Paranoia Will Destroy Ya Novels & Stories

Twenty, maybe, if she found the courage to turn around, to wrench the wheel and choose self-preservation over the alluring, dan-gerous siren's call that echoed in her chest. Back in the silent, echoing apartment, she repeated a mantra, trying to ground herself, to anchor herself to reality. "Don't go. You owe him nothing. You're done withthis. He's not worth it." Each word felt like a small stone, a futile attempt to build a dam against the "ood. But hope was a liar, a cruel mistress who whispered sweet, intoxicating promises in the face of cold, hard reason. And heartbreak, she knew, made youstupid, blind-ingyou to the most obvious dangers, turning you into a moth drawn relentlessly to a de

And I just know that this man will ruin me He'll take away what's left of my sanity But I won't go down without a fight

I was shocked someone like him could ever be dumped. Ryan polished off his 3rd drink as he spoke, "Can I tell you something that has always helped me in these situations?" I finished off my margarita as well and shoved my empty glass forward. "Please. I'm all ears." "My dad used to say this when I was little. He said there are two types of things in this world—what I know, and what I don't. For example, for me, 1. I don't know why Dario broke up with me, 2. I don't know why I can't seem to get over him, and 3. I don't know why anyone in their right mind would dump someone as awesome as you. Now, what I do know, is that 1. I am having a delightful time right now in this bar, 2. I am incredibl

Says Giovanni when he catches my gaze. I cleared my throat. "I don't plan on starting my own family." I don't think I would be suited to be a mother. When I was a teenager I decided to not have kids. I don't want to bring my child to this unpleasant world. The fact that I am a criminal with enemies will be a risk. Being paranoid 24/7 knowing that my child isn't safe even with me breaks my heart. "What about you?" I murmur. "I plan on starting a family." he smiles to himself, for some inexplicable reason I find myself blushing.

Paranoia is the poison that works fastest on a man with an ego as high as the sky like Mike. ​On the laptop screen, I saw Mike grab his car keys, leaving Lucy wailing and mourning over her now-devastated apartment. Mike walked out without looking back, his footsteps stomping loudly in the apartment corridor. ​Tonight, not only was Lucy's heart broken, but Mike's trust in anyone in this world was completely gone. Lucy had lost her place in Mike's heart, and now Mike would return to me, the only harbor he considers "safe" and "honest."

"Open wide." Kill me.

“Stop pretending you don't like it bitch! I know girls your type. I bet I can give you some nice time tonight. Probably fuck some manners into your thick skull while we're at it.” Oh my God I was going to throw up. Panic rose in my chest. This creep was beginning to scare the hell out of me. I turned around to call for help but everyone was in a world of their own, oblivious to what was happening here. I pushed away from the stool and rose to my feet, trying to steady myself. I grabbed my purse, already reaching in for my phone as I made my way away from that creep. Everywhere around me was chaos as I staggered to the dancefloor in search of Maya but the loud music only amplified the throbbi

I never said you could leave, Vivian. I played an audio recording on my phone after saying that; Vivian's voice immediately came through it. "I mean, the SAT is right around the corner, and with how low my grades are, there's no way I'll get admitted into any university! I'm freaking out here, so you have to help me figure something out! "If I'm the only one who doesn't get admitted into any university, Dad will definitely kill me!" It was unclear what the person on the other end of the line said, but Vivian suddenly exclaimed, "Why didn't I think of that? You're right—as long as their official records envelopes are ruined, their chances of being admitted into a university will be drasticall

My mati may not be giving me bad vibes, but it's also not giving me good ones. "I want to give this to you for a time. Anyone who wears this appears like no one, and anyone," Myrrine said. "A glamour for the face. You will look like no one in particular, so anyone could walk by and ignore you. I do wish it back, of course. But I want you to see the world without the world realizing whom it sees." she explained. As I listened to her explanation, my face remained expressionless. I looked at the helmet and then at her. The mati still wasn't giving me any warnings, but warning bells were going off in my head. This whole thing screamed trap.

“I can’t understand what’s making you insecure about us. Don’t you trust me?” “I do trust you. But I don’t trust him. You don’t know him, Pari. That nasty shit can do anything" All those painful memories were flooding in his brain. He had already lost so much because ofArcher's games and losing Pari would destroy his life beyond repair.