Never Let Me Go Novels & Stories

The verdict for Martin had been decided—he was sentenced to 13 years of imprisonment for soliciting for murder. During this time, he tried every possible way to contact me. He even sent me a letter written in blood, begging for my forgiveness. But I ignored him—I simply tore it up and threw it in the trash. In the end, he gave up and left me one last message: "Take care, Audrey. I love you." Everything was over. I booked a flight ticket to go abroad to clear my mind at Lunaris, Sylvoria. I rented a small cabin at the foot of Silverpeak. During the summer after my college graduation, I came here with Henry for a vacation.

How long does it take to give up on a man you've loved for ten years? It takes me 3 seconds. The first second, I signed my name on the contract to become the chief designer of a renowned studio in Paris. The second second, I lock away ten years of my youth in my heart. The third second, I completely prepare to leave Levi's world. My fiancé Levi is the heir of the Smith Group, the absolute aristocracy. For others, he is untouchable.

He ducked to feel the ground and he figured out there's a lava flow connecting the volcano and the rock. "Perfect." He muttered to himself. "Let's take a peek at this mysterious journal." He leaned on the rock and opened the journal on the first page. After he read the first page, his heart sank and he couldn't explain the kind of pain it brought. The letter was about Nemiah's grief about losing his childhood friend named Amaris. He closed his eyes and grasped his chest, trying to control the pain he was feeling. But then, he suddenly remembered it all.

He hands it to me and after peeling the backing off, I place it over my heart. Now I feel like a new kid in school who everyone is going to make fun of. Great. He points me in the direction of the elevator and tells me to go to the 5th floor. Just before walking onto the elevator, I see the girl from the parking garage wave goodbye to me. "How sweet." I mutter under my breath so no one hears me. The elevator doors open on the 5th floor and I am surprised by what I see. There are big screen T.V.'s and bright colorful wallpaper covering the walls. Walking out, I almost get tripped by someone's foot as they get on the elevator.

Looking over his Palace from afar. As the time pass by, the boy grows and get more even matured. But no body know what he look like, know body knows him anymore. But maybe one day, the Devin's Palace will open and entertain again. We can't literally know what will happen. Someday in God's will, that isolated place will open up again. In the other part of the world, a lady named Dulcenea Mara Grange a hopeless women who's living her life is a totally mess.

I stared up at the moon, its light filtering through the shifting shadows of the trees. He let out a long sigh. The night wind curled gently around us. Even years later, I would still remember that night. Keith said he was letting Teresa go. But he held on so tightly. And beneath the moonlight, someone murmured—so soft, it felt like the wind could carry the words away. "I really regret it, Teresa." … Years later. The Ronald Corporation’s annual gala was one of the biggest high-society gatherings of the year. I swirled the champagne in my glass, catching the movement of a few people approaching me out of the corner of my eye.

Saraphina I wake up to the sound of Josephine crying. I get out of bed and do the normal routine for feeding. Once she’s fed, I bring her into my room and begin getting myself ready. I don’t want to have this meeting, but if this gets him to finally let me go, then it needs to happen. I need to be the bigger person and tell him face-to-face that he has no chance of ever winning me back.

Matilda Sutton, my wife, and I are on our tenth wedding anniversary trip when the plane suddenly crashes. I hand her the last remaining parachute, only for her to scoff and ask, "What are you up to this time, Tyler?" I feel a sudden ache in my chest, knowing that Matilda has never loved me in our ten years of marriage. She has also seen me play the hero enough times that it doesn't even register anymore. But this time, it's a genuine matter of life and death. I push her out of the door right as flames engulf the cabin. "If there's a next life, I'll leave you alone, Matilda." Consciousness returns. I find that I've returned to the exact moment I'm about to propose to Matilda. I try to st

Third-Person POV On the way to the hospital, Ian's mind kept looping through every memory he had of his time with Sophie, just like she had the night she'd walked home alone in the rain. He'd first met Sophie in his sophomore year of college. He'd collapsed from low blood sugar in the middle of a basketball game. Sophie, who'd been passing by, had given him the candy she always carried with her.

"You can contact me if you need help. I majored in design in college. Maybe I can give you some advice." Looking at his well-defined profile, I felt a myriad of emotions in my heart. My life had revolved around Matthew in my past life. I regarded him as my whole world, so I did not know that there were people in places I could not see who remembered my ambition. "Okay." I nodded vigorously. This time, I would not let myself down again. Blaze sent me home. After I got out of the car, he rolled down the window. "I'll have my assistant contact you about the studio tomorrow."