Saddest Books Ever Novels & Stories

And while she hadn’t exactly been looking forward to making any friends, Zoe was never one to give up on her pursuits. Sure enough, they became as thick and thieves. And now, said thieves were in Fiji on a getaway trip. “You can’t blame me,” The girl shrugged, turning to the ocean. “Nothing like a day at the beach to soothe the mind.” “Right.” She chuckled, going back to resting her head. “Soothe your mind from what exactly?” “Books. Don’t tell me you don’t feel drained by them too?” When Danielle didn’t budge, she flopped dramatically on her thighs. “Oh, the horrors. Just thinking about it makes my stomach churn.”

The man was a billionaire and could pay for anything he wanted as long as he could get it. I moved close to the books and tried reading some of their titles. They were mostly novels, and a little gasp fled my lips when I saw my favorite dark romance series, sitting on the shelf. The Ryan Rule by Sadie Kincaid. I loved the four books of that series so much, and although I’ve read them all, I wouldn’t mind re-reading them again. I didn’t have the money to purchase the books so I borrowed from a schoolmate. But now they were here.

That was the first word she could utter and the person that was present with her was her mom when she opened her eyes. "I don't know if I should really be happy or sad mom that I'll be discharged today" Anna replied fiddling with her fingers. "Anna! Why are you saying that? of course you should be happy the doctors and nurses did their very best to keep you alive for us". "But I'm not happy I'm alive mom, deep inside my heart I'm not happy. Why should I be happy when Drake is dead? Drake wasn't meant to die, it's all my fault he's dead and I'm alive. How can I ever be happy knowing I'll never see him again? Tell me mom, how can I survive this loneliness?"

Now I'm sensitive, worn out, and covered in cum. Best birthday ever!

I mumbled to myself as I kept the book inside my bag. Was it the only last resort... lucid dreaming, a way to know what would be the reasons of a certain person that happened to take away their own life without giving any hint? Was it the only last thing that we could possibly do? Like what Caius did, it was my last option when I lost my mother when she jumped off of a 10-story building of a city hall and died.

"Well, All books, all genres except sad fictions. I don't understand why books would have sad endings. Books like All the bright colors, The fault in our stars, We were liars and co. I hate reading those kind of books. I prefer books like Eleanor and Park, Holding up the Universe, A very large expanse of sea. Generally, light novels that'd just make me smile. A sun is also a star, books with breathtaking ending that'd make you feel things." She concluded, leaning back in her seat and I found myself leaning forward, hands on the desk separating us. I wondered fleetingly what it'd feel like to share her views. The books she hated were books I'd consider brutally honest and the books she liked

cried the little girl Loathefiya on the lady arms, who was stroking her back and whispered in a decent voice, “It’s alright…..shoo…..its alright my dear….” “I MISS MAMA AND PAPA……WAAAA!!! I MISS THEM” cried the girl aloud. The driver’s seat opened and Kayle stepped out shutting the door. He stood there in regards as his ears could hear the cry of Loathefiya and his heart poured in blood of regards by the sadness. He gazed up at the night sky and whispered inwards, “It’s so cruel….its so cruel for such a little child…….” he sighed speaking, “what type of world we are in….strange?”

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.

Books were the one thing that would ruin me to tears. Dallas hadn't come down yet, and from last night l, had figured that maybe he was still sleeping and he went to sleep late. The ending of his book shattered me to pieces, I wanted to rake Dallas's father's brain about the ending, about the characters' change into their newly formed intense rise into love. I couldn't stop thinking about the book, there was something about a book that could make you feel joy and sadness in the ending at the very same time, it was that lounging feeling like I was wasting my breath on life in general.

he said and smiled. I just slightly nooded at him. "There's no use of covering it. Just order something for me. I'm hungry. I haven't had breakfast yet. Also, get Colleen Hoover's 'It ends with us' book for me, please. " Many people say that the book is a sad story, so I will try it. I really like novels with a sad theme. Maybe because I've experienced sadness and pain in my life, that's why I have the same taste when it comes to books.