Solitary Novels & Stories

~~~ *** ~~SERENA~~ *** Being alone means learning how to party on your own. And not just the kind of party where you’re scrolling through your phone in bed with your legs tangled in a blanket and crumbs from a chocolate bar stuck to your collarbone. No. This is a full-blown, stand-on-the-coffee-table, blast-the-record-player party. Sober. Alone.

Just four days ago, life had been perfectly normal. --- Four Days Earlier – June 6, 2030 “Ah… solitude.” Luke sighed contentedly as he leaned back into the chair, savoring the quiet. He welcomed it—no, he loved it. Most people might shy away from isolation, but not Luke. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he relished the blissful stillness. There was nothing quite like the feeling of being alone—brooding, reading, listening to music, or drifting off into daydreams. It was just you, your tiny personal world, and infinite possibilities.

"To be honest, I have no damn clue. I've been saving my money though, and Marta and Bill would shit, bit I really just...ugh. Well, I want to go somewhere. Do something. Between the studying, side jobs and being in that depressing house, I just want to break the routine. A change of scenery." "I feel you! I'm wanting the same, but I was too afraid to do do alone. I was just waiting on you to say something like that so I'd have a partner in crime. I don't have the balls to go solo." I smile. "Me either. Bill has kind of freaked me out over the years. If a dude follows me through the 7/11 I'm already reaching for the industrial strength dog deterrent and convinced it's my end." She laughs.

As I'm staring at the wall I hear the door open. I can't bring myself to see who walked in. Being alone is my new life now. I don't want my hopes up when someone comes to drag me out of the room, only to be left alone in the end. The door closes with a loud click and feet make their way towards me. I close my eyes in an attempt to stop the temptation of looking to see who's here. Please just leave me alone.

And _cried_. For the first time in 18 years. Rylan patted his face. _Seven_. _Four_. _Both_. _Neither_. “_Not _lonely_ now_,” he said. And _smiled_. _Whole_. ---

this place wasn't that busy right now, however, the dinner rush should be starting soon. "What brings you back here? Like for real" she asked, I sighed at first. My thoughts turned to my boys who were all grown and have their own lives. It's a bit depressing without them. And lonely. "It's been lonely since my babies are all grown up. They're enlisted in the military, and totally enjoy what they do" I said in a matter-of-fact way. I thought about that answer. I am going through a transition in my life that I don't know how to navigate. Plus, it's not like I ever married again. I don't know if I ever want to get remarried. Furthermore, I am 38 years old. It's not going to be easy to find a m

I will love you and only you for as long as I live. I give my heart to you, only you. And no matter what happens, I will never take it back. I don't want you to be uncertain about our future or be insecure. You are the only one I want to kiss, the only one I want to make love to, the only one I want to bear my children and the only one I want to be beside me until the end of my life.

It’s just not me, not something I can even do. I have never been one for the chase, but now just might be the time to learn. *** Time passes, and I stay the same. Things change, but I don’t. Everyone moves on, but I wouldn’t know. Being alone has become my home. The solitude brings solace. The quiet is rejuvenating. The seclusion affords too many perks. I take what I want and I want only what I need. I’m a lone wolf, no need for a pack, no need for a mate. And that will never change.

We also have a garlic based putty that coats the whole cells it's around the floor along the walls and covers the ceilings. We have cells like this for most super natural species. In my mind, it's better to be safe than sorry. As for where these assholes are there in a place like solitary confinement but worse. I have a guard at each door once a day they will go in and inject wolfsbane in each prisoner. Wolfsbane keeps their wolf and its powers hidden as long as we keep giving them small doses of that they can't link anyone or use their strength and healing abilities. The cells they are in are reinforced and soundproof, so they can't talk or hear anything. Som

Mikkel grabbed the book that was plopped before her nose and threw it at the coffee table that was on the far end of the room. "Fine...." The two of them plopped down on the worn-out sofa with their bowls of Caesar salad and dumplings. Ever since Meghaal entered his life the young man felt less lonely. His days no longer were spent with reheated food consumed alone in the deafening silence of the room that was only disturbed by the chirping crickets that inhabited the surrounding trees of the forest he called home. His parents, as loving as they were, were too busy with pack affairs to be on time to catch a warm meal with their son. Aphrodite had made his lonely life much more bearable ever