The Long Song Novel Novels & Stories

I needed Ang. I pick up of my phone and dial her number. She does not pick up on the first few tries and I am about throw my phone away when I hear the ringtone that she had specifically placed in my phone for herself. Any guesses on the song? It was Man eater by Nelly Furtado...don't ask me why she picked it I press the green button and raise it to ears. "Hello?"

Miranda was distorted. She wished for nothing more than for things to return to normal after the misfortune that took place seven years ago. It’s a shame that her life will now be filled with loneliness. But she has to be strong and accept her fate. And with that in mind, she went to work. She worked at Little Stars Orphanage in Bluestone Valley. Her uncle used to own this place, but she has taken over the management post his death.

All I wanted was to relax before starting my new life. I went on a short trip with my friend, and when I came back a few days later, I realized my email inbox was nearly full. When I opened it, I found that every message was from Samantha. Since I had blocked her everywhere else, she had apparently been forced to use an old email account she had not touched in years. I clicked on one at random and saw a document attached. It was a long apology letter from Samantha. The writing was childish and almost laughable, full of shallow regrets and empty promises that did nothing to move me.

I stammered. "Yeah." "When?" "Second year." I tried hard to think back to my sophomore year. Back then, I think I was completely obsessed with a fictional couple back then. Completely unhinged about it. I basically lived in the library, devouring fanfiction day and night. The real world barely existed to me. "I really don't remember." "I know," Charlie said calmly, "you only had eyes for your novels." I was speechless. "Later, I heard you were getting close to a senior, so I gave up."

As soon as he spotted her, he hurried forward. Selene's gaze lingered on the bottle. "What's this?" Fenric answered, "It's a warming tonic. You stayed in the dungeon for far too long." His eyes shone brightly. Those weren't the eyes of a wolf; more like those of a loyal puppy. Selene accepted the bottle and drank it all without a word. "What did you talk about inside?" Fenric asked. Since the time Selene brought Fenric back from the beast pit, this was the longest they had been apart. Fenric had overheard the maids say that she favored beautiful men. And Zirion was strikingly beautiful…

Philip, a long-haul truck driver, was often away from home, leaving me feeling lonely and unfulfilled. It might sound improper, but I couldn't help it. There was a craving inside me that longed to be satisfied, and it had only intensified over time. The way men looked at me when I was out in public made me feel a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration, adding fuel to my restless thoughts. My daily life was simple. After my parents passed away, they left me a three-story house, and I earned enough from renting it out to live comfortably without needing a job. But with so much free time, my thoughts often wandered, and that longing became impossible to ignore.

Chapter 117: Song In the boundless expanse of the cosmos, Isabella and Luca found themselves in a chapter that resonated with the essence of creation. They stood together, their souls intertwined, as they became attuned to the eternal song—a symphony that echoed through the cosmos, carrying the harmonies of love, wisdom, and divine purpose.

Molly glanced at Karina, whose cheeks were rosy and looked completely unharmed. She immediately lost her temper. The two started shouting at each other. Lying on the gurney, I found that my heart was already too numb from pain. Maxwell, we'd been married for seven years. Couldn't we just part peacefully? Did I have to lose our child and my life too? Suddenly, his shadow loomed over me. He strode forward and said, "Alright, since none of you believe me, let's find out whether the knife pierced her stomach or a fake blood pack!"

"Don't be so moody all the time. Look at Rose—she just got here and she's already handling everything. You need to learn to stand on your own two feet." Stand on my own. I picked up the bowl beside me—cold soup, brewed with silverleaf. Bitter enough to numb my tongue. Logan used to make this for me. He knew I couldn't take the bitterness, so he'd always stir in three spoonfuls of honey. Tonight's bowl? Not a single grain of sugar. I set it down and stood. "I'm going to bed." Behind me, the fire crackled. Derek laughed. Logan told Rose, "Don't eat too much spice—bad for your throat." No one called after me.

Her mind reminiscing the day she vomited a lot and Clench was the one who cleaned her mess. Her heart weakens. She can not control her emotions again. She feels like heaven and earth fells into her. She's lonely and sad. She clearly predicting that he won't show up. So, she left, but before that, she always leaves a letter with a date on the edge of the paper, saying : "Dear Clench, I madly miss you, please come home. This room is all empty without you. Love, Ylisha