Sarcastic Soulmate Mga Nobela at Kwento

Why drag me into it now? I am not anyone’s soulmate. I don’t even believe in that. Soulmates love at first sight, true love, etc., all that shit is a fantasy. It is MAKE BELIEVE! It exists in books and movies to try and build this false sense of hope in a hopeless world. Even if I did believe that soulmates existed, I certainly would not be foolish enough to think I’d have one. Life is not that kind to people like me.

“There have been plenty of times I could’ve run away, gotten help, but I didn’t.” He reached out and brushed a lock of hair behind my ear. “Because I’d kill you.” “At this point, I’m trying to live as long as I can. Therefore, I don’t want to piss your psychotic ass off.” “You push my buttons constantly.” I let out a little laugh. “Yeah, but that’s fun. You make it too easy.” “Why are you such a sarcastic pain in my ass?” I shrugged. “Sarcasm is my defense mechanism, so…shut up.”

This caused Singto to gasp and drop his jaw from the shock of it all. Krist bit insides of his mouth to keep himself from laughing at the way Singto looked right now. “Oh… my… goodness…” “Oh, sorry did I get you? Man, I really didn’t mean to.” There goes the infamous sarcasm again. But Singto didn’t mind it, he was actually still laughing, but now for a different reason. He has a self-deprecating sense of humor and nine times out of then, you’d find Singto just laughing at his own mistakes and clumsiness. This works out perfectly with Krist too since he doesn’t take his sarcasm and dry humor personally, instead he just simply laughs about it.

After I fell sick, I could not find a suitable bone marrow donor because of my unique blood type. Elsa requested that I test if she was a match for me. Who knew—she was a match. Ignoring my dissuasion, she threatened to commit suicide and donated her bone marrow to me. The bone marrow I received was Elsa's, not Simon's. Nicole slapped Elsa hard and knocked her to the ground. Due to Nicole's excessive force, Elsa covered her ears as she fell to the ground. "I know you. You're Ray's ex-wife!" Nicole smiled. "Well, this is what he told you, little brat? He said I was his ex-wife? He and I aren't divorced yet. Don't worry; we will be soon."

they replied It was a guy and girl, they looked somewhat alike. “Are you siblings?” Hailey asked “because you people look alike,” “yes we are,” Stephen replied to her “I am Stephen by the way and she is Stephanie, my twin, “ he said “Oh! that explains the resemblance,” Hailey said as she took a small sip of alcohol from her glass “I am Hailey by the way,” she further added as she stretched out her arms a little, gesturing for a handshake.

"I'm seriously concerned for you, une fille. I just finished a plate of ice cream, endangering my waistline even though I have a date tomorrow with Louis." "With Louis Martin? The French guy… oh, so that's what's up with your accent." Sharon had this irritating habit of changing her accent whenever she dated a foreign guy. "My love life rocks; yours suck." Sharon stated in a dejected tone. They both sighed. "Sharon, you are officially the worst person on earth to seek comfort to the mind and heart from." Sharon giggled before countering. "Who says I am? You'll see the wonders I'll perform to your mind right now mademoiselle."

A chorus of whispers rose, and people started shifting in their seats; but MJ did not pay attention to them. "To you, he was just one of your clients. To me, he was a parent. People often speak about soulmates, and somehow always relate the word with lovers. But to me, a soulmate is someone who knows your demons and still manages to look past them and love you without asking for anything in return." Her face remained neutral as she spoke as if she was reciting a memorandum from work. Her eyes were pitch black, a colour they only produced on rare occasions, and her face was ghostly pale due to cutting her recovery short. The bruises on her head had turned purple and seemed to fest from exposu

My brows furrow “Why?” “Out of all the people you could’ve chosen to associate yourself with,” He says, and there is no emotion in his voice, just cold fact “I’m the worst choice. A soulmate is not like a human partner. They share praise and insult, punishment and reward. What do you think would have happened if I hadn’t been able to reach the tower when I did?” Well, I imagine they’d at least not kill me immediately, since I did make a huge false claim.

He gently stroked my cheek. "I don't blame fate, I truly feel lucky. You are my soulmate," Gray said. "Then why did you avoid me? Don't you agree with the fate you've received because I'm a human?" I asked, feeling that Gray might be disappointed because his partner wasn't of the same kind. Gray immediately shook his head.

I couldn’t help but let out another sarcastic remark. Lucas’ presence and the fact that I owe him is getting on my nerves. My wolf isn’t letting me forget that we’re also somehow mated to Lucas by reminding me every damn second. Ruis laughed at my response, “I’m more worried about what you did to those rogues. I know you’re alright. Mind telling me why is that Alpha here, though?” Lucas appeared in front of us before I could answer. I didn’t see any reluctance in his eyes. He would tell the truth.