19 Days Ch 1 Novels & Stories

He thinks: this is the always. He thinks: this is everything. The day begins. The coffee is made. The FT is open. The space between them is known and occupied and entirely, irrevocably, theirs. This is Tuesday. This is always. This is the last chapter, which is also the first day, which is also every day, which is also the only day that has ever mattered. The day begins.

| One Fine Day | WEEKEND AND I just want to sleep all day but the fact that I mumbled something last night that may provoke me to spill what I’m thinking, I decided to get off bed early. I need to stay away from Reina’s curiosity. Besides, I have work to do. I need to fill in Bill’s place. The golden rays of the shining sun greeted the beautiful land of Chanter University. Birds chirping, telling us that another wonderful blessing was given to us. The greens give hope that no matter how cruel humans will be, God can give us all the beautiful things that we deserve.

He was a very strict man and God knows if he’ll take the task lightly with me. “Amanda Ezeh… You’ll be going to Mr Richard Okafor's mansion to get his finger print on an important project we’re working on and you have only 7days to do that . Go home and pack your bags… Your ride will be here in 10 minutes ” The cocky old man said and got back to what he was doing. i still couldn’t believe what I just heard. I’ll be spending 7Days in the almighty Richard Okafor at his mansion all alone!!

Julian shoved me hard, and I only stopped falling when I crashed into the wall. Pain surged through my chest like everything was slipping away. My eyes stung with tears, and I couldn't form any words. Julian slowly descended the stairs and stood right in front of me. I tried to back away, but my back hit the wall again. I gasped as another wave of pain hit. "Since you won't apologize, I will make you feel everything that Vera experienced!" Julian shouted, his anger completely taking over.

Chapter 95: On a good Saturday. Day 32/365 VICKY I woke up with a jolt, my heart was filled with so much joy of a child anticipating santa and christmas present, For a second, I didn’t even know why I felt so energized… then i reached for my calendar to track my dates ,Today was day 32 out of 365. I sat up, reached for my diary, and scribbled in bold letters: “Day 32/365 — I have a plan.”

Well, another chapter of 18 to 80. I hope you are liking the story, I hope you stick around with Vanessa and her journey. have a good day.

******* DAYS LATER Audrey took in deep breaths as she paced around the room, she placed her hand on her stomach and used her free hand to wipe the tears that kept falling. She has been in pain and hungry for days, apart from feeling physical pains, her heart kept saying as she thought of Damien being dead or in pain was bothering her. She knew if he was alive, he would have come for her, she also wondered how Chloe is doing, Clyde and Derek must be so busy taking care of her and Damien. She breathed out and wiped her tears again, the door to the room suddenly opened and Charles walked in, her heart skipped a beat and it started to race in fear, she couldn't move from a spot as she wondered w

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The next morning Chloe got up extra early and threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt Kendra had left for her so she wouldn't have to wear her Jon clothes. She was out of the house by seven and headed first to Starbucks for a white chocolate mocha, which she got with skim milk but wasn't sure if that made much of a difference. She then went to see her lawyer. She got to his office just before 8:00 a.m. and sat in her car a minute to send Kendra a text.

She knew the road ahead would be challenging, but with her mother's support, she believed she could navigate the grieving process and eventually find peace. ******************** As Elena went about arranging her new house, her mind buzzed with excitement and anticipation. It was a fresh start for her, a chance to create a home filled with love and warmth. She carefully placed the furniture, hung paintings on the walls, and added personal touches to every corner but just as she was absorbed in the joy of creating her own sanctuary, a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. Elena's heart skipped a beat, and a mixture of surprise and nervousness surged through her veins. She couldn't ignore