She Is Hopeless Novels & Stories

she uttered to herself. Is this the reason why he always reminds me that he will never fall for me? Because he already has a girl he desired. And it cuts deep into her heart, she was hoping that somehow or someday she will touch his heart but her hopes have melted because of this picture. Yes! She admits that she is not an expert when it comes to this... And it hurts! So much to bear... How hopeless she is not to make his husband fall in love with her!? Raina held her phone tight and called Tony.

It was the other way around. Of all the things I've lost and let go of, he's the one I'll never let go of. She's my last string. The only Hope I'll be needing for the rest of my life. - FIN

“Don’t break my heart tonight. I can’t take it.” I pressed my lips to her hair, inhaling the faint scent of her shampoo. “I know everything’s crazy right now. The Council, the threats, the pressure. But I’m begging you, don’t lose hope. Please.” She pulled back just enough to look up at me. Tears streamed down her cheeks like rivers, eyes glassy and devastated. “But you will,” she whispered. I frowned. “What?” “You’ll lose hope. You’ll get tired. You’ll succumb to the pressure… and you’ll leave.”

the girl said with a hint of urgency, hoping to dispel any confusion. Hope was a dangerous thing, she thought to herself. It had the power to lift her up to the highest of heights, only to come crashing down with a force that could break her. She couldn't allow herself to hope. It was better to stay grounded and keep her expectations low. But despite her best efforts, a small spark of hope flickered within her, threatening to ignite into a flame that could consume her. Her heart was guarded, shielded from any potential pain. She had been hurt before, and the memory of that pain lingered like a shadow over her every move.

It's been a long time since she saw what was going to happen. Until she loses consciousness. Hope went to a very dark place. There are so many black flowers there. Shee suddenly became very nervous with fear. Her body was shaking and she could not walk. "W-Where am I?" she said in a shaky voice. No one's answering. So she chose to walk. Until Hope reaches a river. There was a woman there, she was sitting on a big rock while crying. Her brown hair is so beautifully wavy. She is also very white and looks like a Goddess in beauty.

"No, this cannot happen. Cannot be real. Cannot be possible. Hope cannot die. Hope cannot leave. Hope cannot end. Not Hope. Not the being who saved everyone. Not the one who taught us all to love. Not her. Please not her. Not Hope." Stream wept. "Hope saved me. Hope taught me. Hope showed me how to exist. How to love. How to be something instead of nothing. Hope cannot die. Cannot end. Cannot leave. We need her. I need her. Everyone needs her. Please. Someone help her. Someone save her. Someone fix this."

What are you saying Curtis? Her eyes lifted slowly, as though it weighed down by years of silence, but within them flickered something fragile like the first spark of dawn piercing through the thickest night. It wasn’t loud, it wasn’t certain, yet it was there, trembling but alive. Hope shimmered in her gaze, a quiet glow that dared to believe in better days, even while her lips remained still. To anyone watching closely, it was as if her soul had leaned forward, hoping to find something that wasn't there before. Hoping to find some light.

She shoves a tissue to her mouth with one hand. Her other hand grips mine, squeezing so hard her nails bite into my skin. Her shoulders tremble violently as the heart monitor’s tempo spikes. Next to us, Queenie just cries, a hand pressed firmly over her mouth. “Do you know what hope is?” Rayana chokes out between the coughing and the tears. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me right now? Hope is the most addictive substance on this earth, Ember. More addictive than the herbs, more destructive than anything Rafael ever put in a compound. I have been HOPING for months. I hoped when they said six months. I hoped when the coughing started. I hoped when the blood came and I told myself i

The deafening silence seemed to slow down the hands of time. Hazel felt like the whole city fell quiet, and she hated this silence. She felt confused, upset, and hopeless. 'Hopeless? Why would I feel hopeless? I knew from the start that nothing's ever going to happen, so why would I feel hopeless?' Hazel scoffed at her own thoughts. She always knew that whatever was happening between them was all part of the deal. She never hoped for anything to happen. It was all for show—nothing was real. Hazel denied the thought without hesitation, despite hearing the little voice from her heart that kept going against her.

Her brother was lost in the snow. She couldn't have stopped the tears if she tried. The engine droned through her mind, telling her that she was going to lose everything she cared about. She tried to keep the sobs of terror and loss inside, to keep them where she was in control, but it was no use. Her body shook and couldn't contain them. She didn't want Ethan to see her like this. She didn't want anyone to see her break like this, but especially not him. Of all the people in all the world, he was the last person she wanted to see her fall apart.