Never Yours Again 소설 & 이야기

"Then please, don't let all those bad memories ruin our future. What happened was not in yours or mine control or wish. We endured it. We got past it. And there is no way in the fucking hell I am going to let you destroy yourself over that." AN- Another updating is coming soon.

Never Again 🌷 “Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.

‘You were betrayed. Expecting a response, she let the statement hover between them. His jaw clenched, but otherwise he didn’t move. She sighed inwardly. He wasn’t going to make this easy for her. ‘Was it someone close to you?’ ‘You tell me.’ ‘Mr Dermont, the cards haven’t given me the specifics of your past, but I do know that history has a tendency to repeat itself. It’s called karma.’ Using her most patient tone, she continued, ‘If you don’t learn life’s lessons the first time, life will give you another test until you get it right. From what I can tell, you’re in for another round.’

“If I ever need you again, I’ll just come over here.” But the truth? There was no way I’d ever see her again. I never went back to the same girl twice. Ever. Once I’d had my taste, I was done. Repeating the same thing was boring, exhausting, even. I needed something fresh every time. New experiences. New faces. I had the money to make that possible, so why settle?

Needing her. / "You're more than just a pretty face, aren't you?" / / "I guess that's why I haven't opened my heart up for almost a hundred years. Then I met you." / Lastly, he heard his own voice. Giving a promise that seemed important. / "I'm never leaving you again." / "What do you decide?" the girl she once was inquired. "Are you certain you want to come with me? Once you go all the way to the other side there's no coming back."

“We have a brother in California, he is out of the country presently and I think he would be the perfect person for Estera to stay with right now. She is seventeen and her eighteenth birthday is in a few months—” I heard my Aunt Sophia saying and felt a profound dread. I didn't want to be separated from her! She looked so much like my mum, and I can’t lose them both in such a short time. I have never even physically met Uncle Joshua, he was always out of the country for some adventure. He was a journalist for the National Geographic channel.

Michelle Raynor always made it clear to her daughter that she'd probably never get married or give her grandchildren. "HELLO! earth to Audrey are you even listening to me!" Audrey jumped and almost dropped the glass of juice from hand as she snapped out of thought. "Please just this once I will never ask you again! I swear! You know I wouldn't ask you if I had anyone else to do it. Just please!" "Oh quit getting all pouty on me Cass!" She took a sip from her glass then walked over to the kitchen island and sat on the bar stool across from her friend.

Jessica chimed in, her grin almost too wide, too fake. "So," Bryson clapped once, "let’s start with Never Have I Ever, okay?" He set his glass down and dimmed the lights, the room now glowing in a soft golden haze. "Never have I ever made out in a tub" Bryson said, lowering one finger. Mason followed, and so did Jessica. Of course they both did. Who else would it have been with? I looked at Enzo, his fingers were still all up, just like mine. We exchanged a small smile, before I adjusted. For a moment, I could’ve sworn I saw a faint frown cross Mason’s face.

Told Zoe everything. And when Zoe heard the bit about the sapphire bracelet, she almost laughed. The thing that wrecked her, that chained her down for over ten years—just a stupid mix-up. All because of a bracelet taken by mistake. Right then, Zoe let it go—the obsession that had haunted her across two lifetimes. *** Lucian and Zoe's wedding day. Everything was running smooth, the wedding march playing soft in the background. Lucian scanned the crowd. No sign of Connor. Still, something told him the guy wasn't done yet.

For drama. “Stop bothering Nathan,” my father continued coldly. “I’ve already bought you a plane ticket abroad.” He leaned forward and slid the ticket across the glass table toward me. The sound it made felt louder than it should have, slicing through the silence. “You’ll stay there for a few years. Don’t come back until your sister’s wedding is over.” I stood there, unmoving. My mind felt distant, as if I were watching the scene from outside my body, like a stranger peering through glass. The words registered, but my heart was strangely quiet.