Without You By Del James Novelas e Histórias

*songs* Cadmium- Ghost James Bay- Us Illenium- Crawl outta love ****** "Scott never comes to any family function or stuffs like these" Danielle shook her head while still looking at Scott through the window. I stared at him too and now he was just looking around. David was still talking but with someone else that joined them. Scott looked terribly bored. "Why? Why doesn't he come?" I ask.

I’ll finish the game first and come to the hospital later. The call disconnected. Each beep felt like something inside me breaking. When no one loves you, even dying wouldn’t matter to anyone. By the time I left the hospital, it was already evening. I called Ronan, wanting to talk about the divorce. He didn’t answer. Then suddenly my phone flooded with notifications from a group chat. I opened it. Brynn had posted a video. Ronan was at a karaoke bar named Nocturne, singing a love song to her.

I could hardly keep the look of repulsion off my face as I glanced at her, retorting, "Go wherever you want. Only a fool like Jonah would be so desperate to be your lap dog. Do you really think anyone else gives a damn about you? "Throughout these years, you've gotten quite a lot by latching onto the Alstons, haven't you? How much money did Jonah give you to fund your studies abroad? Sure, you may be touted as an up-and-coming artist now, but you know how flimsy that title is, don't you?"

Hamein tum se Pyar kitna ye hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahin sakte tumhaare bina Suna gham judaai ka uthaate hain log Jaane Zindagi kaise bitaate hain log Din bhi yahaan to lage baras ke samaan Hume intezaar kitna yeh hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahi sakte tumhaare bina Tumhein koi aur dekhe to jaltaa hai dil badi mushkilon se phir sambhalta hai dil kya kya jatan karte hain tumhein kya pataa Ye dil beqaraar kitna ye hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahi sakte tumhaare bina I just could not stop the colour that crept into my cheeks.

Two years into my marriage with Luca Mancini, I'd gotten used to waiting. Wait until the accounts were settled—then he'd take me on our honeymoon. Wait until the family meeting was over—then he'd celebrate our anniversary with me. Wait until his men were taken care of—then he'd call the private doctor to see me. I knew how hard it was to sit in the Don's seat, so I never cried or made a scene about it. I even took half the work off his shoulders without being asked. Because of my patience and all the times I stepped back, things between us finally softened. When he was exhausted, he'd lean his head on my shoulder, kiss my forehead, and say: "My Donna, once this busy season is over, I promise

To force the golden bachelor of Morrisey City's high society into marrying me, I once staked my very life as the price. I rammed my car into the one carrying him and his first love as they tried to elope, and I forced her to give up Wade Grant to me. He drove a shard of broken glass through my palm and swore he'd make me wish I were dead once I became his wife. On our wedding night, Wade hung me from the balcony railing with his necktie and forced me to kneel before his first love—the same woman who'd once tried to jump from a rooftop—and beg her forgiveness. I pulled the pin from my hair and drove it through his shoulder, laughing that he was a worthless man who couldn't even protect th

James was thrilled to hear her sulking whine tone, but he still had to restrain himself from looking even more cheesy. "Candy, I didn't break my promise. I'll clear your debt, I promise." "Then we should be back tomorrow." "Yeah, I know, but… um… I have some business in New York. I have to leave tomorrow. If you want to accompany me, I will get you whatever you want!" said James trying to persuade Delilah. Delilah shook her head vigorously with her adorable pouting lips. James scoffed annoyingly at her rejection. James was so complicated that he could not bribe Delilah with money.

All those moments I'd held dear for seven years. I've learned that when heartbreak reaches its peak, the pain in your chest goes numb. All that's left is a hollow, bone-deep emptiness. I turned calmly and walked away with my suitcase. My phone buzzed. It was a message from the wedding planner. [Mr. Duggan, Miss Clayman just confirmed the removal of the photo wall. Also, the vows have been revised with Dylan's input. Are you still certain you want to cancel the wedding?] I stared at the screen, then smiled faintly. I typed back: [Yes.]

I walked towards my dorm. Every now and then I stretch my stiff muscles because I am tired of working to help the nurse all day. It's been two weeks I haven't gone to campus. The reason is simple, I'm not in a good mood to study. Crazy indeed. .yeah, let's just call me crazy Ella. I chose to spend my time in the monastery -- helping out whatever I could to the nuns, no matter how broken my bones were. Super Junior's No Other is ringing loudly on my cell phone. .Yes, I just changed my ringing tone, it's still Super Junior's song to cheer me up.

Lucas said, passing me another shot glass. "Are you sure?" I looked at him skeptically. "Absolutely, drink up," He said. The music enveloped us as the DJ cued up "She Knows" by Ne-Yo and Juicy J, echoing throughout the room and capturing our attention. I turned to Izzy and Emma, and they mirrored my expression as the familiar intro played. Emma's eyes lit up, clearly already a bit tipsy, and without warning, she grabbed our hands, dragging us towards the dance floor, leaving the guys behind. I was sure they'd eventually join us.