Wish You Were Mine Songs Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I'm good, and you?" "Doing great, just started my life all over, it's good to move forward after all." She looked to the camera and smiled, waving and posing, taking as many shots as possible. "I hear you're a jinx, on your first night your husband was taken away, what an unfortunate event." She said with a laugh.

She felt like she had gotten herself into a big mess that she couldn't escape from. "I wish I never took the contract, I wish I gave up after they refused, I was too greedy, what did I need it for? Nothing just to get bigger that's all and now I'm in a situation that haunts me daily, " Kloe lamented while her driver listened silently.

Done pushing over half of the needle into the finger, I retrieved my phone from my back pocket, tapped the screen several times and held it up to him as Cinnamon girl by Lana Del Ray started playing. "Who the hell fancies this kind of music?" I asked with a small frown, staring at the screen. "For two weeks, this has been her favorite. Sometimes, she sheds a damn tear while singing along. At first," I shoved the phone back into my pocket. "I almost lost my mind thinking the song caused her pain. Then I discovered the tears were because she fucking enjoyed it. How does anyone fancy such songs?" Dubrov's wide-eyed stare screamed of disbelief, as though he were trying to decide if I was derange

“Like you give two fucks about me.” “You’re my wife Tara of course I care about you and I’m not leaving you out here to wander around in a damn field in the rain now come on.” “Cut the bullshit Gio, we both know just how you feel about me you made it crystal clear. Trust me I have no damn delusions on that. I can find my own damn way back to the fucking hotel and then I’m taking my ass home. I don’t need you or your toxic bullshit.” he grabbed my wrist forcing me to stop my aimless march through the rain.

She was supposed to talk back to the bad thoughts. You are a good person. You do deserve all the good things. You never asked for anything bad to happen. You worked hard to get better. You are not a whore. You are not a Junkie. You deserve to be happy…

THE END OF (YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND) First, thank you. Thank you for picking up my novel, (YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND). Thank you for opening the first chapter when you didn’t know me. Thank you for opening the second, and the tenth, and the one-hundredth, when life was busy and your time was precious. In a world full of noise, distractions, and endless choices, you chose to sit with my words. That means more to me than I can ever fit into one letter, but I’m going to try my best anyway.

CHAPTER 7 Louela Jane The soft yet steady beat of the drums blended beautifully with the gentle strumming of Ivan’s guitar. As the melody filled the air, Luna took a deep breath and sang the first verse of My Wish by Rascal Flatts. “I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow, And each road leads you where you wanna go...”

I wish everything gonna be alright soon To Be Continued

‘I wish it were you. _____________

I tried to dance to the sad heartbroken songs. You're everything I thought you never were And nothing like I thought you could've been But still you live inside of me So tell me, how is that? You're the only one I wish I could forget .The only one I love to not forgive And though you break my heart You're the only one On the realization, it wasn't soothing me at all.I removed the t-shirt I was wearing and limped to Marcus room. I removed the bandage and waited for the bathtub to be filled with water. As soon as it was full, I got in still listening to my sad songs and began gulping down the bottle of wine... ****