No Vale La Pena Novels & Stories

he asks. "I've changed my mind." There's an infinitesimal raising of his eyebrows, but otherwise he doesn't react. I take a piece of paper off his desk and pick up his pen, a fountain pen that's probably worth several thousand dollars. Who the fuck pays that much money for a stupid pen? I start to write. "I want you to stay away from Valentina. You and your family. You do that, and the loan becomes a gift, and you never find out what it's like to be one of those people down on the street."

Worth is known when it is gone, As even breath is valued only after you race, Limbs are valued only when they break And love is valued only after you hate. ...................................................

"Ang yaman at kapangyarihan ay nawawala at lumilipas. Ngunit ang pagpapatawad, ang pagtanggap, at ang pagbabago — iyan ang mga bagay na tunay na may halaga. Hindi mo kailangang ituloy ang landas na pinili ng iyong ama. Mayroon ka pang pagkakataong pumili ng tama." Tumingin si Valeria sa akin, at sa mga mata niya ay nakita ko ang pagguho ng lahat ng kanyang itinayo — ang kanyang poot, ang kanyang hangarin, ang kanyang buong buhay na binuo sa maling paniniwala. Bumagsak ang liham mula sa kanyang mga kamay, at dahan-dahan siyang lumuhod sa lupa, habang ang mga luha ay tuluy-tuloy na dumadaloy sa kanyang mga pisngi.

Sophie Langston People have always had a way of deciding what makes someone valuable. When I was little, I thought it was money. Then I thought it was intelligence. For a while, I believed it was power. I was wrong about all three. My name is Sophie Langston, and if you've heard my family's name before, there is a good chance you've heard it because of my mother. Isla Langston. My mother was once a woman people looked at and decided was not worth very much. She was a wife who had been underestimated, a mother who had been pushed aside, and a woman who had to rebuild her entire life while the people who hurt her expected her to stay broken.

Darkness swallowed everything. The bulb fizzled out with a hiss, leaving only the sound of rain dripping through cracks in the ceiling. My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. “Vale,” the voice called again, closer this time. “Come out, and maybe I’ll let the girl live.” Girl. That was me. Great. I tried not to breathe too loud. The man—Vale, apparently—moved in front of me, silent, weapon raised. He wasn’t panicking. Not like I was. He was… steady, like he’d done this before.

“Do you think ‘sorry’ fixes this? Do you think Evelyn will just come back because you said the wrong thing at dinner?” Mrs. Vale’s sigh unfurled like silk. She crossed the room, her movements precise, measured, until she stood before him. Her hand rose, not to touch his cheek — she was not a woman of embraces — but to hover near, a gesture almost maternal. “Listen to me,” she said. “You know as well as I do that women like her… they break. They always do. She can walk away, she can scream, she can slap you if she likes.” A faint edge of disdain colored the last word. “But in the end, she will remember what you offer her. She will remember the life she cannot have without you. And she will co

Faris was growling and baring our teeth at our mate. “Don’t you fucking dare, Vale. You know what I’ve been through because I’ve showed it to you! Is that what it’s going to take? For your mom to let you live the pain she went through? Because I bet you my title that what she went through was far worse than anything I did.” Vale was clutching his left cheek, looking at me wide-eyed. “I get that you’re upset. I can understand your feelings. I feel them coming from you. But you don’t get to minimize the suffering of others just because we don’t look like we’ve suffered. That’s heartless.” “I…I just…”

"Tch! Coming here and making a scene, what did she expect? An infertile woman is useless." The woman can hear every whisper in the air. She looks at everyone sadly. She sighs and takes a step forward, ready to leave with no destination in mind. "Ha!" Do Sejin puts down the bottle on the table. "Nobody is worthless just because that person is infertile. Can we measure the value of someone's feelings or pain? Can we measure the true value of a human? Can we measure the value of the crap that you utter, Sir? This lady is worth every star of the sky."

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“You know you aren’t going to win this.” Eva closed her eyes tightly. She had been hearing how horrible and useless she was for so long, she was almost willing to succumb to their words. The worst part was that she knew he was right. Mateo was all she had left when it came to her family and he was in here dying with her. She had finally met someone who could care for her and she threw him out like trash.