100 Day Streak Celebration Novels & Stories

I whispered. She gasped and saw a huge banner with the words ‘Will you marry me?’ written boldly on it. “Yes, Yes, Yes!” She exclaimed. I slid the ring in her hand and kissed her. It was a joyous celebration and that was three weeks ago and now it’s my wedding day.

Before he could say another word, I yanked out the SIM card, snapped it in half, and dropped it in the trash. I was supposed to stick around another month, wait for the decree. Then—boom. Offer landed early. One bag. My mom's ashes. And a flight straight into the life that should've always been mine. *** Mark stared at his phone, jaw tight. Something twisted in his chest. He used to be the one ending calls. Now Jenna was. And it stung. The crowd, bored Jenna hadn't shown, ditched the gossip and dove into drinking games. At the head of the table, Mark sat still, eyes far off.

Birthday After the doctor announced Arthur's death, I didn't feel anything. More like I'm overwhelmed and thankful. He's been jerking off his way to the company my parents built and has been an asshole to me. "I'm sorry, Calliana. You heard this news on your birthday," I was in a daze when Tito Alex spoke to me. "Huh?" "Today is March 31. It's your birthday." I didn't even notice that it was my birthday. Time flies so fast. And that bastard's death is today, that means double celebration?

Neal chimes, always the up for everything. I smile at him. “How about the others? We should do something today since it’s been a long time we did something fun.” Four months after New Year’s Day and the second collapse I had that got everyone worried, it was America’s most favourite celebration of the year. Her birthday.

The sound of my phone’s chime wakes me from a restless nap. It’s a notification from the ad I clicked earlier. My breath catches as I unlock the screen and read the message: “Interview will be done tomorrow at Escalante Café at 10:00 am sharp. Call this number when you arrive: 00######.” I stare at the words, my chest tightening as I read them over and over again. Was this a good idea? What if it was some human trafficking scheme?

Eight months passed. From inside one studio of ANN network, Carie Umber was smiling from ear to ear in front of her audience. "Hello, ladies!" "Aahhhh! We want Daddy Cole!" "I'll just have baby, Mason!" "Christopher Hale! Ahhh!" Screams of delight efficiently filled the space, knowing who was Carie's special guests for that day. Carie laughed at the crowd before telling, "Yes! that's right! Today, as a special celebration of father's day, we welcome two!" Carie signaled with her fingers before adding, "Two of the hottest Daddies in the city!"

This breakfast was a special occasion, so there were way more pack members here than there would usually have been. Mom took in the room, then stood and cleared her throat. The entire room fell silent; we were all in awe of her grace, beauty, and power. She looked around before addressing the crowd. “Good Morning, Opal Moon.” “Good Morning, Luna.” “Today is a special day,” she continued, “as is tomorrow. Today, my beautiful children celebrate their graduation, and tomorrow they celebrate their eighteenth birthdays. And we pray to the Goddess that they also find their mates. As both events are so close together, we will take tomorrow night to celebrate both milestones in true style!”

Three years ago, Rosalie Hale left the Bloodmoon Pack for good. Her mate had betrayed her over and over again—with her own sister. At times, it had almost seemed as though he were under a spell, but Rosalie knew better. The truth was simple and cruel: he had never loved her. Like everyone else, he desired her slender-waisted sister, and he had used Rosalie to get what he wanted. Now, Rosalie is back for one reason—to finalize the divorce he never signed. But something has changed. Her former mate seems to have forgotten all the pain he put her through. Every time he looks at her, she can see his wolf fighting to break free. He wants her back. The problem? Rosalie n

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Panic rose in his chest. Right at that moment, the number above his head that was originally fewer than 100 days suddenly flashed eerily, and the number jumped from [89 days, 12 hours, 5 minutes] to [125 days, 7 hours, 30 minutes]. This was the first time the number had actually gone up.