She Is Hopeless Novels & Stories

"Of course." She responded with a curt jut of her chin and turned on her heels to head out of the stables. I considered calling out to her, offering some sort of well wishes or good luck on her journey but knew it would be seen as meaningless and unnecessary to her. She had gotten what she wanted from me and tomorrow she would be gone. All I could hope for now was that her mission was a success. RPOV Songs: Sisters of the Moon by Fleetwood Mac, These Wicked Games by Secret Wonders

The video started with Kiera wearing a dark expression, looking as though she was about to lose her temper. She kicked an invisible object and cursed loudly. “Bastard!” Liam had expected her to break down in tears, but instead, she took a deep breath, looked ahead, and began jogging away. A slight frown appeared on Liam's face. He proceeded to read the text attached to the video. She was already close to school and showed no sign of crying. I had no choice but to pick her up. It would look bad for the family's reputation if she arrived at school on foot.

that was seeking a new, younger host. Hope stood at the center of the spinning floor. She was no longer the ten-year-old girl who had laughed in the South. Her hair was a roiling cloud of Black-Emerald-Gold Plasma, her eyes two burning portals of Absolute, Un-Filtered Calculation. She didn't look at me with love; she looked at me with Assessment. "You have broken the hunger of the father, Mother," Hope spoke, her voice a perfect, melodic resonance that echoed the First Luna’s own frequency.

He just held her while she cried, stroking her hair and reminding her to breathe. "I can't do this," Hope said into his chest. "Everyone thinks I can, but I can't. I'm not Mom. I'm not Lily. I'm just me, and I'm not enough." "You're right," Elias said. Hope pulled back, surprised. "What?"

Then I turned and walked away. "Grayson! Don't!" Jess scrambled after me, grabbing onto me desperately, sobbing so hard she could barely breathe. "I was wrong—I know I was wrong. Don't leave…" She lifted her tear-streaked face. The eyes that once made my heart race now held nothing but desperate pleading. "For the sake of our ten years together… can you give me one more chance?"

The two of us had lost all hope of ever finding a happy ending such a long time ago. When we agreed to be the Witch Queen's mate some of that hope returned, as we had both thought that maybe if we put in an effort this time, we could actually be happy. I wasn't so sure about that anymore though, but he disagreed. He still believes that we can help her, or more that we were chosen to help her through this dark period in her life. Unfortunately we can't do anything if she won't let us though, which is what I have to keep reminding him. Regardless, she was our problem now, so we just had to figure out a way to live with her.

She regretted making her image public when she announced her return,no one would have known the kind of mess going on between her and Adrian. It better not be that social climber who had disappeared with her husband. She had held all the pain and frustration in her heart every night going to sleep with an empty and cold bed beside her. She would go to sleep and hope that Adrian had somehow returned in the middle of the night, but every morning she would be woken up by her daughter especially when she slept so late waiting up for Adrian. Leez couldn't imagine what she would do to her should she chance on Reeda.

“Everything is going as per our plan. She started showing her soft side to me. Also, I found out that she's unwell because of working overtime.” My eyes widened, “Huh? What do you mean?” “Well, it's just Insomnia.” He said, “This is a chance for me to be with her always.” “Good,” My shoulders relaxed, “Now you might get to know more about her as she spends most of her time with you.” I smirked. His face remained still. “Yes, as you say.” “What exactly is her problem?” I was worried. No, just curious. “Sl–Insomnia, as I mentioned already. This is also a secret between us. Now you know it too.” He said.

I found a piece of eggshell in the collagen-rich chicken soup I usually had at breakfast every morning. I called Lilian over and made her watch as I picked the shell out and placed it on the table. Folding my arms, I stared at her. "I'm so sorry, Alaina," she mumbled, her face flushing with guilt. She did not dare to meet my gaze. "I'm sorry. It must have fallen in while I was interacting with my live stream audience earlier."

They stripped her bare right on the spot and shaved her head bald, carving the word 'ho' on her face. The wife got away with it because she had a documented history of mental illness, and the people she brought with her were all psychiatric patients, too. There was nothing Sue could do but accept the humiliation. She was beaten until she passed out, then sent to the hospital by a kind-hearted colleague. When she woke up once more, she had lost her mind as well. Whenever she woke up, she would stare out the window and mutter, "I'm sorry… I'll never be a mistress again…"