#296 in Warewolf Genre ( 07/06/16) Death is her fate. Hope is her survival. She's been played by this cruel thing called world. She had been crushed, destroyed and stabbed over and over again until she was left with nothing, with numbness and shallowness. She tried to stand up and crawled her way up but her feet were...
"You are supposed to love me not hate me." He said with his usual cold and arrogant tone. His famous smirk playing in his lips, one of the things that remind me why I hate him so much. "Well, as you said, 'supposed', Mister. So, just leave me alone and never talk to me - - " I was cut off by his lips. His hands snaked...
This is not a series of happy endings. Current status: Editing, updating soon Expect: A drama-filled, matured story that will take you to an emotional roller coaster ride.
I lean my back on the bench and watch her. She's walking, wearing those thick eye glasses, with her hair up in a messy bun and lots of books in her arms. You can notice the old, worn out black converse she's wearing every single damn day. I continued to watch her like a hawk watching his prey. But I'm not a hawk, and...
