Sad Stories Ideas Novels & Stories

My eyes bloodshot red, tears streaming down without stopping. "You are not angry, you are just sad. And I want you to suffer. If you die you will get what you want 'peace' and I don't want that to happen. You know what is scarier than death? It's life! " I couldn't stand him anymore. I rapidly took steps backwards and started to run out of the room.

“I’m sure he’d be happy..” Her voice was quiet—too quiet. Like she was saying yes to her own funeral. And I hated how easy it was to let her do that. Next came the venue. The planner rattled off estates like a realtor auctioning off kingdoms. Pages and photos scattered across the table like a glossy illusion. Sadie sat across from me, turning each one over without care. Her eyes didn’t even pause to pretend. “Honestly, I don’t want something big,” she said, her tone gentle but steady. “I mean...It’s not like we’re going to last, right…? Why spend a fortune?”

This asshole, how does he have this effect on me when he's not even my mate. "I know you want me, Staz." He whispered in my ear while nipping at my ear. What was bad is I did want him. I felt a burn that no matter how much I tried to fight it would never go away. "Please, Emilio, I c-can't" I replied. No matter how much I wanted him I could never give in. Since you're supposed to save yourself for your mate. The legend goes that if you have sex with someone who isn't your mate it will cause your mate immeasurable pain. Before they even know they are mated to you, some wolves didn't care about that and did it anyway. It always lead to immeasurable pain and lack of trust when they would meet t

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.

Sarah rolled her eyes and complied. Tiodor considered it for a moment. On second thought, Sarah's plan wasn’t so crazy. He had heard about Libia—a girl starved for love and attention, involved in several scandals as the ex-girlfriend of Julio Dorantes, a man who was even ten years older than him. "She’s an idiot," he said out loud. He didn’t know if it would be easy to fake attraction to a girl like her. He wasn’t into skinny, bland girls, much less those who tried to fill their existential voids with relationships. But to get his revenge, he’d be willing to do that and much more.

His eyes were bristling with anger while he said this because he couldn’t tolerate Caroline’s rude behavior. “You have time to decide till tomorrow! And if your answer is NO then you can tell me RIGHT NOW!” “I never said my answer is NO. I’ll think and tell by tomorrow.” Caroline rushed out of the office with attitude as she yelled at my dad. ***** “What a dumb human! Money cant buy happiness??? Money can buy anything! And if you have money then why do you need happiness anyways. These emotions/feelings are such a waste of time!” Caroline mumbled in anger in her office.

If she couldn’t help him, we would continue with our daily lives because I still would never give him up. “Oh, Odessa,” Sadie sighed heavily." “Old wounds such as Creeds would be difficult. I’ve tried to help others with old wounds such as infertility, weak hearts, and the sort, but I’m just not strong enough to penetrate before someone has had their animal to help them heal.” My heart was crushed. There was no hope at all. “But I can try,” Sadie smiled. The room fell silent as Sadie approached. I went to leave Creed’s lap only for him to hold me down, his arms wrapping around my waist. I smiled at him.

She said, seeming satisfied with my shock. “Is she crazy?” “She’s nuts. She lost it already.” Sadie replied, and I sat on the bed. “Then you don’t have to worry about her stealing Lucas. He’ll never look her way if she goes around semi-naked.” I said, and Sadie smiled slowly. “Hm. I can also spread horrible stories.” She said. Sadie and I spent the whole day in my room, and it wasn’t too uncomfortable, except that about thirty pink things had already found positions in my room.

Sadie was thankful that he hadn’t even asked her why she was filled with rage, sadness, and mortification about what had just happened in the last 24 hours. From finding out her sugar daddies were actually her stepbrothers and then giving herself to them, finally thinking that she had gotten the happy ending she wanted, only to be cast out and rejected like a useless tool after they used her for their pleasure. She felt like such a slut only to be used while seeing that they didn’t want her anymore. She finally wiped her tears. She wasn’t going to let this break her. “I will never see them again, focus Sadie; your dream college is what you should face,” she told herself.

“We’re having fun again, joking around. He's not so hot and cold anymore. The kids are doing great, too.” Cheryl nodded, a grin tugging at her lips. “That’s good to hear. I know it was rough there for a while, but looks like you’re in a good place now.” “I think so. Actually, I’m planning a birthday party for the babies. They’re turning two in March. I want to do something special, but not the usual Chuck E. Cheese thing,” Sade continued, her tone thoughtful. “I was thinking somewhere different. You know, like a kid friendly play place, but something outside of the norm. Maybe a trampoline park, or one of those big indoor playgrounds.”