روايات وقصص ضمن Novel Daun Yang Jatuh Tak Pernah Membenci Angin

She fanned her burning mouth. "Slow down will you?" His face cringed. "But I'm so hungry!" She tried to speak with the noodles in her mouth. "Tch, hot! Water!" She took the glass beside her. He shook his head as he clicked his tongue finding her hopeless. "I was so shocked by the fact that I'm inside my own novel, I forgot that I haven't had anything since the day I came into this world." She wiped the bowl clean and rubbed her tummy satisfied. "I was so hungry that I didn't even have a chance to complain about this food-" She smiled nodding.

Her drunken state, Her messy curly hair, Her silent tears, Her dazed, Her lost self, Her quietness. But On the other hand, She was so naive and easily irritated and gullible by his Coldness. She was kind enough to feed her leftover food to the cat who lived near his house. She looked elegant even in her prisoner look and fearlessness When she cursed and threw punches too. Arin closed her eyes and opened to stare deeply at the moon which was shining brightly in the sky. To Arin, Dua was like a white rose growing in the stormy rain. Dua was so pure and clean yet she had surrounded herself with thorns.

That would be a dream come true for a bookworm like me. “My boy Gelo doesn’t read. I guess you already know that he loves watching movies. He even pleased me with a subscription on N*****x.” “I’m getting into it, Dad. Actually, I borrowed—Shit!” “Words, dear.” Nana crossed her eyebrows. She didn’t like cussing in front of food. “I’m sorry. I think I forgot the book that I borrowed back at your home, Catherine.”

Dave holds his child's hand who is about to finish her plate, "Someday, when the time is right, you will understand, why we are being protective to you. Your true identity and where you came from won't matter but the pureness of your heart will." Amelia squeezed her eyes and queered, "What do you mean Dave?" Before Dave can answer a strong wind whoosh outside the window which made the curtains part. The coldness of the air from the outside enters the room and secures a creepy feeling on their skin giving them freakish goosebumps.

The sky clears. The sun sets. The world is wet and golden and soft. We walk again. The road is wet. The trees are dripping. The air smells like water and earth and something green. "The leaves will be gone soon," Damon says. "I know." "That makes me sad." "Why." "Because they are beautiful. And because they will not last. And because I spent so many years not noticing them. And now that I notice them, they are falling." "That is the point. They fall so new ones can grow."

He'd always stroke my head and say, "Elyse, your mom will get better. Don't worry. I'll take care of both of you." At that time, I looked at him and thought I was the luckiest person alive to have him. He was all I needed in life. It was because of that favor that I kept excusing his neglect and forgiving his indifference. Even when he showed favoritism toward Jane, I told myself I was just overthinking it. He was simply being compassionate for his employee. But now, everything he had done felt like a hammer, slowly breaking all my expectations and fantasies. In the heavy silence, Philip gripped the steering wheel tighter and tighter.

It was made of elegant velvet, but because he had been clutching it so tightly in his palm, the surface was entirely damp with nervous sweat, leaving a visible thumbprint pressed into the fabric. “Sera.” His eyelashes were heavily frosted with winter condensation; every single time he blinked, tiny shards of ice would flake off and fall away. “I’m not exactly a smooth talker. I practiced a whole speech in my head, but standing out here in the snow, it completely froze out of my mind.” He flipped open the velvet box. Inside was a simple, classic ring. “Marry me.” The aurora borealis unfurled directly above his head, casting a vibrant green glow that cascaded over the snow, settled softly acro

She could feel the worms wriggling in her heart, the squirming of the worms made her stomach queasy. However, her attention was suddenly diverted as a gust of cold wind swept across her face, and blew her long hair. The gust of wind carried voices whispering in her ear, not the whispers of the surrounding leaves, but other whispers that she could understand. Leah looked left and right, it seemed that no one felt the gust of wind and whispers except for her. Even Mia and Grace who were standing so close to her didn't feel what she felt. The whisper called her name, she was sure. Not the sound of the wind, or the voices in her head, someone called her name

Sana di gaano kasamaan ang dalang disgrasya ng bagyong yun. Pagharap ko sa pinto... Nahaligilap ng paningin ko ang sang lalaki na nakaupo ... nagbabasa... Si Jin. "... Nakadaan na yung bagyo hindi ba?" Sinara niya ang libro. Tumango siya. "Pwede na akong umuwi." Tinignan niya ako. Saka ngumisi... "Yun kung gusto mo matulog sa basa." "Bakit?"