19 Days Bl Novels & Stories

"The blood acquisition process takes approximately two hours. After that, your part is concluded." "Concluded," I said. "You'll be released," she said. "Weak, but alive. We're not in the business of unnecessary casualties." I thought about Elena Rivera. About Dr. Hartwick. About the attack on Vera. I thought about my mother. I didn't say any of it. "Seven days," she said, answering the question I'd actually asked. "Give or take. The configuration peaks in seven days." Seven days. She left. I returned to the join.

Unfortunately, before I could even take two steps, someone grabbed my arm and yanked me back. Zachary. What the hell. Not today… please not today. “So now you’re pretending I don’t exist?” he said with a mocking smile. “Why? Regretting the day you decided to mess with me?” “I’m not in the mood to fight today,” I answered tiredly. “Can we continue this tomorrow?” My vision was already starting to blur. “You mean you can’t handle me,” Zachary scoffed arrogantly. “You started this little game, and now you’re backing out?”

She explains. A week. That is seven days. Adding to the days remaining before the royal hunt which begins this week Saturday it makes it almost twelve days. Twelve days minus the twenty days I have left and that is eight days remaining. Eight days is not enough. "What time is it?" Ruby stands up, looking out of the window. I follow her gaze and realize that the sun is already up. "it's noon—or almost noon I guess." "Then let's go." "Go where?

“Until June 2nd.” “49 days,” I said. Hand in his. 72 BPM. “Until we do what?” “Until we prove it,” Adrian said. Turned. Faced me. Dark. But I could see him. Always could. “That Chapter 50 wasn’t 3 weeks. That it was a promise. That ‘just us. Still’ means 49 days. And 490 days. And 3 AM. And 3 PM. And always.” _Thump._ “Okay,” I said. “Day 7. We start proving it.”

Draven stared at her and sighed, he used his hand to crease her waist as she drew on the blueprints and he used his free hand to run his hands through his hair. “Fifty-eight fucking days.” He whispered.

I answered with pleading. “He…only needed to drink the concoction for three days in a row then he will be all cured," I tried to explain softly. Despite his anger, Blake patiently listened to me. The frown on his face deepened, he was clearly refusing to agree on my decision in silence.

" How long has she been in the ER? Said Naomi? 20 minutes now said a doctor Morris. Don't worry about your friend she will be fine. But the patient will be under my care for 2 weeks or more before we can discharge her. Okay how about our friend JJ? Said Sora. We will send him to a specialist to get some help. Cause right now he's not save to be around him.

He stares at me for a long moment, a crease in between his brows. "Then use me." I blink. "What?" "Use me for the cooking show." He croaks, his eyes shimmering. "Give me 100 days. And if you're still not convinced, we..." He swallows hard. "We can get a divorce then."

I said, my voice quiet. “I know what kind of woman stands in the middle of a ballroom and doesn’t cry,” he replied. “I know what kind of woman builds something from the ground up only to have it ripped from her hands. So I know you enough to know that you want to bring the bastard to his knees.” I swallowed hard. “Why one hundred and nine days?” His lips curved slightly. “Because that’s exactly how long it took him to break you.” I looked away without a word. I knew he was right but I didn't want to accept

He held my hand and pressed the back of it on his cheeks. "Blue, I'm sorry… I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm not Nicholas." My lips parted after his face slowly changed. Edward… He sniffed as he tried so hard to hide his tears. He looked down. "I know I made a mistake. I realized what I've done, Blue. I'm sorry…" I nodded and swallowed hard. I roamed my eyes around. "H-How many hours have I been asleep?" "You slept for two days, Blue."