Novel & Cerita The Lives We Live

"Wedding next summer. Small ceremony. Just close friends and family. He wants us there." "Of course we'll be there." "Lee and Marcus are talking about moving in together. Making it official." "Everyone's building lives. That's good." "What about us? Are we building a life or just surviving day to day?" "Both. We're building while surviving. That's what life is." "Is this what you imagined? When you bonded with me? This life?" I thought about it. "No. I imagined protecting you until the immediate danger passed. Then figuring out the rest. Didn't imagine advocacy work. I didn't imagine living in an apartment living. Didn't imagine any of this specifically."

There is no coulda woulda shoulda with us, no regrets. So you invading our lives just made us make more memories. We tried things we had wanted to try. We upped the anti and lived harder than ever! Yes, you stayed on the periphery of our vision; that tends to be your way. You like to keep all of those touched by you, fearful of your return. It is your calling card, isn't it, your modus operandi. You like us never to forget your visit. But every single day, we got up and lived.

There is no coulda woulda shoulda with us, no regrets. So you invading our lives just made us make more memories. We tried things we had wanted to try. We upped the anti and lived harder than ever! Yes, you stayed on the periphery of our vision; that tends to be your way. You like to keep all of those touched by you, fearful of your return. It is your calling card, isn't it, your modus operandi. You like us never to forget your visit. But every single day, we got up and lived.

I shrank back against the wall around the corner, a hand clamped over my mouth as my body shook uncontrollably. My younger brother, Noah Chance's horrifying death, was still replaying in my mind. Sylvia Fuller was promising Wilson Hink, "Once my pregnancy is stable, let's get married."

Every day seemed beautiful as they were both madly in love. Eli witnessed everything feeling the joy that they felt but at the same time slowly getting jealous of that girl cause she wanted to be her, the person Luan loved so much. But little did anyone know, their days of happiness were now limited. Luan belonged to a poor family. He worked at a company but he didn’t care about the money as he was already satisfied with life.

Things We Don't Share Amidst the hustle and bustle of city life, among the concrete jungle of establishments and IT companies lie West Enterprises. The towering building that is West Ent. is a dirty-white mass of concrete, glass, and steel. Even though the company is the smallest of its sister companies, it already has a reputable status in other parts of the country.

"You really need someone who'll tell you what living and being alive is." I shake my head. Someone huh? I don't need someone who'll make me introduce what living is. I can do that...on my own way.

Every single day would be the same as it was before it, the next one after that. Start waking up, bathe, dine, thrive, eat, stay alive, wolf down, survive, eat, slumber, and repeat. To be honest, it's just like a cycle. That is all our lives will amount to, knowing that the majority of our civilization has either vanished or been contaminated. Is it really possible for me to live the rest of my life with simply Justine, Peter, Ricky, and Gigi? Or will we finally get weary of each other and leave? And, of course, I hope that doesn't happen, and that no one from our group is bitten or devoured alive. That all of us will survive to the end. I've lost my family, my coworkers, and hence the entir

Even a problem arouse in their life. Bo Ra’s friends… they didn’t ghost her like Min Kyu. They are with her in every problems. For their good doings. They will definitely lead a happy life. All the couples are living a happy life forever… Like her, we always face problems and solve it bravely. Don't just fall for a simple problem. We can solve it on our own. Let's all lead a happy life. THE END!!

"Though as entertaining this is, the affairs of the still living are none of my concern. You'll have to speak to my opposite; Life." "So how do I find Life?" I asked, and Death shrugged, twirling his scythe as if it were a baton. "No clue. I deal with matters of death." "...you're of no help, you know that?" "I've upheld my deal, so I think I've helped way more than necessary. I'm just glad I didn't go fishing for your soul. Otherwise, I would've declined." My jaw drops at his comment, and he shrugs, fading away.