The Fault In Our Stars の小説・ストーリー

"Jess, I'm sorry." He reached for me, but I shoved him away. "Don't touch me. You disgust me." Pain flickered across his face. "Jess, I swear, nothing happened between me and Cathy. She passed out, so I just put her in the bathtub to cool her down." I shook my head. "Save your excuses. Tell them to my Mom when you're dead. The only thing I want now is a divorce." "No." Mike's refusal came instantly. Behind him, Cathy steadied herself against the wall and frowned. "Jess, how could you curse Mike like that? Your mom's death wasn't his fault! It was those incompetent doctors! And now you're blaming him?"

I shut down my glamour and showed my real cyborg body. “What are you? “She shouted from her throat. This isn’t helping. “You made things worse. We should leave now,” Malcolm said from behind. “What you did to her” that girl came back again. What if Stella never remembers me again? I can’t live without her. “Stella, come back. Iam sorry.” I shouted, but she already left with that girl. Now she won’t talk to me again. It isn't my fault. Because of Alaric, I lost my first true love. I will have the worst behaviour if I’m not around here. I will never be a good person without her.

"And this.....is my story." It all started when I was ten, and Blaine fifteen. We were five kids, Blaine being the only boy. Our family was a happy one, we loved each other dearly, we did everything together. Dad and mum were just as loving. It was the perfect family. Things changed one night when I caught Blaine staring at me while I was having my bath. I was shocked but didn't take it as anything. He apologized and I forgot about it. After sometime I began to notice Blaine wanted to be alone with me. I was only glad. In my little mind, I felt he needed someone close to him. Being the soft type, I gradually moved close to him. Anytime I had dispute with anyone, he'd be the one to cuddle me

No one can rewrite the stars How can you say you'll be mine? Everything keeps us apart And I'm not the one you were meant to find It's not up to you, it's not up to me, yeah When everyone tells us what we can be And how can we rewrite the stars? Say that the world can be ours, tonight We sing the last verse together to each other. Our eyes battling and fighting. Our souls uniting. There's no return as I let go there and now. All I want is to fly with you All I want is to fall with you

He glared, offended as I laughed at him, resting my head on his shoulder as he peppered kisses on the top of my head. "I'm sorry... Ines. It's all my fault." Maxwell mumbled from beside me, head hanging low with the guilt weighing him down. What could I tell him to let him know that it wasn't his fault? He's my first Human friend, I couldn't leave him be after what's just transpired. "No one got hurt. We're all okay, right?" I spoke. "But you-" His eyes shifted to my wound.

Every word I spoke out loud made me realize how stupid I sounded. I wasn’t the fucking male lead in a rom-com. This was real life and I’d just left my wife alone in a mafia world. “Fuck. Where do I even—” “ I checked with some of the boys this morning ,” Theo cut in, “she’s with the Carringtons.” Nora. I exhaled slowly. “I don’t know what I’d do without you, Theo.” He shrugged, a crooked smile tugging at his mouth. “Probably die from an autoimmune disease from suppressing your emotions.”

Helena asked, curious to know what he would say. Bruno approached Helena slowly, their faces now just inches apart, and said with a smile, "The faith of the day is to kiss you." Without waiting any longer, he kissed her passionately, and at the exact moment their lips touched, more shooting stars streaked across the sky as if witnessing this special moment. Helena's heart raced as their hands intertwined, making the moment even more magical. They remained lying side by side, gazing up at the stars as they slowly filled the sky, exchanging smiles and caresses. The shooting stars continued to fall throughout the night, bearing witness to the love blossoming between them, a love that seemed to

She spent the next fifteen minutes on the floor, crying her heart out before walking to the mirror. She looked at her reflection. She already had huge bags under her eyes and her cheeks had streaks of her mascara mixed with her tears. She looked miserable. She had long realised that she couldn't come to love anyone else other than Ashton, when she tried to date much more handsome and richer guys than Ashton. She wanted no one else but him. For Callie, no one could replace her Ashton. It was all Katherine's fault that her life had become so vague and meaningless.

My soul is burning bright, this is how life should be. Twinkling stars fill the clear night sky, dancing beautifully and silently. I look beside me at Eve, those angelic green eyes reflecting the stars, open wide with amazement. It seems that she loves the starry night sky. I feel a tinge of sadness when she tells me that she’s never walked beneath the stars before. My hand makes its way to hers; I feel her warm soft skin and lock our fingers together. It’s bizarre, the moment my fingers interlock with hers, I’m filled with dread at the thought of having to let go.

Just then, someone shouted from the crowd, “What a perfect match! Master Franklin and Miss Autumn sure are made for each other!” “Yeah," someone else chimed in. "Not like that fake, Ginger Westwood. She stole the real daughter’s life for over twenty years. Even six feet under, she’s nothing but bad luck.” Autumn seemed to hear my name as well. Her hand paused for a second, and then she smiled—a small, mocking curve of her lips. I laughed bitterly to myself. Of course, she would. I had lived the life that was supposed to be hers for over two decades. She had every reason to sneer at me.