219 Days From Today Novels & Stories

Madelyn exclaimed. "I know right!" I teased. She laughed. "Idiot!" "I want Maple syrup! Pleaseeee!" I pleaded. "Okay okay!!!" She sighed. "I'll bring tons of it," •••• 6 am. Wednesday, the 30th of May. A.k.a., Doomsday Today is the day. It's the day we stand up for our rights! Well, more like the day "I" stand up for... "my"... 'non-existent' rights.

data-p-id=27c321c0573ae33ffb10a9603b2a112e,****** The next day. data-p-id=ed2fd59a332bb15f49f64266cc43b215,It's finally Saturday and this has to be the most annoying Saturday of my life. I already packed my bags with things I’d need for my two weeks stay over at the McCain's mansion.

Alsie POV- ** 17 days later ** The Lycan King and his heir Reilly will arrive in 51 days. I’m huge, uncomfortable, and irritated all the time. I haven’t had a good night’s sleep in I don’t know how long, it feels like forever.

When I finally wake, it’s early afternoon. Today is Day 7, and I’ll never make it to Araphyra by Aolis’s deadline.

____________________________________ Thank you for your patience guys, next will be updated on next Tuesday now, I know it's after a week but this whole week I am gonna be real busy and I don't want to hang you guys, also if I get any free time before Tuesday I will try to update but for now, next Tuesday would be the updating day. Till the next adios

I could only feel the numbness, nothing more. “When do we leave?” I repeated, ignoring his previous comment. “Two days.” He smirked. “We leave in two days.” After safely retiring to my bedroom, I picked up my phone and dialed a number. “I'm in. We're coming in two days, get prepared for the worst.” A lot of blood was going to be shed in two days. I only hope that blood would belong to who rightfully deserves it.

💕 Thank you for your understanding. Date: 28th October, 2025. ~ With warmth and gratitude, your lovely author— Jomoso Iza ✨

We reached the east wing. Two guards stood outside a room. One of them opened the door. Inside, a man sat tied to a chair. His face was bruised, but he was conscious. He lifted his head when we entered. His eyes immediately found Luca. Then moved to me. His expression changed. He stared at me for several seconds. Then whispered, “She's alive.” I froze. Luca stepped in front of me. “Who are you?” The man laughed weakly. “I've been waiting twenty years to see her.”

, my body abruptly shot up. 25 hours? It's Tuesday? "I-, what day is it today?" I sat on his lower thighs now trying to figure out how I keep missing so much of my life. "Tuesday the 14th of November, why?" he slowly hoisted himself onto his elbows trying to come up with an explanation to my sudden spout of distress.

I nod my head at his words. “Very well then. On the twelfth of September, I will end her life.” “Twelve days from now,” he says as a smile creeps up his face…