No One Left To Come Looking For You Novels & Stories

Jimmy just simply lost the willpower to live anymore. "I miss you so much, babe. Won't you come back already? Won't you forgive me anymore?" Jimmy fondled their picture in the photo frame. Jimmy laid on his bed horizontally and curled up, hugging the photo frame that holds their portrait together. "I have no purpose for living anymore," he mumbled until he fell asleep for a very, very long time. *** Three days have passed and no Jimmy is getting out of the room—not even a soft rustle sound can be heard.

Noah finally realized what loneliness meant inside a big house if only one person were living in it. "Cameron, where are you?" he muttered lowly under his breath. Silence. Another silence. No one was able to give him an answer. Because, someone who always give him an answer regardless of anything... was gone. Noah laughed lowly again at this realization. His thoughts drifted farther and farther until his consciousness went to the land of darkness. 'Wait for me, I will find you'

, Matthew asked. I wasn't ready for this, not now, not after what I had just been through. Harry just gave me the biggest scare of my life. This was the last thing I wanted to discuss, "I know this might not be a good time ", Matthew said, " but I am tired of being the one overlooked. You ran away literally on the morning of our wedding, you broke my heart. If you no longer want to be with me, say so and I will let you be. I am tired of waiting and pining for you ", Matthew said.

The voice laughed “Currently the whole city knows where you are, except you.” “What did you say?” Amanda’s eyes widened in horror. “Turn the television on and see for yourself” The voice reminded before warning in a kind voice “You have outlived your use. If you value your life, never contact me again. I will write off the debt you owe me from losing 50 of my best men, in the name of all the pleasant nights you have whored yourself to me.” There was no love or camaraderie in those words or tone, only disdain.

“You don’t have to stop whatever you came here to do because of me. I will take my leave, someone is waiting for me” After that, I can’t seem to remember what happens next. Because everything turns black. ****** *****

“I just understood that I don't belong to anything or anyone in this world, Clary,” I said after a while, answering her question. “No one cares about me; it's like these guys; they all always want to cum and leave. No one will ever look at me any further than that.” My voice got choked at the end.

Ivory raised an eyebrow and mocked, "You should've locked your door if you wanted to do something so shameful. Besides, this is my home. Why should I knock?" Wilson didn't answer. He gracefully tucked himself back into his pants, his eyes still devoid of emotion. "Did you need something from me, Ms. Ivory?" Ivory smiled bitterly. She knew nothing would come out of this, but she still said stubbornly, "Take me away from here, Wilson. Let's leave together and go far, far away. Let's go somewhere where no one will find us." The lights were off in the room, so Wilson didn't see the broken look of despair in her eyes. Or perhaps he did see it but just didn't care.

Only the sound of the monitor beeping and his heart frantically beating remained there. He grabbed his long, pale hand and clutched them inside his palm. The still coldness of his skin scared him. “I thought I lost you again.” He said in a sluggish voice. It sounded like he stuck something in his throat and tried hard to speak with it. “Please don’t leave me again. When you left the hospital four years ago. I searched for you repeatedly, every place you could go. Even your friend’s apartment, but there was no one. I never found you until one day I heard your name on the new project. I somehow found a new light in my life. I was overwhelmed when you came to the meeting. Even if it was a brief

Before the birthday party starts, my boyfriend, Edward Parker, casts his phone onto the large screen in the private room. He starts an anonymous poll in the group chat we share with our friends. The question is, "Tonight, should I stay and cut the cake with my girlfriend, or go to the premiere with my childhood friend?" A 30-second countdown begins as the votes keep climbing. His childhood friend, Renee Lane, gets 17 votes while I get just one. Everyone thinks I'm the one who has voted for myself. Edward leans back against the couch and smiles. "The minority yields to the majority." Renee hands him the movie ticket. "Guess everyone agrees that I need you more." Meanwhile, I'm standing

And at times when you're too weak, I'll be your strength. We're a team. You need not to face a storm alone cause I'll always be with you. I love you with extreme certainty, Maze Johnson-Thornton. We still have one wedding left. But for now, I want you to take my hand and begin again. Let's love each other, all over again." THE END