Triste Realidad Novels & Stories

As soon as Glenn let go of her, she hurried to where the ground had sank, she did not want to consider it, even though every voice in her head screamed the words, a huge tragedy had never hit her and now it was happening in the worst way. May! May please answer me if you can hear me. She cried out her voice, her head was spinning and she felt like she was going to pass out at any moment, her heart was giving up to the sorrows that flooded in it, she couldn't scream or say a word so she sat there, weeping bitterly and feeling the huge half of her life being taken away. Glenn was in deep pain as well, as he cried out his eyes, he fell to his feet, embracing summer in his arms and she was incon

Theodore looks up “…What now?” And then Reality itself trembles Not breaking Not shifting Reacting To something approaching Something even all of this Wasn’t meant to awaken

And now, as Damon took a closer look at the five dead men, each man had letters branded on his forehead, R, I, MA, T, and UM. "Rape, Incest, Mate Abuse, Treachery, and Undeserved Murder." Holy shit. Damon was suddenly happy to be alive and unmarked; Karistus was BADASS. Of the thirteen wolves that had accompanied him on his run, five wolves were now dead, seven remained unconscious, but living and one had ascended to something different entirely. "Where is she heading now?" Knox looked off into the distance, noticing the weather changing as judgment roamed the earth once more.

"Don't get me wrong. When I said I wanted to sever all ties with you, it wasn't a threat or anything. I mean it." Dad clenched his fists in anger, and the disgust was evident in his eyes. "Alright then! Very well! Since that's what you want, then I'll grant you your wish! Laura Jackson, from this moment onwards, you're no longer a member of the Jackson family!" All the journalists present didn't expect things to turn out this way. They looked at each other in a daze. "Laura, why did you make such a wish?" "Are your parents or Lily mistreating you? The Jackson family is the richest family in the country. You did a good thing. Why are you punishing yourself by severing all ties with the Jackso

But reality had crushed those dreams, leaving her with the bitter truth that she was nothing more than an obligation to him. A small, bitter laugh escaped her lips, mingling with the tears streaming down her face. “Markus Moreno’s wife,” she muttered sarcastically, her voice breaking. “What a joke. How can I even call myself that when he doesn’t even want me in his life? When I’m nothing but an unwanted guest in this house?”

Sara voice thickens and jaw clenches at the same time. Trisha gives her a weak smile. "It's not his fault." "Whose fault is it then that you are like this?" "It's mine." She sighs and leaves the glass in the sink before turning to lean against it. "I was deluded enough to think that my life could be a beautiful fairy tale. I just realised that life is just an ugly bitch. I was just too late." She laughs sadly and the lines of concern of Sara forehead deepen. She moves closer to Trisha perhaps instinctively.

Randall asked, holding him but he slammed his hand down. “Fuck! Fuck!” Cursing, tears glistening in his eyes, feeling utterly powerless. Hating himself for not using his cognition before. “Tristan, please don’t scare us. Tell us what the hell is happening.” Ruth called, worried to find Tristan broke like this. Sniffling, he looked back at Katastrofi, wiping his eyes, explaining with trembling lips. “Before us is… Katastrofi the Destroyer... Our one young mistake brought him to this world. I told you guys to not go there! I told you it’s dangerous. We are doomed now!” He yelled at them with a tear rolling down.

"Please, Vanya." "I don't want you to see how miserable I am," I replied, the tears falling all over again. "Miserable?" I could envision him shaking his head. "You're not miserable Vanya. You've been in the dark all through your life and now you've come into the light. This is not being miserable, it's reality..." I sniffled, covering my mouth with my hands as I shook violently as the sobs came. I let it out triggering serious worry in Tristan. He banged hard at the door.

Precious last words re-echoed in her ears. Those fingers that threw papers on her had completely gone cold and lifeless. Those eyes that burned with anger when she spoke to her had closed forever; forever into forever. Those lips that always glowed with lipsticks had looked pale and lifeless... "Team leader," Christabel sobbed. "Rest in peace. I don't how things turned like this. I don't know my courage in face of all these adversities. I am scared, tired, sad, scared, scarred and scared. I don't know what to do, What my future holds, when I will be happy! I am fed up with this damn life! This damn world where happiness is not a feeling of option for me and my family. God, I have suffered en

“But it wasn’t what I thought it was. I was just imagining it, and I almost killed my brother because of my inability to determine what’s real and not. What’s wrong with me?” Nothing. “You know what my mom said right before she…” I couldn’t finish that thought. I abandoned that idea. “She said I wasn’t a Foreseer. And that we weren’t actually imprinted, and it was all a trick.” That time, Nathan growled, but I ignored it. “And I don’t know if she’s right or not. My reality seems to be all mixed up right now, and there is no way for me to know what's real and what isn’t. What am I supposed to do?”