Will Solace Angst Novels & Stories

"Carolyn, this is the seventy-sixth time you've said sorry to me since you saw me. I don't want your apologies, I want you to be healthy and happy." Carolyn covered her face with both hands, her shoulders shaking. "I can't be healthy anymore, I will rot and die, it's terrifying and disgusting. Angelo, I really can't find happiness, I have lost Carsen, I am not happy at all. But I can't selfishly burden him, he is so good, I don't want to drag him down. Angelo, after you help me fend them off, please don't bother with me anymore. I will find a sanatorium and live there until death comes."

On confirming who it was, he angrily turned back and exuded over his shoulder. " What are you doing here~ Please, leave; I don't want to talk to you and basically want to be alone." " But we really need to talk, Marvin~ We need to talk things over." Hansel insisted, trying to get him to reason with him but Marvin instantly outburst with rage as he furiously jerked to his feet, facing him in the process. His heart raced with a mixture of emotions: fear, anxiety, anger, shame and hopelessness all worked against him in a well orchestrated symphony.

I appreciated, calming my own self down. I swear to God, in all these years of my life, I've never been this nervous. But it was all Angel's doing. Eversince Angel came into my life, my heart has developed this unusual habit of beating fast, uncontrollably fast. I feel like I'm surrounding by certain feelings that I'm unable to shake off me. Everytime Angel is near me, I feel calm; at peace. She my solace. The solution to all my problems. The shine in her beautiful glassy blue eyes always seem to draw me in like whirlpool of emotions that flows in her. Her captivating innocence make me possessive about. It attracts me; the more I stare at her, the more I fall.

Thank you, baby," Cordelia expressed her gratitude, momentarily finding solace in their conversation. With a heavy sigh, Cordelia fell backward onto her bed as soon as she ended the call. The weight of her predicament crashed down upon her, threatening to suffocate her spirit. 'If I agree to work with McKayla, I'm going to lose David,' Cordelia thought, torn between her financial obligations and her love for David. 'But I have to pay my bills,' she muttered silently, her desperation echoing through her mind. Lost in her thoughts, Cordelia found herself drowning in despair. She cried bitterly, her hands running through her hair in a futile attempt to alleviate the mounting stress.

I’m really thankful, he said as he bowed his head. I bowed my head as a respond. “Gwaenchanhayo. Eongeubhaji masibsio. Jib-e anjeonhage gasibsio.” It’s okay. Don't mention it. Go home safe. Nobody’s Home by Avril Lavigne I couldn’t tell you why she felt that way She felt it everyday and I couldn’t help her I just watched her make the same mistakes again What's wrong, what's wrong now? Too many, too many problems

Sol smiles awkwardly, “Sorry, I just needed a quick word. I waited until you were finished.” She groans again, “Go to the lounge, I’ll find something to throw on. I’m not talking to you while I’m naked.” He nods and walks through the closed door. She sighs and looks at Ash and Kai, “I’m so sorry about this, it’s Sol, the God. He wants to talk to me. Apparently, he waited until we were finished.” She climbs over Ash and goes into her wardrobe. She throws on tracksuit bottoms and a baggy t-shirt, and goes to the lounge. “This had better be good, Sol. I’m not impressed. This is twice in two days for me you know?” He nods,

They collided, brothers slamming into each other, rage exploding like gunfire. Solene stumbled back, her pulse a drumbeat of chaos. Angelo’s voice cut through the violence. Calm. Cold. “Lock the gates. Let them tear each other apart.” Metal doors clanged shut. They were trapped together. And Solene finally understood this wasn’t a fight for power. It was a crucifixion. “Kill him,” Angelo repeated, his voice slick as oil. “One shot. End your brother, claim the girl, and the syndicate bends to your will.”

Standing there was the one who had been assigned to help them complete their mission in the woods. Getting silence, disgust rose in Malison's eyes, "you...?" A swirl of hatred and rage, right up to his eyes, making his vision cross. "Angela!" His harsh voice penetrated the heavy clouds, and suddenly, he felt his energy channel opening up, then a soothing tone filled his heart, dying down his anger, he paused, closing his eyes slowly, as Angela fell to the ground. A meditating mood took over.

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

"How could she? After all that has happened, she continued to lie, the wrong crowd? help? All lies! I was trying to cope with all the trauma you and your son of a bitch husband have put me through. I can feel my power radiating to my very bones. I will destroy you, Lucy. You have made my life a living hell and I am out to get you. I will not rest until all those who wronged me are justly suffering and miserable. I can feel hot tears streaming down my eyes. If I was only alive I would have done everything in my power to not be like her. She is manipulative, a liar, and a wretched woman. I felt a warm embrace enveloping me and when I look up it was Devon, kissing my forehead and whispering rea