You Will Always Be My Favorite What If Novels & Stories

All I did was think. I thought that what if he had actually loved me, not Isla? I would have made him so happy, and he would have made my life worth living. He was my solace, and I would be his heartbeat. All the things that Isla received, all the times that he made her smile, it would have occured with me. I would still be dancing with him all the time. I would still have my hair in the natural brown waves. I would have a career of my own, the one that I deserved. I would have been free of all the alcohol that my body has consumed. I would have been me.

you are hard and the egg is hard bwahaha. "Oh, right let's go! I'll cook for you my princess." Oh, my best friend is so sweet, I wish he was like this-- wait, why am I always saying that I wish Ken was like this, I wish Ken was like this... eh?

I replied. If only we could live forever, it would be nice to feel like having a friend like Freeda. If we were just immortal, it would feel good.

He said it with so much conviction. “You think? What if he had gotten to me first? You think there would still be a chance for the both of us?”. I had never thought about that before, but I knew things would have panned out differently if Altair had gotten a hold of me before he did in Dark Valley. “Yes, there will still be a chance”. He said as a matter of fact. “Have you heard of the word given fate?”. He continued, staring softly into my eyes, but I shook my head.

As hard as this is, it's for the best. No matter where I am in this world, I'll always love Kate. She'll always be my only one. Even if it means I'll die slowly or wallow in regret at the possibilities of how things would've turned out to be of I actually said something....

If Edith and Christopher hadn’t saved me, I honestly don’t think I would be as lucky as I am now, and I definitely would not have ended up meeting the White Howlers since they were so far away. What were the odds, huh? That I would end up closer to the person that Moon Goddess dubbed as my other half? If I hadn’t gone here, would it have been possible Zane would somehow find himself where I would be instead? These were questions I definitely didn’t have the answer to, and kind of silly and pointless to think about, but at the same time you can’t help but just wonder all the what ifs… I let out a deep breath and tilted my head up at the sky.

My breath faltered. He looked straight at me, letting me see everything he was feeling, the grief, the longing and the pain in his expression. “If we had met earlier, like really met, would things have been different?” he asked. I stared at him. “Maybe...” All of our almosts, our missed chances. Our what if’s. “Yes.” I whispered finally. “I think everything would have been different. But everything would have been different too. If we’d met sooner, I’m not sure we’d be meeting as who we are now...” I remind him.

River hates you for doing this to his best friend. Spencer hates you for doing this to his best friend. Blake hates you for doing this to his best friend. The what ifs are the worst, the possibility of each of them is enough to make me want to run away. Each question, with a possibility of being true. And that is enough for me to hide. What if Zac never wakes up? What if everyone leaves you? What if he rejects you? What if? My thoughts ran across with no stopping. I don't want it to stop. I was wrong in this and I knew it, but I didn't want to do anything about it.

I whispered and kissed Samuel’s forehead before getting back into my bed to try and sleep. “We need to go, gorgeous.” Nigel smiled as I looked up and made eye contact in the mirror. I was transported back to that pivotal instant when my heart battled my obligations. If I had taken a different path and made a bolder choice, everything would have unfolded in a new light. Had I been brave enough to set aside my loyalty to our Alpha and instead embrace the fierce and undeniable love we shared, our world could have been saved. The thought of what could have been flooded my mind—I could still feel the warmth of Nigel’s arms enveloping me, how his laughter would ignite my spirit, and the comfort of

I can understand why, and I hoped that changed for her once we got back. “Ok then, who is your favorite band? What is your favorite song by them? If you tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine,” she asked. I loved when she asked questions to get to know me, even if they seemed silly. “Favorite band of all time is Led Zeppelin, and favorite song from them will always be All Of My Love. My favorite band currently is probably a band called Fame on Fire. I would say my favorite song by them at the moment is Welcome to the Chaos. Now, your turn,” I replied.