A Fresh Start Novels & Stories

I started, “but I needed to see you one last time before I leave the city.” His brows furrowed deeply. “You’re leaving the city?” He inquired, leaning forward slightly. “Yeah,” I nodded. “I need a fresh start. Away from everything that happened. And the best way for that to happen is by leaving the city.” I paused, watching as he nodded slowly, processing it. “And I think you should too. I know what happened these past few weeks wasn’t entirely favorable for anyone, and if anyone deserves a fresh start, I think you do too.”

“I want tonight to be a fresh start. For all of us. I hope that’s a possibility for you, too.” My throat bobbed. A fresh start. I’d spent so many years thinking that I’d already made my fresh start in the human lands, and that there wouldn’t be another. And yet, now, as the days passed in the place I used to call home, as I watched my son grow healthier and as I grew closer to Gideon, I couldn’t help but wonder if the human lands were only a step in my journey—and this was the real fresh start. The final chapter before the vision I’d had all those years ago of a quiet, peaceful life with my child.

It was only the beginning of my new life and that of the children. This was supposed to be our fresh start. Turns out fresh starts came with ghosts that didn’t stay buried.

"I'll set the company aside for a while. We'll try for a baby properly. I'll give you a child. The three of us will live well." I pulled my mouth into a smile. "Sure. I also want to go somewhere nobody knows us and start over." In my head, I finished, "Start over, alone." Amanda did not catch it. She grabbed Donovan's bag and headed toward the bedroom. "Ced, Don just got back. He's still adjusting to the time zone. I've known him since we were kids, so I'll stay in the master bedroom tonight and talk business with him. You can sleep in the guest room."

Here ended what years could not finish. She stood there, once lost now found, prepared to step into what came next. A fresh start waited, not because of promises but because she chose it. Moments before, everything felt heavy. Now lightness took hold. The past stayed behind without ceremony. Starting over wasn’t bold - it simply was. Her breath matched the quiet around her. What mattered unfolded slowly.

"What about you? Your new company—when does that launch?" "January. Assuming my father doesn't successfully sue me into oblivion." He doesn't sound worried. "I've been careful. Everything I'm using is either mine or licensed. He can try, but he won't win." "And then?" "Then I build something that's actually mine. For the first time in my life." He meets my eyes. "We're both starting over in January." "Parallel fresh starts." "Exactly." We pay—he insists, I let him—and walk back to the parking lot.

“Don’t start.” She stood and approached him. “I left everything behind because you promised me a future. I don’t intend to spend it waiting for your ex-wife to decide when she’s ready to leave.” Alexander set his glass down. “Victoria, I said I’ll handle it.” She looked away, hiding the frustration on her face. She had won the man. But she was beginning to wonder whether she had won the life she wanted. ⸻ That afternoon, Isabella returned to the house to collect some additional belongings.

Eden smiled when she heard her son and his uncles howling with laughter in the background, and she wondered what mischief they were up to. "I'm not," Liam said seriously. "But I waited a very long time for this day. I'm not doing anything to fuck it up." "Okay," she agreed with his reasoning; they'd come too far to tempt fate. "And I love the flowers." "You still remember what they mean?" "How can I forget?" "Good," he chuckled. "This is the first day of the rest of our lives." "Our new start." She added. "Yeah, our new start. And I love you, Mrs Anderson."

Anthony sat as the new CEO and within a year of taking the reins of the business, the share price of the company rose. TO, A HAPPILY EVER AFTER >>>>>THE END<<<<<<

"Three years. You have three years to take your revenge then you will work for me.youll have to do a few things in-between but not much" "What? like a reaper? Harvest souls and all that shit....... Emmmm No thank you just send me on my way thank you." Michael shot back. "NO not like a reaper you silly bastard are you stupid you'll be alive in a new body you're not qualified for that job. FUCK. I'm offering you revenge on the people who killed you. A Second Chance at life but when the time comes in three years you do as I say and if the job is done right. You can go live out the rest of your life. Il even let you live till 100 if you want."