reached home at four o'clock. "Ok i will come" He said softly and hung up the phone, spread his arms and walked towards Emily who was standing some distance away. "Emily My Baby Please Understand My Situation"

I wonder why? "Hiro and I have been friends for a long time before he met you. Of all the friends, Hiro is Hivo's best friend, followed by Masson. You haven't met him yet, I already know who you are because you were the only person he kept on talking to Hivo." She was thrilled, while sadness replaced what I feel now. Hiro is gone. He is already with another woman. He never came back to us. But sometimes I think, did he really betray us? Or not?