68 Days From Today Novels & Stories

Alizeh: "You want 16th as our anniversary date if we start dating? I don't know naa, how can I guess" Varun: "We have all dates from 1-31, you can decide any date" Varun: "And I want 8th( the date of her birthday)" Alizeh: "❤️❤️" Alizeh: "You are going to propose me, how can I decide, you have to do it." Varun: "8th jan?" Alizeh: "Like this year 8th Jan 2020?" Varun: "Like yes"

Ever wonder how time flies? because few days back, which felt like seconds ago, I got an email from this prestigious family, concerning my application, and today, I am standing in front of my room mirror, staring at my reflection, and feeling agitated. I was going to meet my proposed boss tomorrow, and I have never been tensed In my entire life. Today was the last day of my seven days training.

Madelyn exclaimed. "I know right!" I teased. She laughed. "Idiot!" "I want Maple syrup! Pleaseeee!" I pleaded. "Okay okay!!!" She sighed. "I'll bring tons of it," •••• 6 am. Wednesday, the 30th of May. A.k.a., Doomsday Today is the day. It's the day we stand up for our rights! Well, more like the day "I" stand up for... "my"... 'non-existent' rights.

(Author's Note: It's the end of intermission! From here on out, the story progresses in the current timeline. The dates and time are still in place until Jo's birthday. Don't miss the countdown!) Axel, Variku, Tartu. Saturday, 3rd of August, 2024. 1:30 PM Josie's POV

August innocently sat eating there, her ice cream. “We need to leave, Auggie,” Athena grabbed August’s arm. “10 days, baby, your countdown starts today,” was the last thing she heard before Athena left the room.

Hello dear readers. I'm thankful to you all for making it this far. I'd like to give you a notice that I won't be available for updates till 11th of August due to some personal affairs. I'll appreciate your understanding and I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause. Thank you ~

Gupta Happy Women's day, my dear beauties! There will be another update, it's a double update day <3 (in an hour or two)

Liam’s POV “What day is it today?” I asked my secretary, trying to confirm today’s date. “It’s Tuesday the 19th, sir,” she responded. “Okay, thank you,” I said, dismissing her. “Shit,” I muttered to myself, putting down what I was reading. It had just dawned on me that it was a few days to D-day and I was not ready. It was four days to be exact. Four days till I get married, for the next three years at least.

"Maybe he's processing. Maybe he's scared too. Maybe he's waiting for you to prove you mean it." I sat up. The room spun less than before. "I can't." "Yes you can. You got in your car last night. You drove to Murphy's. You just couldn't walk through the door. But you can. You will." "Maya..." "What day is it?" I checked my phone. My stomach dropped. "December eighteenth." "And when does he leave?" "The twentieth." "Two days, Sloane. You have two days. Stop wasting them." She hung up.

“Home. Us home.” _Silence. PCH. 2:31 PM._ Adrian driving. 72 BPM. One hand on wheel. One hand holding mine. “Day 38,” Adrian said. Quiet. So Isla didn’t hear. But she did. Always hears. “We did a crowd. We did school. We did Mother’s Day. In public. No panic. No Cayman. No Reese.” “Day 38,” I said. Squeezed his hand. “25 days left. Until June 2nd. Until ‘both’ starts. For real.”