37 Days From Now Novels & Stories

I turned to look at him and we had a little conversation. The chritmas holidays were over and we had had ou little wedding starting the new year perfectly but now it was time to talk. "Tomorrow's the seventh day of January," I muttered. "It is. How is it already the seventh? The days are moving so fast," Min said and turned back to look at the ceiling. I moved closer to him and hugged his chest. "Min," i muttered. He looked at me for a brief second and looked back at the ceiling. "What are you plans for tomorrow?" i asked him.

Tyson smirked. “31 Days.” Chance affirmed. “Which Day was today”? He asked. “Ninth.” Dr. Tyson added. “Twenty two days to go, man I am gonna savor these.” with a devilish smirk, Chance declared.

I never even kissed this man let alone had more than an hour alone with him yet here I am feeling a strain in my heart. From here on out, he’s dead to me. I will ride out the rest of my 31 days, leave and never fucking look back.

I ask after a while "Nah, you didn't, thankfully. It's in three days. Today is the 28th. It's happening on the last day of the month, the 31st. The Council already brought a notice to that effect, you woke up just in time." She says, flashing me a smile of relief. "A lot has happened while you were unconscious." She continued saying "Oh!... A lot like what?" I ask with a frown, already praying in my mind it wouldn't be something bad

"Have a good night." "Thanks." I grin. "You too." I'm filled with the need to do something tonight, an emotion I haven't had since I've been here. Looking up at the calendar I have hanging in my room, I see it's been almost three weeks since I arrived. If I can make it thirty days, I can have my phone back. At sixty days, I can have visitors, and then at ninety, I can go home.

"Oh fvck! I'm not letting it happen. Not by the slightest chance. No wonder they're ready to sell out an iconic asset to President Enzo" "Exactly, Queen. They plan to transport the weapon out on the 15th of the month. Three days from now" My brows furrowed as a realization instantly hit me, "What do you mean three days from now? What is today?" "Today is the 12th of July, your Highness. They intend to move it three days from now" Gloria explained in a much simpler term but I was still confused. How is today the 12th? That's not possible.

I will be taking a two week hiatus starting tomorrow, thank you for your understanding!

The kind that came from someone who had already exhausted every argument. "You should think about it."His voice was lower now. "It's only thirty days." Kelsey stared at him. Her expression remained cold.

Elegant handwriting covered the page. The message was brief. The debt shall be forgiven. The younger daughter shall receive treatment. The marriage shall take place upon Lady Elara Ashbourne's eighteenth birthday. The offer expires in seven days. The First Blood Silence filled the room. Seven days. Only seven. The deadline suddenly made everything real. Selene began crying quietly. Rowan looked defeated. Lyra stared at the table. And Elara felt something inside her finally settle. Not peace. Not acceptance. Something else.

“He will be away for one week.” One week. The words didn’t register immediately. They hovered somewhere in the air between us, meaningless for a second… before they dropped. It was heavy. Seven more days. My mind repeated it slowly, like it needed time to understand. “…seven days?” I echoed. “Yes, sir.” She confirmed. Tomorrow… the contract ends tomorrow. My throat felt dry. “…does he know?” I asked before I could stop myself. The maid looked up briefly, confused. “…sir?”