Serve No One This Life Novels & Stories

Jaimee almost walked by, but something told her to stop and ask him if he was okay, if he needed any help. He looked up at her, large teardrops falling from his hazel eyes. “Would you sit and talk with me a minute? I mean I know you don’t know me, but you asked if you could help and right now all I need is someone to talk to. My life is over.”

After scoffing to himself, he said, "I only saved you by chance, Ms. Morrison. You don't need to think too much about it." "Either way, you've saved my life. Just give me a chance. I—" Just then, Cassian's phone buzzed. "Excuse me while I check my messages." Cassian took his phone out and saw a message from Vera. She'd sent him a poem. "If I come into this world only once, only to meet you a single time, for the sweetness and sorrow of that fleeting instant out of hundreds of millions of light-years, then let it happen as it is meant to happen in that moment. I bow my head and thank the stars for allowing us to meet. And when we part, it is the completion of a poem destined by the heavens, o

River blinks, and then he laughs, the sound rich and disbelieving. “Impossible,” he scoffs, shaking his head. “As always, you’re mistaken, Maerilee. I’m your One. Not some—” he gestures vaguely toward the door, “—servant.” I bristle at his dismissal of Akin, my temper flaring again. “You don’t know that. You can’t just decide you’re my One because it’s convenient for you.” He pushes off the wall, stepping closer, and I can see the determination in his eyes.

I held life. And no one—no one—would take him from me.

Answering her question with the words. “Oh please, I do not want anything, for I am nothing. I only exist for that is what you all wishes, as my mission is very simple in fact. To show each one of you the life of the others, the game of the other worlds, and for you to choose, whose world must be the sacrifice.”

We work our asses off and do everything thinking that our life is going to change for the better and that tomorrow comes for some people, whereas some people spend their whole life waiting for that tomorrow and some don't even have their life to wait for that tomorrow. Hence no truth in this world is bigger than the present itself, what you have today is the only thing you have, never wait for that tomorrow, which is beautiful in your imagination, in your dreams because reality is far from that. It takes a second for life to change everything and the cruel part of it is, life will do that when you will be least expecting it. " Bring me one more drink. " Lucinao sighs looking at his brother,

I laughed and gulped down all my wine, slamming the glass on the table “A better life? How can I still live a better life when there's nothing left, I don't even have a life anymore, nothing is left Udensi, so I might as well finish what I started.” “Don't you get it Nazy you don't belong here!” He growls, I ignored him and grabbed the bottle of wine, I poured myself another glass, and gulped it down at once, “Udensi, I know you think I do not belong here, and that's okay, but what if I tell you that from now on this is the only place that is meant for me, this place called SHANTY and this street life is my life from now on”

"It's all one and the same." <><><>

All the blood-stained memories of Manhattan drifted away with the cool evening breeze, left forever in the ruins of a life I would never return to. THE END

“Somewhere causing trouble.” “That sounds accurate.” I folded my arms, studying him for a moment longer. “You know…” I started slowly, “life isn’t just about being prepared all the time.” Rowan didn’t respond immediately. Of course he didn’t. He just watched me, Listening. Always listening. “There’s only one life, Rowan,” I continued, my voice softer now. “One. You don’t get to redo it. You don’t get to pause it.” I stepped closer, gently tapping the book in his hand.