The Bane Of My Existence Novels & Stories

"If we are talking about this critically ,my whole year has been shitty ... Scratch that my whole life has been a whole lot of what you call bullshit " "Why was I even brought into this world my life is worse that a horror film because it's not a film or a nightmare but a fucking reality" I say ,the frustration at this point is frustrating and at this point me think about how frustrating my frustration is ,is making me more frustrated and the fact that I have said the word frustration more than twice is totally annoying and nerve-wracking because if I say that word one more time I might actually shoot myself in the head with a gun .

“I shouldn’t want you to come to my rescue, either.” “You don’t have to fight through life on your own anymore, Wren.” I reached for her again, but she slid away and off the bed. I groaned when I saw she was wearing short shorts and a tight tank. “I don’t want to come to rely on you. What we have, it has an expiration date.” “Not if you don’t want it to.” “Jesus, Bane, you’re a fucking drug dealer.” “And?” I shot back. “What I do for money and the kind of man I am are not the same. Not even fucking close.”

I could see how surprised he appeared. I guess no one had ever talked to him like that and ever lived to see the light of the day. Right now, I could tear all into pieces. “You need to not say that and stop.” Bane seethed. I could see the death glare he was shooting at me. Also, could see how his chest had started to rise and fall with anger. “You need to also leave me alone now or else I would reject you,” I let out with a threatening look, balling my fist in disappointment. My crush was better than this monster.

Hello, everyone! This is XSkylar19. It has been a very interesting ride for me while writing Bane of the Dragons because (fun fact) this was my very first dragon genre. I know some of you probably disliked how everything turned out or how fastpaced everything happened but know that this was intentional as I couldn't drag the story on. Anyway, while this book becomes the first book for dragon genre, it certainly wasn't my first book in the fantasy genre.

The main thing was to get through the day, and leave. I had a gotten a new book for my writing, and since classes were a breeze today, I decided to head out for lunch. There was nothing in my stomach because of the intermittent fast I was doing. Once I had eaten something, I wouldn’t eat till the next day. I stopped at the door, and a sigh escaped my lips. Going in there meant I had to face another round of insults, hunger was greater. Ignoring the voice that tried to pull me away from that room, I pushed the door open and walked inside.

The sound rang out, leaving my ears ringing and my vision swimming with pain. "You troublemaker! We should never have brought you back!" I stared blankly at my parents, their faces twisted with cold fury. The color drained from my face. "The one tearing this family apart isn't me. It's Vanessa. And the mistake wasn't bringing me home. It was letting Vanessa stay." The system had already warned me that this world's remaining gratitude wasn't enough to keep me alive for another two days. Tomorrow, I would die. "This is the last time I'll call you Father and Mother."

-o0o- Auntie Yoo's departure forces me to rise two hours earlier, burdened by cooking, cleaning, and laundry. Thankfully, Baekhoon’s washing machine expedites the process, allowing me to tackle other tasks. However, my energy is rapidly depleted. Work drains me, and household chores exhaust me further. Desperate to maintain my health, I've started taking vitamins. Falling ill isn't an option; missing work means losing precious income, even a single penny. The weight of that dreaded debt looms over me, dictating my every move. I'm consumed by frustration, feeling utterly helpless and foolish. The weight of unjust blame crushes me, while my inability to defend myself gnaws at my soul.

They should know about the value of everything and also understand that we can't get always everything whatever we wanted. On the other hand, Papa was hell angry with me about my decision about living in this house. but somehow I managed him. He is too much worried about me. Sometimes I feel like a total failure. I am the one who has always given him too many tensions. Sometimes, I wondered why this cruel destiny chooses me for its cruel game!! Right now, Ishaan is almost done with his food and playing a game on Mr Raghabhan's phone. I don't know why I can't take his nickname. His name always makes me uncomfortable.

and she was looking him back with her best toothy smile. But one thing which Ryan didn't know that this time A will gonna leave her traces not just in car..but everywhere...in his life too... My life was in full speed.. But suddenly speed breaker came..and I need to breathe.. What I see there ..I can never forget.. Ohh god... my luck come with this stupid brat.. People say ..badluck will never leave u till u die.. But my life is already a hell...is she going to join my life...

Melo yelled. “What has Laura done to you? And why are you so angry with her?” I asked. “I blame Lauta for everything that’s happening currently. I hold Laura responsible for Ricky catching Bane.” “Everything like what? And who the hell is Bane?” I asked impatiently. “Bane is the name of the man you all were beating up this morning.” “Wait a minute. Bane? The man we were beating up earlier was the man that constantly attacks me, and his name is Bane?”