Sad Sky Novels & Stories

“You live in a van?” “Yep. Sprinter van, light blue. Full boho chaos. I’ve got solar panels, a mini kitchen, and a hammock I never use.” Sadie blinks, impressed. “That’s badass.” “I get that a lot.” We clink glasses. “Do you mind if I hang out with you for a bit?” I ask. “No Name doesn’t go on for a while and I kinda like having a cool girl to drink with.” Sadie’s smile widens just a little, but it lights up her whole face. “Stay as long as you want. I was hoping you’d ask.”

The person Scarlett mentioned also had voice issues. "Dr. Willow, I know Sanctum Medical Institute has its own rules," Sadie continued, her voice suddenly turning tearful. "But my brother is really pitiful. He's been depressed and giving up on himself for years... I just can't bear it anymore. If you're willing to help him, I-I would do anything!" Her tears fell instantly, like they had been preloaded. Just as she was performing her emotional act- A cold, clear voice cut through the air.

“Oh my God.” “It’s not a big deal.” “Not a big deal?!” she whisper-yelled. “Lara, that man is ridiculously rich.” “I know.” “And hot.” I avoided eye contact. Sadie slammed her hand softly against the table. “YOU LIKE HIM.” “I HAVE A BOYFRIEND!” People turned to look at us. Sadie lowered her voice immediately. “Sorry.” I groaned and covered my face. “This is bad.” “What exactly is bad?” “The butterflies.”

"What is it, sweetheart?" Sadie snuggled close, burying her face in Avery’s chest, taking in the scent of cedar and rain. "Nothing," she mumbled. After a brief silence, she added, her voice a ghost of a whisper, "You should leave when the sun rises. Do not worry about me. I am not your pup. You are just... you are just crossing territory."

Tammy Her condition is getting worse, despite all her futile attempts to avoid him. Faith decided to act against her will, meddling with both her patience and her sanity. How can she forget about Lucas, when he keeps popping up like this? Especially now, that Sesh is spending so much time with his friend, Matt. Twisting the knife further still, his name has become a powerful weapon against her weakness, an ever-present sound on everyone's lips that's confusing her even more. If it's not about his looks, it's about his arrogant attitude, which, like a magnet, attracts vilifying rumours and lustful wishes. Her life has turned into a sinking ship, going down fast in nauseating swirls, and with

◇DON POV◇ Months are passing like days, when we felt everything and we are happy, that's when troubles started adding one by one, liam gone crazy did a crazy act, which brought differences in our friendship and lamb lost her friend no matter how hard I try to make her happy, she is getting depressed continuously, I don't know how to make this girl alright, I'm feeling like I'm dying every second while watching her like this, I want her to be like before

She groaned as she rubbed her head. "Oww!" "Him? Who is this him?" Dante inquired keeping his eyes straight. Sadie looked up at him and her frown deepened. "I don't know him but he isn't one of Silas's men. He is just like me. Forced and wounded." Dante groaned as Sadie quickly stood in front of him and grabbed his hands between her as she looked pleadingly with gleaming eyes. Dante's breath hitched. He could swear his heart skipped a beat as she give him her relative soft look.

Adryan is my HOME. THE END

I hold Piper tightly, trying to comfort her, but over her trembling body, my eyes catch on Sadie. She’s pulled back against the sofa, pale and silent, tears shining in her eyes but refusing to fall. She looks as though she’s standing on the edge of a cliff, staring down into something vast and terrifying.

My gray skies and my daze. END