1984 Novels & Stories

Alyssa holds hands and begins to sick soulfully: “When the heart is frozen, and your tears flow like the waterfalls in Alparo, when all seems lost and peace is yonder, oh! Daughter of the Ancient Alparo. Lift your hands to the sky, let your eyes glow, let your hands lead you to where the relief comes and power excels”. The entire room became windy, like a tornado. The books on the shelves begin to fall because the whole room is vibrating like an earthquake is about to happen.

Betty asked in shock as she stood up to understand "Wow, it's a small world indeed" Henry said going closer "Why are you looking for a Job at my husband's company?" "Are we fighting?, I helped you.. Remember?" A sudden confidence slapped Henry "Oh my bad, hand your CV over to me, then you can leave" Betty really hate it when she have close access with guys she has done shits with "Easy" Henry looked at her seductively and blew a kiss "You can go" Betty pointed towards her door "Besides, you look pretty" He was trying to get to her

Raven’s point of view. I was tied up in a dark room, with my hands and legs tried, and a gag put in my mouth. I scanned the room and saw four other girls like me, with our body covered with thin, transparent fabric. I gritted my teeth as I thought of how to free myself from the alpha of Blood Moon’s pack, but just then I heard footsteps approaching the room. “We must do as he says, if we ever want to end this war and get back our soldiers that he is holding captive.” A voice said.

It's time to concentrate on the TV. THE END

It's like 2 years ago. I'm on the floor, feeling small, while he stands tall and like a giant, towering over me. He takes a step towards me and my heart beats widely against my chest, my face is heated up due to the humiliation I am feeling right now. ' You already are nothing more then gum under my shoe. And if you so much as breathe my way - Tears prick at the corners of my eyes because those words hit me hard at this moment. The memory becomes so vivid that when his hand reaches out towards me, I flinch back.

Ignoring my exhausted body, I quickly grabbed my suitcase and headed out. After all, the base shuttle was the only transportation out of this place. Luckily, I caught the final bus of the day. After boarding, I casually pulled out my work card and tapped it against the scanner. The machine immediately flashed an alert. 'Invalid card. Please scan again.' My heart skipped. I hurriedly tried a second time. Still invalid. The driver shot me an impatient look. "Are you leaving or not? If your card doesn't work, get off already. Stop holding everyone else up."

The events of that year had been brought up again, and they could even file a case. After the police sat down, they asked, "Can you tell me when your child was aborted?" "August 9th, 2017," I replied, my voice trembling. There was no way I could ever forget the agony that day. I then recounted the events, and the statement was quickly taken down. Whilst leaving the police station, I encountered Elise, who had been brought in. She was wearing pajamas, her hair disheveled and even streaked with gray. She looked utterly haggard and was completely devoid of her former radiance.

The next day, I sat in the pre-booked restaurant. I had been waiting for a long time and was already famished, but he never showed up. I opened my phone wanting to urge Ayden. If he wasn't sincerely coming to celebrate our anniversary, he could have just said so instead of keeping me waiting here. After several unsuccessful attempts to reach him by phone, I picked up my phone again and noticed a message in the workgroup. It was a statement from an anonymous account. "Leticia's been cozying up to Mr. Baldwin, trading on her looks to climb the ladder. Disgusting how some exploit their way to the top."

Maria's POV If Andrew hadn't consented, I wouldn't have allowed that insult from Susan like a hard pill. “I don't know if your ears have been infected by a deadly virus, but you need to understand this. I'm Naomi Jackson. This is going to be the last time I'll talk about it. Lastly, you have three minutes left.” I warned Susan. I lost count of how many times I've done that already. She probably feigned deaf ears to trigger my anger. I guess it's working already.

Holden nodded to the waitress that we were ready for coffee and dessert. “Mayson, do you remember what the significance of May 31st is?” When I looked at him, it was almost if he had tears in his eyes. I never forgot that day and I remembered it every year. For eight years, that day reminded me of what could have been.