Will Solace Angst Novels & Stories

I fell asleep and the sun peeking through the shutters woke me up . "Hey babe . I am so sorry about yesterday , and my mother ." " what time is it ?" I wasn't in any mood to discuss yesterday. My body felt weak and for the first time in a long time I felt like puking . "Cleo don't do that." " what?" Angelo leaned down to kiss my forehead . "I love you ." "I love you too Blue ." "I am trying to apologize." I untangled myself from his arms and stood up " You had no control over what happened. Your mother is mentally sick . "

Angelo turned his head at the fastest speed but he underestimated the other party's power to quickly hide from him when he noticed Angelo's head turn. The unpleasant feeling that Angelo was feeling a while ago dispersed without a trace but the heated gaze that seemed to bore a hole a while ago remained. He frowned even more, his beautiful face distorted as time passed by. When Angelo was feeling unpleasant and bitter in his heart, a sudden pat in his shoulder make his back straight and stared vigilantly at the person who just pat his shoulders without any permission, a complete stranger dared to make intimacy with him when he was distracted, it was normal for Angelo to feel vigilant and it w

Hearing Anga's explanation made Anyelir understand that actually Angga only needs attention, and Angga needs a psychiatrist to get rid of his trauma and problems. With that temperament, Anyelir thinks that all Angga does is just fortify him. himself, even though what Angga did was wrong. Carnations also feel Feeling sorry for what happened to Anga, Anyelir hopes that she will be close to him. I hope he can help Angga little by little and reduce his burden.

"Ms. Solace, when did you arrive?" With a smirk, she answered, "I arrived when you said you made 300 million." Macsen nearly burst into tears. "Ms. Solace, I find it challenging to carry on with my business. I even had plans to sell the store. I'm so worried that my skin has become worse. I finally made some money and planned to get a Thermage treatment to tighten my skin. You must leave me some, or I'll kill myself in front of you."

My fists tightened into balls, and my jaw clenched hard. A vortex of anger twirled inside of me as I watched Solange jump to her feet as if she was about to challenge me. “Is she talking to us?” She was doing that thing where it was as if I was invisible, knowing it pissed me off. “Maybe she is talking to herself. You know she is a crazy bitch.” Tessa backed her up. A shrill sound of mocking laughter filled the air. My hands twitched at my sides, itching to strike both of their faces as anger swelled in me like lava.

Half-conscious, I caught the sharp scent of alcohol and felt someone fumbling with my clothes. As I struggled to resist, Lucas—drunk beyond reason—grew irritated. "Oh? Playing the chaste woman now?" he sneered. "Weren’t you desperate to carry my child before? Now that I’m giving you the chance, you’re acting all coy. What’s that supposed to mean?" His words sent a shiver down my spine. Anger surged through me, and before I could stop myself, I slapped him across the face. "Lucas Kingston! I just had a miscarriage!" My voice trembled with fury. "The doctor said I need rest—there’s no way I can go through this right now!"

I gritted my heart in anger. She kissed my forehead. “I know how scared you are right now, but no matter how scary it is, someone up there has already made a path for your tomorrow. All you need is to be brave to step forward. When we are hurting, it is difficult to hear what our heart is saying. Listen to your heart. Don’t be too sad or angry; you might miss the sign, Angela.” “All I want is to see my husband, Sister Grace,” I cried angrily, not understanding her. “Sky’s not dead,” I began sobbing. “He’s coming home. He promised me!”

“This is insane. My first instinct is to leave here and never come back. Yet we’re talking about exploring whatever is under here. Is it wise to do this? Or are we making things worse by doing this?” “My first instinct is to agree with you and get out of here before something extremely ominous bears down on us. However, nothing will change if we don’t do something, and my next instinct tells me from my years of study that my first instinct is being manipulated. I hate being led around like a bull being pulled by its nose ring.” Angelica stated crossly to April. April knew Angelica was angry with the situation and not her. This place was affecting everyone in one way or another.

My parents are- A sudden strike of excruciating pain shot through my chest once again, making me collapse on my knees and heave like a granny with asthma. Fuck! Not again! My thin arms lightly trembled as I weakly tried to push myself back up, only to no effect, once again finding myself in a very vulnerable moment. UGH, DAMN YOU AZRAEL AND YOUR STUPID, CLINGY ANNOYING GRACE! I angrily shouted in my mind, in that specific moment imagining myself with my hands around his neck, strangling the hell out of him. Why can’t it just...stop? Why? Why do I keep feeling like this?

She noticed some strangers sitting across the room watching her, so Gwen rose and introduced herself to them. "We know who you are, Ms. Anderson," replied an older lady. "We're Angela Walker's brother and sister. I'm Roberta and this is Edward. Angela has spoken about you on numerous occasions. At Christmas she made us watch some videos of you and your remarkable boyfriend. We thought she was a bit overenthusiastic, shall I say? After hearing and seeing what you and Steve Hammer accomplished today, I realize that Angela had every right to be excited and proud. She told us all about the Inauguration and how much she enjoyed it. We're pleased that she had that opportunity. Can you give us some