Sad Stories Novels & Stories

His voice sounds super rough and sad. "About a year. I am old, Jackie. I do not want to take the hard human medicines that make me weak. I just want to enjoy my last months with my family. It is okay." She was sick for a whole year and nobody knew? Joe bites his lip to stop the crying, but the tears just stream down his face. Joe was super small when a plane crash took his parents away. Grandma raised him. She is his whole world, his protector, and his biggest fan. Joe does not know how to live without her cakes and her big laughs.

Sadie caught glimpse of sorrow in her words. "Happiness is not permanent. The time we both lost our fathers, Silvio decided to detach himself from any of us. Revenge, it became his strength. Trained himself well, his men, created his own kingdom to rule, not that he needed to, but he managed to make his dead father proud. Since I had nowhere to go, he took me in." A single tear escaped Miranda's eyes as she avoided eye contact.

“And the other guy and his family, they would also just deny it. So it would probably be Sadie who would be damaged with that revelation. She’d be accused of making up stories, people would assume it’s just an incident of a hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.” “And Sadie’s aware of it?” “Yes, I’ve told her about it.” “And what did she say?” “She cursed me and hung up.” “What do you think does that mean?” “I’m thinking she knows the futility of letting that story go public. And her father, he hates scandals, especially the ones that involved his family.” “Does she always surrender that easy?” Layla asked, referring to Sadie. “Well, she probably knows that I also don’t give up easily.”

Aubrey said. “Lord of the moon?!” Aubrey said. “Yes; I will gist you after the meal,” Aubrey said. “Alright, mum; I am curious. I heard Davies lost his mum,” Sadie said. “Yes, she was murdered in cold blood alongside Liam’s younger brother, Oliver,” Aubrey said. “Oh my God; this is barbaric,” Sadie said with a teary voice. “Come on, Sadie; it’s okay,” Aubrey said. “I am sorry for that,” Sadie said passionately.

why can't I remember anything? The lady had been there all the time, holding a bathrobe. And then my curiosity got the best of me. "Who is your sir? I asked, opening my eyes and raising my head to look at her. I could see the confusion in her eyes as she stared at me. "do you not remember sir, dear madam? I was quiet. I bet she Could tell I knew nothing about this so called sir of hers. sighing, she said "Madam has lost her memories, it's no wonder she does not remember sir. Madam had an accident and had been in deep sleep for a year, and sir had always took care of her"

My mother’s eyes tore to him, and the smile fell off his face. “I kind of miss it,” Uncle Stephan said, before sipping from the glass of water. “I just kind of feel empty.” Yeah. Yeah. He wasn’t the only one feeling empty here—I was. I wanted to feel sympathetic but it was kind of hard when all I could think of was getting fucked by him. My father smiled at him, his gaze filled with sympathy. “It’s understandable, I mean you’ve been with her for over twenty years.” He turned to my mother. “I can’t imagine my life with Sarah.”

Astra's pov: I tried to dodge him. He was too quick. All I could do was turn around. Ugh! He got me. Blood gushed down my back. It hurt so bad. Blood! More blood now. It made me nauseous. Why was all this happening? I couldn't hold back my tears. What hurt me more than the wound on my back was all that was happening around me. Dad tried so hard to make us a peaceful pack. He died for it. Was it meaningless?

"Why can't I say it? Just hearing it already tears you apart, eh? What about me, the one who lived it? Do you think I don't feel the pain? "Noah, it hurts so much… It really hurts!" Nemera wept bitterly, but inside, I could feel that she was utterly calm. Noah cradled her carefully, whispering, "Sadie, I'll avenge you. I swear I will." Nemera buried her face in his chest, her tearful eyes looking up at him. "I lost my mother, my father, and my child… I may have even lost the chance to ever be a mother again.

" He asked, both hands cupping my face. I looked around us, and I was still in the living room, and they were still eating. It only means I only fall asleep for a few minutes, but my dreams seem very long "What happened, Sadie?" Roy asked worriedly and softly tapped my face. "I have a dream." I cried. "The same dream as Yesterday. I'm mad at you, but not very mad. What I mean is I'm mad at you, a little bit angry. "Sadie, I couldn't understand you. What do you want to say? Say it clearly." "I'm mad at you, just a little bit, for breaking my phone and laptop, but I'm not mad at you for me to kill you." I cried, trembling, looking at my hand. I wouldn't kill you. I wouldn't kill you." I chante

Aurora stated, and Sadie’s smile turned sad. “He’s dead, died three years ago. That was when I took over his duties,” Sadie explained with a somber expression. “I’m sorry. May he find peace,” Aurora said, and Sadie nodded. “I swear, it’s always the good people who don’t last long. The bad ones live like they got some immortality potion,” Layla complained, and Sadie chuckled heartily A bittersweet smile on her lips as her mind recreates flashes of good memories and times she spent with her father.