365 Days Novels & Stories

“They want an excuse. Six days. That’s all. Prepare yourselves. Even if you do everything right, it might not be enough.” Then she left.

The palace is intimidating, tall gates, guards everywhere, and walls that scream “you’re trapped.” The driver pulled the car to a stop in front of the mansion. Alpha Jacob stepped out and I did too. He placed his hand on my waist and I quickly tugged it away. He growled silently as if trying to tell me I belong to him. As we walked up the stairs, he leaned in and whispered "From this moment on, this is your home." "For sixty days only." I remind him He scoffed "Sure." It didn’t sound right at all but I have too much going on to worry about this.

I can't believe it. This is a contract marriage? This means that he will let me go after 365 days. "Does that mean that we will get a divorce after 365 days?" I ask and he nods, narrowing his eyes. "If you obey the rules of the contract," he mutters, and a smile creeps into my face. He twitches up his lips and tilts his head to the side. "You haven't asked what the rules are," he mutters and I shrug lightly.

And then I looked up. The building towered above me—glass, steel, and quiet intimidation. It shimmered like money. Cold, distant, impossible money. This… this was going to be my home? For the next 365 days? My stomach turned. I adjusted the strap of my bag, suddenly aware of how ordinary I looked in the reflection of the sleek windows. One hundred days. One hundred days of whatever this was. And somehow, I’d agreed to it. Or… had I?

Without saying much, Darko walked out of the hall and stood at the entrance, guarding it. ****** "Today is Friday, it's sports day. The young Mistress will need all the help she can get… Help her to feel among, it's been a long time since she participated in sports… she usually throws tantrums with her handlers…. She is nasty to everyone but it's different with you," Darko said as I finished the heap of meals he had packed for me. "Hey! I am not doing this because you suggested it!" I rose up to my feet. "I know," he responded as I marched past him.

Get the work done and then go to bed and forget today ever happened. In the end, it is after nine when I finally shut down my computer, stretching my arms above my head and attempting to work the kinks out of my neck. Checking my phone, I see a message from my dad: Mum in a state. Flight's booked into Gatwick for 11 a.m. Hope you're okay. Dad x

"Don't forget to always look after your mother." "I'll take care of hers," protested Angel with pursed lips. Miraculously, baby Erlena suddenly chuckled crisply, as if laughing at her mother's words. Erick looked at Angel closely while still bending down, one hand gently caressing the woman's cheek. "I'll pick you up in three days." "I need more time." "No, you only have three days, because I won't be able to be free with you while I'm here," Erick said firmly. "You can enjoy your time there when I'm not around."

May 9 of 2030 came in and Andrew, as he had always been for the last five years, woke up with a hangover. But that day, he woke up with the ID card in his hands kept safe in his chest. That was the only remnant that was left with him after the accident.

"Damn this sucks." Ada sighed, picking on her teeth. It had been one entire week since Janet had been called to the principals office, one entire week of Janet being absent from school. Ada has tried to text and call, but it didn't even go through. She was beyond worried for her friend, she tried going over to Janet's house but Ada's was against it - saying Janet needed time to herself. Everyone misses you, I freaking miss my best friend gee, please text me back.

"One month. They want you to start at the beginning of February." One month. Thirty days. Four weeks. That's all the time we had left before everything changed.