Don't panic, this is just a game... a deadly game. Chapter Two: Rising Road Fair Warning: My first story driven by a female protagonist.
Don't panic, this is just a game... a deadly game Chapter One: White Night Fair Warning: My first story driven by a female protagonist.
Like in every love story, we can't handle the painful truth. But what about to a kid's perspective?
I am planning to continue this when I have time. I miss writing so much and I am catching up. Wait for the next update! Xoxo, Huntress
What happens when a wife is neglected by her husband?
What happens when a wife is neglected by her husband?
“I never loved him,” she said with no sign of remorse or guilt in her voice. She almost sounded emotionless, incapable of feelings. “I just didn’t want to be alone,” she finally admitted with a sigh. Her voice cracking a little at the end.
"Trust me." He said. "Trust me." She said. She found her hero, and so did he.
"...Are you okay?" Croaky voice, probably from screaming or crying too much. "Yes." Even though she had lost everything but her life, she was okay. Because she was breathing, warm and still alive. Yes, they were the same. They only wanted to live.
We often get off the fact that, love is independent and eternal. The thoughts, instincts and in fact, the impulsive thoughts are the ones that just takes us off.
intense love story
The Years have come and gone, yet Loundah has not been able to fill the void created in her heart when Timi suddenly disappeared.
Sometimes I wonder how we are still friends.. You drive me absolutely crazy sometimes.. BUT still I love you no matter what :)
This is part 2(continuation) of my previously published story, Her Aftertaste.