5 Years From Now Book Novels & Stories

Five Years Later Every year, on the anniversary of our impromptu wedding, me and Lia renew our vows. It’s always the biggest party of the year—and it’s happening tonight. If you told me a decade ago that I’d be the kind of man who looks forward to parties, I wouldn’t have believed you. But I have this bright, bubbly little wife that turns everything magical. Which is why, although I’m supposed to wait until tonight to see the venue she’s decorating for the party, I simply can’t wait that long. I want her in front of me now.

~ DAISY'S POV ~ The words are right there on my tongue. Ready to spill out and change everything. “Sebastian, five years ago….” “WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!” Jimmy's voice suddenly cuts through the air with a sneer, his face twisted in fake sympathy. “Sorry to interrupt this touching little moment, but I'm afraid your time is up, princess.” What? He adjusts the gun against my temple, pressing it harder and making me swallow hard again.

The man I'd been with for five years still seemed to be clinging to his first love. Tears rolled down my cheeks. Those five years suddenly felt like a cruel joke. So it turned out he'd never truly forgotten about Lucy. I went back to my room, and he didn't return to bed the entire night. When Andrew showed up the next day, he brought me a pair of sapphire earrings. Why did he suddenly give me a gift? I looked at him in confusion, but he avoided my gaze. "Evie," he said, his voice low. "There's something I need to tell you. Thank you for staying by my side all these years. I thought I'd be with you forever, but…"

The stars above glittered faintly, their light scattering over the rippling waves below. He never came. I sat on the deck, my gaze vacant, fixed on the endless expanse of the ocean. Memories of the past five years swirled in my mind like fragments of a shattered mirror. His warmth, his promises, his gentle presence—they all surfaced, only to fall apart into jagged pieces. All of it had been a lie. Every tender moment, every kind word. Now, it felt like a cruel joke, hollow and mocking. Before dawn, I made one last call to him. This time, his phone was off.

The smile on his face faltered a little as he opened a black umbrella and walked over. "What are you doing here? Who's handling things in the pack downtown district?" he asked with a frown. "I've got everything arranged," I said, forcing a smile as I handed him the gift I'd been holding onto this whole time. "I came to say… happy fifth mating anniversary, Alaric." He looked startled, clearly having forgotten it was our fifth anniversary, let alone expecting me to travel all this way to bring him a gift. Surprise flashed in his eyes, and just as he reached for the gift, Serene Vargar's coquettish voice rang out. "Alaric, the elders are here. The council's starting."

"Alright. We'd better not talk too much about Nikolai's affairs. When we meet Hailey in the future, we will pretend that we don't know her" "What else can we do?" Nadine pouted, and she looked slightly interested. She must figure out what happened five years ago. ...... ........ Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read. Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update.. Thank you so much for reading my book, Next update will come so soon.

"We partied too hard last night and forgot to use protection—don't forget to buy morning-after pills for your wife." Looking at the woman's smooth bare back and the red mole on her neck in the photo, I felt absolutely nothing. Again. Five years of marriage, and this wasn't the first time. Kathy liked to test me this way. She called it her "little experiment." The first time, she "accidentally" left a receipt for condoms on the nightstand. I got angry and confronted her, but she just smiled with contempt. "Why are you so petty? My girlfriends and I bought that on purpose just to see how you'd react." The second time was on our wedding anniversary. A guy showed up at our door with a bouq

My tone and voice were sharp, reflecting all the feelings I had bottled up. He fell silent. His face tensed, as if he wasn’t ready to face my firmness. "I—I don’t know where to start. In these five years... I've realized something." I held back a bitter laugh. "In these five years, I’ve realized many things, one of which is that life without you has turned out to be easier than I thought." My words bit, and I knew they were painful for him. He bit his lip, as if holding back something.

Don was quiet for a long time. The kitchen was quiet around them. The birds outside — the May birds, busy with nesting and feeding and singing — provided a background of sound that was so familiar it was almost silent. The kettle clicked as it cooled. The clock on the wall ticked. Don said: "The five books are about this life." Caroline said: "Yes." Don said: "Then the five books will continue being written as long as life continues." Caroline said: "Yes. The four written books are the arguments arrived at. The fifth — the living — continues. The living is the ongoing fifth book. Every journal entry. Every ordinary morning. Every quince harvest and foxglove spring and Thursday walk. The fift

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