Sad Short Novels & Stories

★JENNIE★ "A-nty Jennie, I want cornflakes." I tore my gaze away from my phone and looked down at my adorable four-year-old sister, Joanna. She meant the whole world to me and I don't mind going through hell and back, just to make sure she is always doing fine.

“I told you, son. That’s how it goes at your age. Everything changes so fast, from feelings, to friends, hell all of it.” SJ nodded. “Thanks, Dad for telling me.” Then he stepped forward and hugged him. Shane smiled, patting his back. “You’re a good kid. You’ll be alright.” SJ pulled back, grinning faintly. “I should’ve learned from MJ. He’s already on, like, his third girlfriend.” Shane laughed. “Does Sade know about that?” “I don’t think so,” SJ said. “She’s strict.” “Yeah,” Shane muttered. “I know.”

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

"Go faster, Daddy. Please me harder. Please me..." -------- Life hasn't been the same for Sadie ever since she lost her father. Turning rebellious and hot-headed overnight, her mother sends her to Juvie, where she stays at for a couple of years until her eighteenth birthday. When she's released, a tall, hot, hardened stranger greets her outside, intent on bringing her home with him.

She reached out for Victor, finding him already awake and watching her. “Another nightmare?” he asked gently, brushing her hair away from her face. She nodded, tears flooding up in her eyes. “I can’t stop hearing his voice. This isn’t the end. What if he comes back, Victor? What if he hurts Ava?” Victor’s jaw tightens. “He won’t get near you or Ava again,” he promised. “I’ll make sure of it.” Across town, in a dark motel room, Leo sat on the edge of a worn bed, his side bandaged poorly from the gunshot wound. The pain was sharp, but it only fueled his obsession.

Brad pleaded and tears formed in her eyes. "I can't, I'm so weak, heartbroken, bittered and so sad. This is just too much for me to bear, Brad. Why us? Why our friends? Why Drake of all people? He was so kind, sweet, loving, jovial, caring, hard-working, and the list goes on. He was too good to have left the world so soon. Why would anyone take such a cool-headed guy away from the Earth without even letting him enjoy the fruit of his labour, why Brad?" Nicole sobs and Brad was at the brim of tears as he watches his girlfriend weep.

I feel extremely tired all the time anymore, as if I've ran hundreds of miles throughout the day. I can't focus and my stomach feels like it's constantly in knots. My dreams use to help energize me hearing her sweet voice in my mind. But now I hardly hear her voice in the darkness of the dream scape when I call out to her. The connection between us seems to be fading more and more with each passing day we are away from each other. I have this uneasy feeling that something is wrong with Sarah. Like she is becoming very ill or something. I shake my head at that thought, that's just crazy though right... she's a werewolf. They rarely ever get sick unless posioned with wolfsbane, silver or the h

I slide in the car, with my heart pounding wildly against my chest as his voice echoes in my head. Fuck me? Oh lord, it's happening? Sinclair slides in the seat next to me, starting the engine, and driving out of my street. I swallow hard as I fish out my phone, and lift the mobile to my gaze, biting down on my lips as my fingers hover over the keypad. ME: Hey. I'm sorry to cancel out on this, but I don't think I will be able to make it today. I'm absolutely tired, and I need some rest.

Sadie said in a sad voice. She was right on her place. “The scars he gave are too deep to be healed, Sadie. How am I supposed to forget everything and move forward? Those days will haunt me forever.” I replied to her. “Adonis was also played by those sinners, Gemma. Just think again before you take a life changing decision tomorrow.” She said and again went in a corner of my mind.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what got into me." His gaze pierced through me, a storm brewing in his eyes as a blend of fury and exasperation simmered beneath the surface. Despite my attempt to disengage, his grip on my hand remained resolute, as though he were unwilling to relinquish his hold. "You're not okay, Sadie," he snapped, his tone edged with sharpness. "You're far from it." "I am fine-" "Fine?" Silvio's eyebrows furrowed together in disbelief. "In the past twenty-four hours, you've had two panic attacks and a nightmare. That's not fine, Sadie."