365 Days Book 1 In English Novels & Stories

The edges of the book was decorated with flowers and leaves drawn with a black marker that had Ian thinking how long June had spent on making the cover itself. "For Ian" was written in the center of the cover. Ian held the book and looked at June, "What's this?" "Open it," he excitedly said. Ian opened the notebook and on the first page, in a neat handwriting was written, "Start writing a journal every day." Ian raised my eyebrows and looked at June, "What's this?" June causally shrugged even though his eyes were telling something else. "It is said that it takes twenty one days to form a habit." He looked at Ian. "Once I am gone, go through this note book, I have written things you could to

I sighed and stared around his room, he really had a great taste A little hand book on the small table caught my attention, probably a diary I stood up and picked it up then sat back on the bed, I opened the first page and nothing was written on it I turned the second page and a subheading was neatly written. "Låst 5∅ dàys øn êãrth wîth thë çhósén õnê" I turned the remaining pages and nothing was written on it What?! What does he mean by last 50 days on earth with the chosen one? Wait! The chosen one? That was the same thing my mum had said to me, last 50 days on earth?

Black Belt said to her before lying flat on his back. The following morning, Ashley awoke to the sound of approaching footsteps and let out a soft groan as her eyes fluttered open. Several men came into view, engaged in a hushed but intense discussion, their expressions grim as they spoke. When her gaze settled on Black Belt, she noticed the anger written across his face and couldn’t help but wonder what had soured his mood. Could it be Dane? Glancing at the bed, she saw that the little girl was gone and rejoiced inwardly.

I did not understand that the physical building was the scaffolding for something else. He closed the journal. The fire was low. Don turned a page—the sound of paper, the specific sound of a large book being turned by someone who was not in a hurry. The sound had become familiar over six years. It would become more familiar over the next five months, as Don read his way into Greece. The first book had arrived on a Tuesday. The other two would arrive on Thursday. The reading had begun. The wanting was being built. ---

FIRST-TIME HOST REWARD PACKAGE AVAILABLE. INITIAL TASKS GENERATED. TASK ONE: SECURE CLEAN WATER SOURCE. TASK TWO: ACQUIRE NON-PERISHABLE FOOD. TASK THREE: OBTAIN A DEFENSIVE WEAPON. OUTBREAK WINDOW:89 DAYS REMAINING. Evelyn stared at the number. Eighty-nine days. Her stomach tightened. Three days. Three entire days had vanished. In her first life, the outbreak began ninety-two days after this morning. Not eighty-nine. The difference should have been impossible.

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350 days left. No contract. No rules. Just him. Just me. Just war.

HAVE you ever felt that you might be different? That, in this world, is not how the way you thought about it. But what if behind this beautiful world that you thought it was, lies the secret that would change your life? I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought.

Chapter Thirteen Day Four Friday. Morning come around as it usually does every risen morning, that sound that Bisola hated the most in her entire lifetime pierced her hearing, Bisola hissed and used her pillow to covered her ears with the hope to stopped the sound of alarm from getting to her ear, but the pillow was of no use.