Okay so I know I haven't posted in a while but I've been busy now that I am in high school, and that I haven't done anymore stories. That's because I always get stuck halfway, so instead, I'll be doing "Stories of Love, Loss, And Hope" - random pieces of stories that whip up in my head that kind of have a main idea, and so I thought I'd post one of those every week and have you guys (And by you guys, I mean Eliora =P) guess what it is! But before the first piece, I want to talk to you guys about probably one of the best love stories ever: Fallen by Lauren Kate! This book is probably the most romantic book ever, based on a girl names Luce. She is accused of killing her friend (boyfriend?), so she is sent to a reform school (or whatever it's called). She meets Daniel, and there's something familiar about him, something that makes Luce strangely drawn to him, but everytime she tries to get closer, he keeps away. There's a reason for his staying at a distance from her: He's a fallen angel. And not only that, but he's been around for ages. And there was something else: Luce has been with Daniel many times before. They are stuck in a cycle where they cannot even be together because the truth has killed her before, which is why he stays as far away from her as possible; to protect her. Can Daniel break this cursed cycle they have been damned with, or is Luce doomed to her repeated fate? Find out by reading it! Torment, the sequel is also out now. (And so is the sequel to one of my other favorite books of all time, Hush, Hush!)
Okay, I thought that review would be shorter but oh well! Here's the first passage of "Stories of Love, Loss, and Hope"!(Remember to try to guess the main idea!)
From the moment he saw her, he felt an instant connection, a strange tug. The pull Zeke felt toward her was so strong, he couldn't help but follow her to her locker and, for some reason, bug the hell out of her.
He watched her set her combination into place, then pulled down as it clicked open. He said not a single word as he continued to observe her as she put books in and took other books out. She glanced over at him finally and spoke. "Can I help you? Are you lost or something?"
"Yes, I can't find my way out of your eyes," he said, giving a sideways smile, realizing exactly how cheesy that sounded.
The girl swallowed, the she looked furious. "Stop before you eve start. You're just like all the rest. I don't want to be part of you little joke. I'm not a game that you can just play whenever you feel like it, you jerk!"
He could hear the tears in her voice, see it in her beautiful deep green eyes. He leaned against her locker, inches away from her face, and whispered, "I would never do that." Then in a louder voice: "Even if I did, I wouldn't just play you, I'd do everything to win you."
She shoved him away. "Win me? she said fiery. "What am I, a prize at the county fair? I'm nobody's possession!"
Zeke realized his poor choice of words, and tried to defend himself. "That's not what I meant."
"Then what did you mean?" she retorted weakly, in a strained voice.
He looked down and happened to see her hands, and the L-O-V-E on her knuckles in permanent black Sharpie.
He smiled as he recalled her familiar handwriting. He took her her hands in his and looked back up at her. "I meant that I would do everything to win your heart, like I have before. I meant that I know you, Hailey. Your favorite color is jade, you hate ketchup, and that for some reason you love the number fifteen. You're scared of aliens coming down to invade earth and you're a freak for books about angels and you believe in true love. I remember you, and I never forgot you. The question is, do you remember me?"
He showed her his own knuckles with the letters T-R-U-E, one on each knuckle in permanent black Sharpie.
I'll post the note tomorrow! (That's what I'm gonna call the main idea, notes!)
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