10 Year Gap Novels & Stories

“I see that part of you hasn't changed.” Flinching, I try to ignore the stab I feel over her comnent. I could argue, but what was the point when she didn't quite understand why I worked as hard as I did? “Still keeping your secrets?” She chirps, raising a brow. “Didn't you learn your lesson last time?” “It isn't the right time,” I sigh, running a hand through my hair. Ten years later, I still wasn't where I wanted to be, and because of that, I still couldn't reveal everything to Gabby.

Turning my full attention to Charlie, I stare straight into his eyes, for the first time in so long. I had forgotten how beautiful they were. I had missed his face, his smile, his eyes, everything. I had missed having a normal conversation with him. But you see, that is the problem. It’s been more than ten years since Charlie and I have actually had a normal conversation. We had barely tolerated each other’s presence in the same room. It was only after Jos’s death that we had finally come an inch close, pretending like we had not just given each other the cold shoulder for ten years.

On the third day of our captivity in the abandoned cannery, Adrian finally found me with his private security team. I clutched five-year-old Leah in my arms and stumbled toward the light. My coat had long since been torn to shreds, the soles of my feet were mangled by broken glass, and Leah curled against my chest, burning up with fever. Vera looked relieved to see me alive, but then suddenly turned and walked toward the kidnappers. "Vera, come back!" My voice was already hoarse from screaming. "They won't keep their word even after they get the money. Leah still has a fever. We need to call the police and get her to a hospital!" Adrian wrapped his arms around me from behind, his voice almos

she said and left the room leaving me behind, I pictured the hawk eyes that stared at me when I was coming in here I just hope I don't get into anyone's bad book here but ten years is a long time. A really long time.

Somewhere in Brooklyn Finally, after five years I can go back to the new normal. The time gap will not be easy to bridge, a lot has happened during my absence. I did keep up with the news on a daily basis, both business news and the gossips. So, I know what I'm going to face.

His breath was shortening and breathing was becoming harder by the minute. “I know today has been a long-awaited day for everyone and so has it been for me. My parents have been gone for 10 years but I can't say these 10 years have passed pleasantly. While we all have grown in different aspects of our lives, we still do not forget we had not planned for this day to come.” Carlson stopped taking in a long breath.

CALISTA'S POV ****Ten Years Later*** Woah. It's already ten years, and everything just went fast like a flash. I couldn't believe that it was just ten years ago, since some nefarious calamities befell me left, right, and center. But, I'm grateful. It's been ten years of peace, ten years of love, and ten years of vitality. I am a better person now, and all the hurdles I've had to step over, have shaped me into the best version of myself.

" George helped me out of bed. I stood by the window and stared at the gravestone in the garden. It was the one I had built to deceive her. I kept her by my side for ten years and never let her leave. I thought keeping her close meant loving her. I thought breaking her wings would keep her from flying away. I was a fool. I had long discovered there were traitors in the family. There were people who wanted me dead and who wanted my position. Ten years ago, it was them. They had waited ten years for the right opportunity. When I learned I had cancer, and when my life entered its final countdown, I handed them that chance myself. I knew Laura and her dad were tied to my uncle's faction.

He said in a trembling voice, "I hated her for leaving me out of a desire for money back then… Everything I did was for the sake of hearing her say that she still loved me and cared about me…" Vivi's eyes widened in disbelief. "Love?" "10 years, Chester. 10 whole years. In the past 10 years, when did Yuna stop showing you love? She's loved you every minute and every second of your time together. Did you deserve it? How could you have deserved over 10 years of Yuna's love?" She wasn't willing to waste any more time speaking with him and promptly drove him out of her bar. He suddenly recalled that in the 10 years he'd been married to me, he had never once had a proper conversation with me.

For a moment there I let myself wander in the thought that he still was. But no. There was no way he could be; anybody in their right mind would know not to wait that long for someone, not three or four, but ten years. “Rose, I'll continue to remind you—” And me, “That it's been ten years,” “Well, it's been ten years, and I still love you.” I scoff. “Well, thank you, but we never went out of contact. Alex and I haven't had a single conversation in ten years.”