Novel & Cerita Western Love Story

“How well do you know Western?” She smiled wistfully. “We grew up together in the village. Everyone used to tease us, calling us husband and wife. After I finished secondary school, I wanted to move to the city, but he said village life suited him. I left, and that’s when I met Desmond. We fell in love, and he... changed my life.” She glanced at Bella with a soft smile. “Western later became my assistant. He was loyal, or so I thought.” “Did he ever love you?” I asked carefully.

“I missed you.” “I missed you too,” I sighed, settling in with her in my arms, and enjoyed looking at the sunset through the window. The town of Fairfax was quiet now, no motorcycles roaring and no guns shooting. The war was won, and it had all been thanks to the small, beautiful female in my arms. My own little rouge wolf...

He smiled at me before he played with the cane in his hand. "If you only knew the reason from the very beginning and I knew you would not allow each other in this marriage." He said. Everything they say I couldn’t understand. It was like a poem that no matter how many times I read it I could not understand what it meant to me or what’s the meaning. He waved the cane on the thorn and then whistled. The black wolves stopped because of what he did. Some survivors of the fight even ran away to back to their boss. Belle suddenly exploded ice and they suddenly disappeared. She just left a mess that looked like it was snowing that night. We were all stunned especially at their sudden disappearance.

Ang ikalima ay Western-inspired – kahawig nito ang white palace sa Lord of the Rings at makikita sa loob ang mga characters sa Autopsy of Jane Doe, Saw, Wrong Turn, Insidious, Conjuring, Jack the Ripper, mga halimaw sa Resident Evil at iba pa. Ito ang location ng photoshoot para sa poster at ilang eksena ng movie ni Blue entitled “Scared to Love You”. Tungkol ito sa isang lalaking natakot nang magmahal at nagawang maka-move on sa nakakatuwa at nakakatakot na paraan sa tulong ng kaluluwa ng isang babaeng na-comatose kaso sumasapi sa katawan ng kanyang ex-girlfriend. Nang nakapasok na siya sa loob, he was breathless and panting.

Half a month later, in the middle of the night, my phone buzzed with a message. It was from Lex. [Audrey, I'm sorry.] I stared at it for a moment, then put the phone down. I didn't reply. Our story had ended long ago. I closed that chapter. From now on, our lives will go their own way—like two roads that'll never cross again.

To avoid confusion, every other West that wasn't from the Old West family in the capital usually carried a prefix or a qualifier – West of Barrington, West of Luthien, West-Moore, Westlake – something to make it clear they weren’t that West. So, when he was informed that a Mr. West was at their restaurant to dine, he was baffled. No West would dine in their restaurant, unless the person wasn't a true West, but West by marriage or long distance relative. That was why he sat in his office, watching Detroit and Adele carefully, trying to decipher who the man was. He saw that the man didn't order much, only for Adele, so he snorted, concluding that Detroit could only be a son-in-law of the West,

"Probably kicked back on some beach somewhere. Living easier than us." Then I raise my glass. Whiskey goes down like pouring into a well—just echoes at the bottom. From here on out, it's mountains and miles between us. I don't ask. I don't want to know.

500 years after the rest. Luna’s Heart had a name now. Not just Luna’s Heart. *Luna’s Bed*. Wolves would climb the hill and see it. Low. Pink. Resting on clouds. Sometimes it pulsed. Sometimes it was still. Always there. Travelers from the far West came. The ones who had forgotten everything. They saw Luna’s Bed and cried. “We thought the sky was angry,” they said. “It’s not angry,” Eli told them. He was old now. 600.

He nodded, waiting for his body to stop shaking so violently, he said, "I was going to take you to Mount Atardecer to watch the sunrise, but maybe I don't have a chance." "It's okay, it's no different here at Mount Atardecer, as long as you're by your side, it's the same anywhere where the sun rises." She sat beside him, she hugged his increasingly cold body. She suddenly wanted to hear León de Fuego, the God of Fire himself, tell his story, about the pain and resentment he had experienced. “God of Fire León de Fuego, can you tell me your story? I want to know what your life was like.”

The night went by so slowly, and it felt different. Tonight, for the umpteenth time, Leah had a fight with her mother. Elsewhere, Grace is feeling happy. She was looking at Althan's social media accounts to look for bar photos that Althan might have uploaded. In Grace's computer, Grace has saved dozens of photos of Althan which she looks at almost every night when she wants to sleep, she always imagines that one day Althan will say goodnight to her.