Wings Of Shattered Sorrow Novels & Stories

“I’d die for you again.” Tears ran down my face, falling onto his skin. “No. No, you can’t. Not like this. Please.” His lips curved in the faintest smile. “Promise me you’ll live, Rory. Promise me you’ll fight.” “I can’t do it without you,” I sobbed. “You already can,” he breathed, eyes dancing. “You always could.” His hand slipped from mine. “No!” My scream tore through the ruins, my wings shaking wildly as power surged uncontrolled. The ground split. The walls shook. Shadows and light swirled upward like a storm ready to swallow the world.

Because a heart can only be broken so many times before it refuses to mend. A choking roar, like shattered dreams, tumbles from her as she falls from the sky. No longer a beast with wings, but a fragile, breakable woman. A woman who has lost her world and keeps fighting to have it back. With a whip of my tail, I make up my mind. From this moment forward there is no going back.

The heavy metal door gave way with a dull, echoing clack, and I shoved myself through, tumbling into the raw, unpainted concrete stairwell. I didn't walk down the steps; I practically threw myself down them. My vision was swimming with tears, blinded by the image of Mark’s hands digging into that woman’s narrow waist. Halfway down the second flight, my left heel caught on the rough nose of a concrete step. I went down hard, my knee slamming into the concrete edge with a sharp, sickening crack that sent a lightning bolt of white-hot agony straight up my thigh.

I waited a long time, but he just couldn't stop. Finally, I let myself lean gently against his shoulder and closed my eyes. "Dad…Mom… I'm sorry…" I could feel someone shaking me, but I couldn't open my eyes no matter how much I tried. "Open my eyes and look at me, Kate! Please don't do this! I'll take you home! I'll take you right now!" The moment he lifted me, my hand slipped down limp and weightless, like a puppet with its strings cut. Jason froze for a moment, his body trembling hard.

I sat under the big tree behind the library.It was the only place that still felt untouched by whispers and stares. The air was still, like the world paused just to watch me break. A soft breeze brushed my cheek, but it couldn’t dry the tears already falling. I buried my face in my palms and let the sobs escape. “I didn’t mean for it to get this far,” I whispered to myself, shaking my head. “I just... In fact,I had not enough reason to set her up badly.

“Ai!” “Raiden!” Hearing their screams of cries and desperation. The hourglass broke into pieces, sending them both farther away from each other, wherein their struggle and might do not do a single thing. Glass-like wings emerge from the back of them. With the prominent him that is pulled and now wrap by the immediate dark like tentacle hands. His wings formed into the intricate pattern of his own life, mana, identity, blood, origin, and memories. Shines into a mix of the shade of red and resembles the beauty of the sunset. She and the prominent her suck unto the void where her wings grow with its intricate mark and symbol of her life, man, blood, and memories. Resembling the starry night sky

With only one palm, I was able to make it tip and fall. The glasses shattered into a million pieces, shooting shards at all of us in the room. I didn't mind the pain as the wings lay flat on the ground. "Your master is back," I said with a menacing smile before extending my arms forward. The wings rose from the ground like it had a mind of its own before flying to my direction. I stared at it lovingly waiting for it to come.

My breath came out ragged, uneven. “Serena..... I whispered her name like a broken prayer. “Why....why are you doing this to me?” Images flashed in my mind, the years together, the home we built, the son we made, the life I ruined myself. Then her face the last time I saw her.....cold, angry, lost to me. “I’m losing everything,” I choked. “Everything.” Tears spilled before I could stop them, hot, humiliating, uncontrollable. I slammed my fist into the floor, but it didn’t dull the pain. It didn’t drown the truth.

"Mr. and Mrs. Fairfield, I'm sorry! I love Michelle with all my heart! I really hope that she can come back to me! I'm willing to exchange my life for hers! "What's the use of having a third-class merit? I just want Michelle to be back!"

She longed for the chance at motherhood that had been brutally taken from her. Vanessa stood frozen on the roadside, her legs weakened by the grief. She mustered the strength to walk to a nearby private bar, where she ordered a strong drink. As the alcohol flowed down her throat, she let her tears fall, remembering the day the doctor announced her pregnancy. Her joy didn’t even last up to twenty four hours. She felt hatred and anger toward Lucas and Eliana, who had pushed her that fateful night. With every sip, Vanessa's determination grew. She vowed to ruin Lucas and Eliana, to make them pay for their cruel actions. The fire of revenge burned brighter within her, fueling her determination t