Romans & histoires Life Note

“What if Colin did something?” “ I don't think so, the app hasn't been launched yet, I think it's a little manipulation to make you scared” Zack explained. “Maybe” I nod. “Let's all pull out our phones and d******d the Livelife app!” Jasper instructs on stage, and everyone obediently reaches for their phone. I skipped the notification and d******ded the app too. “Livelife is a multipurpose lifestyle app that helps users make decisions based on their habits, preferences, and goals, making it a one-stop solution for everything from fitness, nutrition, entertainment and social life.” he paused, looking around.

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No matter how difficult it may be to do for me today. It may be challenging. But it's pretty easy to excel in life. I will apologise to myself. I shouldn't begin my life on a negative note. I need to be brave to see life differently. I need to excel. Yes, I need to grow in life. I have grown stronger than who I have been those dead years. Not dead years. Years passed by. I don't very much appreciate the word death or dead in usage. I end my day's note with a new quote: "Maybe there is a super microbe which, if present in large numbers in my body, can make me live forever." I may be right in that. I will explore it today.

I had no strength to fight all these adversities hitting me. She set the tray down beside me, not minding that I hadn’t even replied to her greeting. It was as if she didn’t care about that. But of course, she didn’t, and if I ever made a mistake to end up with Nolan, I knew this would be my new life. A Luna who was deeply scarred by a betrayal of the heart and lacked any interest in her position or assignments. But she just stayed locked up in her room every day, with maids bringing in food to at least keep her alive.

It was there that I met Luna Jensen. She had made a bet during a car racing match and broken a leg. Oftentimes, she would go behind her doctor's back and sneak up here to drink. When I asked her if she had won the bet, she shot me such an exuberant and warm smile. "Of course I did! With only a 0.01-second difference, too. There's no way I would lose." The day we were discharged, she held me back and handed me a love letter, her blush flushing her cheeks.

I ran toward the crowd, toward the people who had chosen to celebrate the life I had rebuilt. They surrounded me and began singing "Happy Birthday." In the warmth of their voices and the glow of the candles, I closed my eyes and made the first wish of my life that truly belonged only to me. "To a life well lived, Cindy!" The candles went out. Cheers rose around me. I took a bite of cake and watched the last edge of the sun sink behind the mountains. All the blood-stained memories of Manhattan drifted away with the cool evening breeze, left forever in the ruins of a life I would never return to.

She had been naive enough to believe all these other deceased men had gone to somewhere like New York, or maybe San Francisco, and had started a better life. Lani felt stupid as she recalled all the times she'd called Alistar Raven in hopes his new wife would pick up the phone and ask why some random girl was calling her husband. She'd hoped she'd hear the sounds of a little one crying or laughing in the background... She'd prayed for a better life for him, and for what? He was already dead. "How could you?" she voiced, slowly turning toward Jax and Isabella. "Lani, what're you talking about, nina?" Isabella replied, crossing her arms and raising her brows.

And when I say everywhere, what I mean is under the bed, inside my bathroom, on the floor, and even under the bed sheets. After cleaning everything, I jumped to my bed and stared at the ceiling. This is life. Work. Rest. Stare. But I know, this is not a life for everyone. This is a life for a 21- year old who's life means nothing to her. My life only revolves inside in a very small place. And believe me, the last time I went to the mall is when I was seven and I can't barely remember the whole detail about it. I also don't know how the school looked like. Trust me when I say my life is the most boring life someone could ever lived.

he added and I glanced at him dumbfounded. "I made him Life," I muttered and my father nodded. "Yes Sebastian, you can create Life and extinguish it as well, you have combined tattoos now because your Life power sparked Miguel's Life gift, he is a Life," he explained and I bit my lip looking worriedly at Miguel. He shrugged it off. "It's okay Baz, I don't mind being immortal and being with you, I really love you a lot," he told me with a brilliant smile. I inhaled deeply and whistled in my shock over all the information I was receiving. Miguel grabbed me and pulled me to his side.

They say cherish the memories of your love one's that have died but remembering everything about that person and then you realizing that it's only memories and you won't be able to make more memories with them is the worst form of toture. It only makes you miserable. I once had a beautiful and peacefull life that wasn't full of death and misery. I was ready to start a family with the love of my life but unfortunately the universe didn't agree with it. Fate had decided to take him and our unborn baby away from me. I lost my mother and baby sister. My older brother Alessandro was killed on his way home. The only people I have left in my dark and misrebale life is my dear father, twin brother a