The Faded Past Cannot Be Chased Novels & Stories

Five years ago, at our engagement party, I broke my fiancee's assistant Richard Greer's nose with a punch because I saw his hand slip under my fiancee Pearl Moran's skirt, groping her right out in the open. Yet when security arrived, Pearl stepped in front of Richard and frowned at me. "Alex, he was just messing around. Did you really have to hit him that hard?" To get back at me for Richard, she pulled strings to throw me in prison. My first day behind bars, I ended up in a cell Richard prepped for me. My ribs were broken in a beating. I was fed spoiled leftovers and forced to sleep on the cold concrete floor. The moment I got out, I boarded a flight to Eldermere without looking back.

He sighed, dropping his gaze from the starry night sky. “Why can’t it be? Why can’t we just sit here for a couple of hours and forget everything that happened?” Perhaps I was thinking wishfully, but could you blame me for wanting a moment of peace in the chaos that seemed to engulf my life? “I learned a long time ago that no matter how far you run, you can never outrun your past and you can ignore it for as long as you’d like, that doesn’t erase it all.” Turning slightly towards him I considered his words.

Imade opened Natasha's eyes to the realities of poverty as they shared experiences like eating street food and using public transportation. Imade discovered Natasha's privileged status and was amazed by it. However, Natasha's father disapproved of her behavior and lifestyle, especially her involvement in parties and association with people from lower social classes. He eventually made the decision to send her overseas to pursue her studies in business administration. Natasha and Imade's friendship had only lasted for a year, but their bond went far beyond mere friendship. However, after Natasha's departure, all attempts to reach Imade proved futile. Her little phone had malfunctioned, causin

Now that he is determined to chase after Sky no matter what. Yet. “Like a sleeping bear.” To the words that came back quick, yet pin the mix of longing and painful feeling. His smile faded as he gasps leaning onto the wall and looking up the ceiling. Closing his eyes as the nostalgic beat claims his heart immediately and fast in return. He shakes those memories and very feelings away as he convinces himself that it was all in the past. “Wake up will you, Clay? It’s been a year and you have moved on from everything of that past.” Whispering unto himself as he reminded both his heart and mind that-that past is done and he should not look or dwell into it once more.

He has been too far away in his delusional mind that he has not noticed that it is not pictures that I am drawing. It seems the more that I sit at peace, the more I realize what I have done wrong. Yes, it is true that all these lovers came from my past, but if it were not for the way I lived my life, then we would not be with you chasing my shadow. I truly hope that you are chasing it. I believe that fate brought us together, and it shall be fate that shall guide us back. I have a newfound breath to chose to show you every day that my past is not what defines me. That I shall take you down a path that only defines us.

The Man In The Past Crista took a sip of the honey water and smiled. "Ms. Yao, I’m afraid that I can't go back to how things were in the past.” Even if she wanted to go back, she didn't have the courage to do so, because she would just end up being miserable again. "But you need to remember that some things out there are worth fighting for, Chica." Carsie was right. Many years ago, she lost something, and she couldn't get it back anymore.

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

"For you, I'll go back to the past and relive my pains just so you can know about it." – Diego didn't like thinking back on anything that had happened in the past, once he did something or something happened, it became history, and that was the end of it. He never went back to dwell on it. Never. But after hearing Chase's words, he couldn't stop the thoughts that crawled into his mind. In fact, he opened the door for them to come in and feast on his mind.

But after everything that had happened, things would never be the same again. Scarlett picked up the food from the table and poured it into the trash. "I made myself clear yesterday. Stop doing these pointless things." Joachim paled, and his smile froze. He regained his composure after a few seconds and said, "I guess the food wasn't to your liking. I'll make you something else, then." She looked at him coldly and impatiently. "Joachim, do you want me to repeat what I said yesterday?" "You can say it as many times as you want." He picked up the empty plates and headed into the kitchen. He said calmly, "But I won't listen. I won't leave you, and I won't give up. From today onward, I'll stay h

Present Day, China “Stop it! Make it stop!” Vivian clutched her head as the memories crashed into her like a tidal wave, leaving her gasping for breath. It felt as though her mind was splitting apart, each fragment of the truth slicing through her fragile heart. She staggered, her legs barely supporting her weight, and a piercing cry tore from her lips, echoing in the quiet room. “Stop it,” she muttered to herself, her voice trembling. “Please stop.”