99 Days Novels & Stories

“Dad mostly. Mom knew this day would come after Isaac said he’d look for his mom. I think they forget Isaac is an adult that can make his own decisions. Isaac has always been dad’s favourite.” “Let’s not go that side.” I informed Ben. “So, how long should I watch him?” “Nine days. I’m going on a business trip.” Ben explained and handed me a card. “I told the day-care you’ll be picking him up. The day-care closes by two so you can pick him up.” “Nine days, huh? That is a long time. I wonder if it’s just business.” Ben chuckled. “Six days of work, three days of vacation. It’s a win-win. I need to enjoy being a single bachelor.”

“Right, we only have fifteen days left to complete thirty days and I know how you must feel about me but that won’t change how I feel about you either.” “I don’t understand Mariano. What do you mean?” I asked confused. “What am trying to say is that, I just want to spend the remain last fifteen days with you alone.” This time, I was totally dumbfounded. I had no idea of what to say to him neither could I think of the words to say. He had sealed off my lips completely. We finished with our dinner and made our exit. Taking the next few steps, the sky began to let down it’s downpour of water. It was accompanied with cold air.

Maya's Pov The lab was empty except for me and the machines humming away because nobody bothered to switch them off. I'd been staring at the monitor intently watching the loading sign and waiting for the time the results would finally pop up, my knee bouncing under the desk the whole time. Paternal Match: 99.9%.

It was now Josh's turn to weep. My goodness! The kid wept for forty days and forty nights! Well, for me I was elated she left. Me and Iyvonne,we just don't get along. We lived like two wives dragging one husband in our house. If she agrees,I would disagree. If I agree, she would disagree. Crazy! I watched as Josh snuggled into her arms. She was now all grown up and a university girl. Her hair was stretched out in a bun. She wore a designer Jean cross belt gown and a pink Polo inside it. She wore pink sneakers that fitted well.

"Apologies. It’s just how I think now after being burned. I’ll be at my station for another thirty minutes if you need anything else." I managed a stiff nod before she retreated, closing the door and leaving me in a silence that felt heavy enough to choke. There was no way Aaron was cheating. Our intimacy was still feral and frequent, especially since he’d stopped his suppressant treatments nine months ago. The doctor at St. Mary’s said it could take a year for his body to be ready to carry. We weren't obsessive about the calendar; if the moon was right and the mood struck, we made love without an agenda.

I was never known to be the overly emotional type. I did really well in school. Numbers were my speciality. So as I sat in the overly large waiting room, I ran them in my head. A woman is pregnant for nine months. Let's say that that doesn't involve February. That would be 275 days. A million divided by 275, that's a little over 3,600 a day. Divide that by 24 hours and we have a total of $150 an hour.

“Honestly, that’s fair.” “Is it?” “We altered the rules on him,” Oscar reasoned. “It’s only fair we reset the counter. So... today is Day 1 he has 59 days to go.” “Uhh…..I think it might be more than that”. I rubbed my neck, trying to find the best way to tell him. “Am I missing anything?” Oscar asked looking confused. “It’s 90 days now….” I dropped the bombshell. His eyes widened in shock. “90 fucking days!!! Matt what were you thinking?” My brother yelled out.

We paid for two hours of a desk and a lamp and we were, for the length of it, four of the least interesting people in Moonfall. Three of us, I should say. My mother was north. I kept catching myself counting four. "Nine weeks and two days," Cassian said, once the door was shut and the lamp was lit. "Start there." "What is in nine weeks?" "In an ordinary woman's diary, nothing. Dinners. A dressmaker."

Pulled me on top of him. We didn’t talk. We just breathed. His heart was fast. Mine too. At some point I whispered, Do you think he’ll try again. Victor. Yes Nico said. But not here. Not on base. He’s too smart for that. He’ll wait for the trial. I closed my eyes. 53 days. Nico kissed my forehead. We can do 53 days. I believed him. Because I had to. Night came fast. Lights out at 9.

“I can already sense the life growing inside me. It’s happening so fast.” Kael shifted slightly, careful not to jostle her, and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. “How fast?” “Accelerated,” she replied, eyes half-closed in concentration. “The ritual… the ley lines… our combined bloodlines. The child is developing at ten times the normal rate. I’d say… nine days until birth.” Damien’s cool fingers traced gentle circles over her glowing stomach. “Nine days,” he murmured, voice filled with wonder and quiet fear. “Then we’ll have the cure.”