We're Not Meant To Be Novels & Stories

"He dare not try to touch me" "So what did he do?" Brian asked. Both always come clean with each other, they’re not just boyfriend and girlfriend, but gist-mates as well. "Do you know that imbecile ask me to marry him? He was like marry me, as if he knew before. He is an amoeba" "What should I do? Your beauty keeps charming people" "It’s all for you and no one else" Brian smiled. "Where’s James? I didn’t see him when I came" Chloe said.

“There’s this guy I like but he’s just all wrong for me. Or rather I’m all wrong for him. It would never actually work but... I really like him mom and it’s just depressing to have these feelings for someone who will never be mine.” Whatever she had expected Cheyenne to confess being in love wasn’t one of them. She hadn’t come out and admitted love but Rachel knew the look. Knew the look well. “If the two of you truly are meant to be together it will happen. Maybe not now but in time. You just have to keep the faith. If not then it’s just not mean to be. In time you will see why?” “I see now mom. I just don’t want to see it.” Cheyenne said.

"No matter how sweet it may taste, and the flawless perfection in its disguise, never hold your affection high and mighty— after all, WE creatures aren't always the same!" •••

he says and leaves Let’s talk about the last 8 months. The pregnancy wasn’t painful at all, which was good. I was just extra moody and Tylor wouldn’t even let me go pee alone. while the council had dismissed our case and we’re free to be, others were still not happy with our relationship and that we’ll be having Tribrid babies I just hope no harm Will come to our kids and we can leave happier ever after

I hate the word ‘meant to be’, what is meant to be? I wasn’t meant to be born if it weren’t for my parents going on a one-night stand and having a mistake who they would have aborted if it weren’t for their decision to love me. Decisions make our life work not a bloody ‘meant to be’.

I let go of Byron's hand and watched from the side with an indifferent expression. That ticket had cost us our entire savings—30 thousand dollars. And we'd waited three years for a shot at Centraford, where we'd finally be able to rise from being low-tier civilian werewolves to official Silvren Talons workers—registered, salaried, and numbered. If we missed this train, we'd be stuck forever in Sidersville, a chaotic melting pot, never able to enter the heart of the werewolf city-state. Without a ticket, we couldn't even step on the train. This made everyone anxious.

With that she stood up and left us behind. Am not a beast! Am not a wolf! Those words really hurt me so much. They were like a silver knife as been stubbed into my heart. Why does everyone think that werewolves are beasts!? Why? I blurted out trying to prevent the tears coming down from my eyes.

Not as warning. As witness. As hope. Because in the end, we weren’t meant to control the world. We were meant to become part of its song. And now, it sings. Not perfectly.

We seem to have gotten lost? "Not just lost. We are doomed" :-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:-*:‑X:‑X:‑X

AURORA- Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person.