Until I Fall Away Gin Blossoms Novels & Stories

No matter how far we are apart Please believe in those words I gave you Singing in the rain The raindrop is shining beautifully The moment when all the sadness is washed away The world will come alive Please come the tender rain Even if one day this scenery withers away The overwhelming emotion will still continue to pour into your eyes I want to connect our hearts I want to feel your pain When you wake up, on the soaked ground The buds are blooming It’s a tender rain May this song reach your side? No matter how far we are apart Please believe in those words I gave you Singing in the rain The raindrop is shining beautifully The moment when all the sadness is washed away

She aksed him who was had lost all his words. "Why I am here? Why I am here? Oh yeah, I came to take you to that bosom.... No, no ...I am not talking about your bosom.... It's blossom.... Cherry blossom. Cherry blossom season and...." "First, stop staring at my chest." Giselle put her hand to cover the area which made Hyun lose his mind. "Second, I could not understand what you are talking about." Hyun licked his dry lips and lool away from her.

every moment, every suffocating breath of anguish, had all been part of the cold, precise setup laid out by Jessica and her mother. The world had suddenly fallen silent. The sharp smell of disinfectant in the corridor had vanished, and the distant murmur of the nurses' station had disappeared. Only the roar of his own blood rushing in his ears had remained, pounding so loudly that his head had buzzed, his stomach churning violently. A strong metallic taste had surged up his throat, only to be forcefully swallowed back down. "James, what are you doing standing here? Why aren't you going in?" When Sophia had walked over carrying a pile of medicine, she had seen her son frozen in front of Jessi

Once he no longer had investment value to them, they kicked him aside without hesitation—Whitney included. He stood there like a complete fool, in the shadows outside the brilliance of the party. The IPO he had fought so hard for, the carefully calculated marriage alliance, and the sacrifices he had made for his so-called success were all an illusion. The moment he lost his usefulness, all the previous splendor and warmth vanished into nothingness. He remained there, frozen like a statue, watching the party rise and fall and guests leave satisfied. Deep into the night, after the noise had faded, Whitney stepped outside to see Calum off. A lingering smile remained on her face as she prepared

The Alpha chuckles “Jaz how about you come down and stop confusing your Mate” my bata and I look at one another then at my sister and we are all perplexed. I look at the Alpha “Alpha?” “Alpha Jax” “Alpha Jax, what doe you mean Mate??” the next this I know I smell apples and Carmel and a hit of chocolate, but I don’t know where the smell is coming from. Where is she… “Jaz please stop confusing the poor guy and let him see you.” I hear a giggle but the smell is getting stronger and I’m still standing in the same stop looking all around and I hear rose gigging and I hear them all laughing “what is so funny???” I’m asking while looking at the three of them and I end on rose and she points funny

🩷 ✨ The garden fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the distant rustle of leaves and the soft sound of Aradhya's steadying breath. The oleander flowers continued their silent vigil, their pale petals catching fragments of moonlight like scattered tears frozen in time. Avyaan remained crouched before her, his presence both commanding and strangely comforting in the darkness that surrounded them.

“You gave it shape.” “I tried. But silence isn’t shape. It’s... invitation.” “To what?” Mira turned. “To listen beyond the shape of language. To love something that never returns the way you expect.” Then she was gone. And Ari awoke with tears on her fingers. It was in a quiet northern outpost a village called Hailpost, once known for its crystal-ice resonance that the first full Bloomfall occurred. Not a death. Not a collapse. A settling. The bloom there, once tall as a forest spire, curled inward like a fern folding in sleep. Its light dimmed not into shadow, but into absence.

The sheer absurdity of it all made my stomach churn. I took a big gulp of the iced Americano beside me to relieve the tightness in my throat. ‘It’s over,’ I told myself. Our paths had diverged for good. Unfortunately, Simon did not think of it that way. Early the next morning, my phone vibrated nonstop. I received one WhatsApp notification after another. The first message read, [Irina, it’s me.] Then, he continued, [Pick up the phone. We need to talk.] The next sounded more like a plea. [I’m sorry. I was wrong.]

he told me and then he was gone and left me alone with the ghost of a woman I had loved. I stumbled out of the room and made my way down the winding stone stairs until I reached the garden where the lemon trees were sagging under the weight of the salt air and I found the small wooden cabinet hidden behind a statue of a weeping angel. I ripped the door open and grabbed a handful of the glass vials and I didn't even use a syringe but I just smashed the top off one and swallowed the liquid because I needed the burning to stop.

Tonight was the night he was going to try and test this woman and if finds a reaction or anything, he’s decided to keep the act going. “Good evening,” he smiled at Sei, tapping the seat beside him. Rojean’s eyebrows furrowed before taking a seat beside him but at least a person apart. ‘Maybe he just looks really intimidating, what do you call it? A resting bitch face?’ she swore if he had an expressionless face on, she wouldn’t or could not tell if she was mad or his face was just like that. “Aww, distant again. That’s too bad.” he pretended to pout before taking the bottle of wine and pouring some on her glass. “How are you, Sei?”