68 Days From Today Novels & Stories

Thanks. 7th March, 2026.

, 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.

" Finally, I turned around. I looked at the broken man kneeling before me—hollow, wasted, nothing like the person he used to be—and I laughed bitterly. "Dan, do you know how many days I begged you? Twenty-eight. "The doctor called you himself. He told you her condition was critical. He told you there was no more time. "And what were you doing? You were enjoying the ocean with Valerie and Theo. Chasing the Northern Lights. Checking off one wish after another for someone else's son.

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.

Matt asked. "Yes. I applied to four different companies, and they were the only one who replied to me," Ava said. "So, which position did you apply for?" Matt asked. "The personal assistant to the CEO of the company," Ava said. "Really?" Matt asked. He could not believe his sister's luck. "Yes and I am to resume next week Monday" Ava said happily. She is now very happy that she now has a job that she can use to take care of her and her brother.

Silence stretched between us. Lucan finally moved, he set his glass down as he stared at me. “What a strong argument you have Mrs Williams, but as you said we didn't go all the way.” he said leaning slightly towards me. He was directly opposite me, yet it seemed like there was no space between us. “ I have actually made adjustments on my end of the deal. Instead of a night, I want 100 days with you.”

Chapter 95: On a good Saturday. Day 32/365 VICKY I woke up with a jolt, my heart was filled with so much joy of a child anticipating santa and christmas present, For a second, I didn’t even know why I felt so energized… then i reached for my calendar to track my dates ,Today was day 32 out of 365. I sat up, reached for my diary, and scribbled in bold letters: “Day 32/365 — I have a plan.”

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Weaknesses I’m hoping to exploit. Too bad he hasn’t come to check on me in a while, instead sending one of his brothers to deliver my meals and keep an eye on me. Coward. I’ve officially lost track of days. Have I been here for a week? A month? It’s really too hard to say, but one thing’s for certain—I’m getting fucking anxious. I know Dad said he needed time to rally the troops and figure out a way to extract me, but what’s taking so long? I want to get out of here. I want to sleep in a fucking bed. You never really appreciate the little things until they’re gone. “What’s today’s date?” I ask Damien. He peeks up over the edge of his phone. “August seventh,” he answers after a moment.

I wouldn’t be so sure, she murmured back. “The wedding date,” Valen said then. My thoughts snapped back to him, ignoring my wolf. “Will be set for 60 days from now.” Wait. Just sixty days?