This Life I Live Book Novels & Stories

he corrected, his tone low, teasing. And there, in the quiet of our living room—kids asleep, stars glimmering faintly through the curtains—I realized something that made my chest ache in the most beautiful way. We weren’t just surviving anymore. We were living. END OF CHAPTER 122

After Dunley had had a few drinks down his gullet, inspiration struck him right away, prompting him to recite a poem loudly on the spot. "From our ranks the storm and cloud unfurled; one step taken into the martial world, and time like wind drives every boy to man. Empire and power? A laugh, a passing plan. For life itself is but a drunken blur, a fleeting dream no heart can hold for sure.

Honestly, that was probably the single most normal, decent piece of data he had shared with us in recent memory. We both let out a genuine laugh, shaking our heads at his textbook delivery. We knew the brief window of interaction had officially closed the moment his gaze dropped right back to the pages of his book, effectively blocking out our presence and the entire outside world with terrifying ease. There were moments when I was incredibly jealous of his ability to just switch off reality at will. I forced a massive, theatrical smile onto my face and spoke to the remaining passengers. "Alright, team. Let's go introduce ourselves to the place we’re calling home for the next six months."

“What about me I will have the Jared, you and our friends and now thanks to you the support of my pack. If you can feel whole again after losing your mate then I can too.” A humourless laugh escapes my lips “I haven’t felt whole since he has been gone. I feel an emptiness. I just don’t want that for you.” She engulfs me in her arms, ‘Oh Liv I never knew you felt like that since you woke up.” I don’t correct her to let her know the he I was talking about was not her brother. She pulls away and holds me at arms length. “I need this Live but if you're not ready to face him then I can wait.”

She gave me a tired look. “ That is why we are craving for a home. I use to think we're existing because we are here to live and die later. But I realized, living while dying is possible. No one seems to understand us the way we understand ourselves. It's crazy to think we can give comforts to others we wish we could give to ourselves.”

I closed my eyes that moment, feeling his cold icy breath resting on my face, thinking he was like a dead guy whose ghost still lingers on this earth, and was here to disturb my slumber. And came along with my painful memories, were like books with chapters, deep and horrible, and the suffering I wanted to end. I recall how my body jarred with each blow, how the pain seared through my skin, and took away every feeling of safety I ever had. I vaguely remembered my childhood, my family with me, but my longing to journey to succeed, my dreams to be recognized, to get out of my miserable life burned in my heart like a tattoo. "I desire to have a voice. The most beautiful singing voice."

She had been naive enough to believe all these other deceased men had gone to somewhere like New York, or maybe San Francisco, and had started a better life. Lani felt stupid as she recalled all the times she'd called Alistar Raven in hopes his new wife would pick up the phone and ask why some random girl was calling her husband. She'd hoped she'd hear the sounds of a little one crying or laughing in the background... She'd prayed for a better life for him, and for what? He was already dead. "How could you?" she voiced, slowly turning toward Jax and Isabella. "Lani, what're you talking about, nina?" Isabella replied, crossing her arms and raising her brows.

They were in the dark, never knowing that no one would visit them again. So, they keep to the old homestead, waiting for their eldest daughter forever. However, I had broken free from the family that bled me dry. My career was on fire, with my brand's advertising hitting TriView Media airwaves. With my devoted husband and in-laws who loved me as their own by my side, I was set. I was truly satisfied with my life. I turned from a speck of dust into a shining gem. I earned all the glory and joy.

"Keith, we were wrong for things we did to Sandra. We've done so many things that hurt her. If you see her, you must tell her to contact us." "Mr. and Mrs. Hudson, Sandra has always been well-behaved and sensible. I believe she'll definitely understand your situation." Keith said that not only to Mike and Irene, but to himself too. Perhaps Sandra was just throwing a tantrum. … Sandra had settled down and gotten used to her new life. Except for the weather being freezing and needing to wear layers upon layers of clothing while collecting samples outdoors, her life was wonderful. She finally found the familiar image she saw earlier. He was the man who splashed water all over her with his car t

But despite being a human, I meant less to them than their pet. Why should I compare myself to their pet? To them, I was nothing more but a gofer. I wasn't part of their family. I laughed self-deprecatingly. Then, I took a taxi and left the place I'd been living in for the past two years. I, Heidi Talbot, was finally free! But my days were nearing its end. I went to a hotel and booked a room. After turning off my phone, I slept. For the first time in two years, I could finally sleep to my heart's content. I didn't have to wake up early to wait on Ethan.