Never Meant To Belong Bleach Novels & Stories

He wouldn't in any way like his daughter to starve. Sapphire took a towel and walked into the washroom to take a relaxing shower. She put the towel on the towel stand and turned around. But what she saw next had squashed the living lights out of her. The bathroom was dirty and filled with long black hairs which were definitely not hers. Sapphire walked out of the washroom after the shower inactive. Few minutes ago she was very happy, but now it feels like a snake has eaten up her entire joy.

"Of all the men on earth that you could have belonged to, it just had to be Declan, my rival—" The sound of me belonging to someone annoys me more than it should. That word has ruined my life in different ways and now that I am on the peak of losing it, another person is reminding me of it. "I do not belong to anyone, and I am clearly not here to discuss about you or Declan."

“You do. You just don’t want to admit it yet.” His certainty was both irritating and oddly reassuring. “London treated you well,” he continued. “But that was never where you belonged, Christian. This—” he gestured around the room, the estate, the legacy “—this is yours.” I exhaled slowly. “Belonging is a stretch, Abuelo.” He nodded, acknowledging the truth in that. “Because of her?” I said nothing. I didn’t need to. He sighed, rubbing a hand over his temple. “I know what this house represents for you. What those walls took from you.”

I wasn't a blank, emotionless object like he was. “I don't belong to you.” I whispered, feeling the sudden urge to establish that fact. I don't belong to anyone. Not my mom, not Bryan, and not Zayne. Bryan liked to say he owned me too when we were in a relationship. Of course, Bryan saying it had sounded sweeter and made my heart flutter but now I realized he was just as bad and he just wanted to control me as well. So, I didn't belong to anyone. I won't allow it.

Misha was stuck getting her hand out in the washing machine. She bleached her hair in midnight green color, although it might fade for a lighter color over time, she's satisfied with what it turns out like how she's satisfied how everything turned out in her life. Because she'll paint it on a different color before it fades. She knew Blanche or Cleo Martinez as she was, ever since she was little, she always looked up at her. Although they may be the same age, Misha was a lot smaller compared to all the agents they trained in the organization.

‎"It stopped being about work the moment my brother looked at you." ‎The rest of the drive passed in silence. ‎Elias touched the ache blooming along his jaw. ‎The bruise would fade. ‎What unsettled him wasn't the pain. ‎It was that Alessio had never once asked about the document. ‎Not once. ‎Whatever had happened in that bathroom mattered more. ‎And Elias still didn't understand why. ‎

“Because for once, I'm feeling something I've never felt before. It's strange to me but I don't want it to end. I like this.. me…you…us. It's strangely soothing” “My name is Bluey…Satera Bluey” She started. I already know that girl. Tell me something new, my rival's daughter. What did you do to MetroPaul? Why did he disown you? But I said nothing and watched her speak everything aside from the things I wanted to know. We will get there one day.

The figures step closer, their voices overlapping, blending like a song I have forgotten. "You are the key." "You are the bridge." "You are the end and the beginning." I clutch my head, shaking. "No. I don’t want this." The first figure tilts its head. "It is not about what you want. It is about what you *are*." And suddenly, I understand. Why did the shadows whisper my name. Why I was never meant to stay. Why I have never truly belonged. I was never just Elixir. I was something else.

Vivian sat alone in the shadowed corner of the bar, watching strangers drift beneath the amber glow of the lights. She could not believe she had actually fallen for a rumor. “The real reason the Hayes and Carter families postponed the wedding? Sebastian’s ex was kidnapped. He’d rather call off the marriage than leave her to die.” One reckless sentence was all it took for her to book the first flight to Harbor City. Sebastian was the untouchable heir everyone admired—a fixture on the covers of financial magazines and the polished businessman delivering keynote speeches at charity galas. What could a man like him possibly be doing in a place like this? Vivian shook her head, set down her g

I added. Rui frowned. "Bleach for what? The bathroom?" I shook my head. "For hair."