Showing The World What I Can Do Novels & Stories

Deep emotions stir with no other outlet but through my long-lasting sobs. "Mama... mama!" I hid my face behind my hands, which were trembling. "I can't do it any longer. I miss you so badly that my heart is about to burst." It's as though I'll die if I'm not with them. Mama was right. This was a bad idea. I convinced myself that I could do it, but the fact was that I couldn't. I am powerless to help Papa... I can't get him out of jail. I'm just fooling myself.

HAHAHAHA YOU CAN'T ESCAPE ME HAHAH I CAN I CAN YOU CAN DO NOTHING BUT FOLLOW ME.HAHA There's something I can do, I'll find a way. HAHAHAHA..........

I'm never gonna show my weakness in front of a guy like him. The monster of my past peeked one eye open but I shut it off. I vowed to myself that I won't let anyone walk all over me. Ever again. "Yeah. It's okay to create havoc." I shrugged it off, not showing how affected I was. "Actually it's better than being a manwhore who changes girls like someone changes their socks." I fired back, leveling a glare at him. I officially announce to no one in particular that 'I hate this guy.'

Let me show you love Oh, no pretend Stick by my side even when The world is caving in, yeah. Oh, oh, oh, don't you worry I'll be there whenever you want me I need somebody who can Love me at my worst Know I'm not perfect But I hope you see my worth Cause it's only you, nobody knew I put you first And for you girl I swear I'd do the worst Chiko's voice is very melodious coupled with the strains of the guitar he plays. The feel can be, anyone who listens will be amazed. It's not wrong if Chiko is an idol on campus. How proud I am to have Chiko now.

" He snapped making Kim flinch back slightly. She was taken aback by his rude tone, she wondered how someone that handsome could be so rude, he also seemed really dangerous despite his all white appearance but none of that mattered to her, she was there to do her job and find her way out not chit-chat with some mysterious stranger. She didn't have to strip tease since she already removed almost every piece of clothing on her body while on stage except for the bikini panty and bra that managed to cover up her nudity a bit. She inhaled deeply getting ready for her show. She had only one option and that was to close her eyes imagining a music playing in her head and began moving swiftly. Her ha

Faye I hate rehab centres. I hate the people who work here. I hate walking through the facilities with my raging mother. I hate being the grown up. I hate watching them cuff my mother and sedate her. I hate I hate i hate everything _____________ No matter how many times I do it, I always cry in the way back to my house after dropping her at a rehab centre. I always wish the world would just swallow me whole. I wipe a tear from my blurry eyes. My phone rings again and I toss it into the back seat. Aidan needs to stop calling!

"Any man who says that is trash. What's there to brag about? A real man has just one person. Girlfriend, baby, wife, they should all be the same woman. My dearest Jennifer, you are my girlfriend, my baby, and my wife." How perfect his words sounded. So why did everything change?

He kept his head down the entire time, not saying a single word in response. The number of viewers climbed steadily, nearing one million. Finally, Tristan broke his silence. “I know I was wrong. Nothing I do can ever make up for the pain I’ve caused Nicky. But please, everyone, I beg you. I miss her so much. I refuse to believe she’s gone. If any of you know where she is, please tell me. I’ll pay whatever you ask—name your price. I’d even give up the entire Ford Group if it meant finding her!”

Alora Hearing that he'd somewhat be able to hear and see inside my head was some seriously fucked up shit. I was being completely honest. He would very much regret that. I know, I'm forced to deal with it every single fucking day. He's looking at me confused and wondering what the fuck is wrong with me. So, I decided a demonstration is in order. So, I stop blocking, letting the memories, emotions, horror and fucking evil bullshit that has made up my whole damn life, flood me.

"I have my own lab in Europe, a respected career, and a life of my own." I looked directly into Bryan's stunned eyes and said, word by word, "I don't need your money to prove my worth." "And besides, this is not my home." Bryan opened his mouth, stared at my retreating back, and finally lowered his head, unable to say another word.