Never Lose Novels & Stories

He held his head in agony, a sound like a trapped beast wailing in his throat. He finally understood. He had completely lost his treasure.

I was dying to know. Once Lucas stormed off, the rest of us couldn't help but continue to tease him even in his absence. "Dude's got a serious case to deal with. That case he lost definitely gave him some kind of trauma," Caleb joked, chuckling. I grinned, shaking my head. "Yeah, he's never been one to take losses well, but this is on a whole different level. Lucas is a crazy mofo!” One of the guys chimed in, "I mean, who gets that worked up over a case? He’s gotta have bet some millions of dollars or something."

He feared outsiders would know he was involved with the girl he'd raised since childhood, that it would hurt his reputation. So their relationship had always been confined to this house, and he'd found any excuse to push her away. Samuel gripped the couple's shirt on the hanger, his tears fell on it. Only now did he realize how much love he had missed from Ophelia. Now, not only was Ophelia gone, but their baby was gone, too. He didn't even know where to find her. But he had to find her. He knew he could lose anything in this world but her.

She kept on looking at me, while I rolled my eyes. "We are humans. We always have something to lose. This or that. And when we don't have anything, it's our lives that we can easily lose. So the words 'I have nothing to lose' it's nothing else than a myth? And the ones, who consider this myth as a truth, they're delusional," I spat. She had to realise. She still has so much to lose, and she can't keep on losing everything and just remain left with her life.

"We prepare. We train. We fight. We don't give up. We don't give in. We survive. We do whatever it takes." "And if we lose?" He was silent. The only sound was the crackling of the dying fire. Then he said, "We don't. We can't. Because if we lose, we lose everything. And I'm not going to let that happen. Not to this pack. Not to you. Not to us." I pulled my hand away. Stood up. Walked to the window. The snow was falling again. Soft. Silent. Beautiful. "Kael," I said.

Just beyond the edge of what I fully understand. And I know one thing. If we don’t find it soon— This won’t end with us winning. It will end with us being absorbed into something that doesn’t lose.

"You will fight? You will fight against the very destiny that will save you? You will fight against the very power that will reunite you? You will fight against the very Luna that will turn everything around? You will lose. You will lose this war. You will lose your packs. You will lose your future. You will lose everything." "I will not lose.". I will not lose my Luna. I will not lose my pack. I will not lose my future," Ash growled aloud. "I will not lose my life. I will not lose my soul. I will not lose my love. I will not lose my destiny. I will not lose my power. I will not lose my bond. I will not lose my Luna.". I will not lose my soul.

Create a secondary access route known only to herself, then forget where she puts the key. She made an entire person out of being the one who does not need. LUS is the one presence she eventually let all the way in. Now LUS is gone. And the lesson of losing it is not trust nobody. It is the opposite. The lesson arrives with the force of something Maya should have learned years ago and has instead purchased at full price, with interest and several avoidable handling fees: You do not keep the distance. You do not wait. You put yourself on the list while there is still a list to be on.

“What happens if you lose?” “We adapt. We find another way. We keep fighting for what’s right, just from a different angle.” I pulled both twins close. “But you know what? Even if I lose tomorrow, we’ve already won the things that matter. We have each other. We have a pack full of people who chose to follow me. We have a home built on loyalty and love. Nobody can take that away with words.” “Then why does tomorrow matter?” Mira asked.

"Winning at the cost of yourself means you don't exist anymore anyway. You've just built a trophy where your heart used to be." "Then you've never wanted anything badly enough." "Or I've wanted something badly enough to know that losing it would destroy me." He stepped away from the podium. Walked toward her, Slowly. "You think winning the scholarship will fix you, Mira. It won't. You'll just be a winner who's still alone." Mira's hands gripped the podium edges. "And you think losing yourself in someone else is better?" "I think losing yourself for someone else is different." He stopped in front of her. Close... too close. "I think there's a version of winning that includes someone standing