We Will Never Walk Alone Novels & Stories

Ron was only trying hard holding back her tears but her old feeble hand couldn't help but tremble as she patted her head. "Stay safe. The central city is not as bright as it seems. In the dark there are always predators waiting for prey. One weakness and then its game over for the weak." Mr. Ron who had seen the darkness of city could only warn the youngster before him. "I will take care of myself and I will call you whenever I can." The bus had already arrived. Mina carried her two bags and before climbing on the bus hugged both of them tightly and warmly. "You two please take care of yourselves."

“Graham, I love snowmen, and yes, I’ll be your girlfriend.” [The End]

"Vivienne... you're even giving this back?" It was the necklace he'd given me the day he pulled me out of the slums. Back then, Stanley had told me, "Vivienne, you're the purest girl in the world. You're no less than anyone." That necklace had been with me through the longest, ugliest years. Even at the end of my last life, I'd never let it go. Now, I handed it back—along with every shred of love, hate, and regret we'd ever shared.

They made them the best versions of themselves. They'd been through so much but instead of letting that negatively affect them, they'd chosen to let it transcend and humble them. It had been just the two of them pretty much since he was born. They'd struggled but they'd somehow made it through. They were Kayla's biggest motivation that things do get better. Because of them, Kayla had hope again. She didn't know how but she knew she was going to be ok. Because for the first time in a while, she had not one but three people who cared deeply for her and would give a lot to make sure she was ok.

“We’re not just fighting for ourselves; we’re fighting for our future. Together, we will reclaim what is ours.” The roar of approval that follows is deafening, a wave of sound that crashes over me and sends chills racing down my spine. I can’t help but join in, my voice rising with the chorus of our warriors. We are united, a force that cannot be broken, and the sense of camaraderie swells around us like an unyielding tide.

"You chose to do those things. I didn't make you. Even without your sacrifices, Freyluxe Group would still be strong." Julia's laughter turned into sobs and then back into laughter. She shook her head at me, asking, "Sophia, can you believe this is the guy we've been fighting over for years? He's nothing but trash. We both got hurt while he just moved on to love others. Charles, you'll get what's coming to you." With a heavy heart, Julia walked away. Brandon stood by my side, ready to leave with me. "You're not going anywhere," Charles said, blocking my path.

Although, I know you wish I would. And I promise that when we are old and gray, we will look back on our lives together and we have no regrets. ...From this day forward, you will never walk alone."

"I'm coming right now. Wait for me. Don't move. Don't do anything. I'm here. I'm on my way. Stay where you are. I'll find you. I'll take you. I'll bring you home. I'll keep you safe. I'll protect you. I'll hold you. I won't let you fall. I won't let you leave. I won't let you run. I won't let you be afraid. I won't let you doubt. I won't let you be alone. Never. Never again. Never alone again. Never abandoned again. Never forgotten again. Never. Never. Never." I stay there, under the falling snow, on this street I'm not looking at, in front of this police station I don't see, with this phone I don't feel, with this voice I hear, that I will always hear, telling me that I am not alone, that I

"You've got it all wrong. It's not 'we'. It's 'me'." Rhett's face went stiff, and he glanced down at the energy that was then coursing through him.

"Well do it again." "We are going. We are adults. We have to learn to navigate the world and see things at some point, why not start now? You heard Mira, we will be super cautious. We promise. We'll talk constantly. You can call or text us anytime, but we are adults and we are going. It's not questionable. We just wanted to tell you guys up front before we went anywhere so you would not worry." The parents exchange looks now, and I reach over Ore to clasp Chey's hand in support. "I wish I could go..." Ore whines. My heart sinks a little, feeling guilty. Ore feels like a brother to me, and a bit like my own child at times. I love him.