Save My Heavy Dirty Soul の小説・ストーリー

Breaking a soul is very easy but saving one is very hard. You have to do it You have to do it You have to do it You have to save her Christian. No matter how difficult it is. No matter how unbearable it is. You have to... For the future you ought to achieve.. For the life you desire to live..

I was by no means a weak man and yet I couldn’t even budge a muscle. I used whatever strength I had left to place my hand on his shoulder to push him away, it seemed like that snapped him out of whatever creepy zone he had gotten himself in. “I was right.” He wiped his mouth with his sleeve which still had lingering bits of my saliva. Disgusting. I did the same thing with my own mouth, scrubbing it enough to draw blood. I would go as far as wiping my tongue with it but unfortunately, my sleeve was quite dirty and I’d rather not contract whatever diseases are crawling in this place. I don’t want to get out of here alive just to die from an E.coli infection.

I opened the door and saw the most beautiful woman in the world in her silk robe still on her nightgown. "Where's Simone? What happened?" She glared at me. "Sweetheart, I love you. I would do anything to have you back in my life." I guided her inside the house and she saw all our family and friends lined up in one corner. "What is going on here?" She looked around the whole room. "What the hell is this?" "Probably the most stupid thing that I can think off to win you back." I admitted as the musician played "Sugar" by Maroon 5.

Joe was in prison. He hadn't heard from Dolly. Had Dolly turned her back on him. Everyone else had. His mother was angry with him. His father was disappointed in him. They had big dreams of Joe being a professional football P-shift. His parent’s thought Dolly was nothing more than trailer park trash. Joe should have left her alone years ago. This garbage had destroyed his life. He would now be called a drug user. People in the city were already talking about him being a drug dealer. It was the fault of this trashy girl.

Cause she had to handle her third trouble which was to calm down her crying son and that was nowhere near easy. Yeah, she was a mother and blessed with a lovely son who was the love of her life, her everything, her son Zayn Abedin. ************** Cold Skin, Drag My Feet On The Tile As I Am Walking Down The Corridor I Know We Haven't Talked In Awhile So I Am Looking For An Open Door ***************** ................... Assalamualaikum Readers... I hope you all liked it... Don't forget to comment and vote...... I love you all...... 

Maxwell be ready to join the moon goddess,no body will be able to save your soul. Nobody,if only I knew that a certain someone holds the power to save his damn pathetic life.

Every person has been given a different understanding. She looked down before she decided to voice out her thinking, “I can’t save the body from getting dirty like a cloth, but I can save the soul from getting dirty. This may sound funny to people, but for me, my innocence is still intact.” Rebecca remained silent. “If my body commits a crime, it will get mixed in the soil and beyond that, it can’t receive anything, but if the soul sins, it’ll burn in the fire of hell which will never end.”

The night Maya Winehouse and I slept together, she was drunk and had just broken up with her now ex-boyfriend, Daniel Carter. She had no choice but to marry me. Our marriage was quiet and stable. I once thought it would last forever… Until Daniel passed away from his sickness. When Maya went to pay her respects, she learned that he had left her for good because he had found out what happened between us that night. At that same time, she discovered the diary that I had written about my secret love for her. She became convinced I had ruined their relationship on purpose, and she hated me to the bones. She divorced me and threw me out with nothing. She also made sure to make my life

❄️ Final Breakdown Daniel’s eyes turned cold instantly. He pushed Sonia away harshly. Sonia fell and got burned by hot coffee. A painful gasp escaped her lips. “Get out.” No emotion. No mercy. After she left, Daniel locked the door. Then he walked into the washroom. Turned on the shower. And stood under the water, scrubbing his skin hard… as if trying to erase something invisible. His voice echoed softly— “Only you… baby.” “My body should carry only your presence.” ❤️

Judging from the photo and the way he grin, it was obvious that he's a perverted old man. They roamed their eyes around discreetly, and both of it landed at the same subject at the same time. He was there at the center of the sofa, surrounded by girls clinging to him. Those girls were probably just the same age as Raven so her expression can't even be painted when he saw Mr. Zapata kissing one of the girls. "Yuck," Raven murmured. She wants to vomit because what she just saw is nauseating. "I could never. I would punch him before he touches me." Raven said with finality in her voice.