A Separate Peace Novels & Stories

He climbed into the driver's seat and sped off. Alice looked at the ocean as they drove along the shore. The car came to a stop. Khan leaned his seat back and closed his eyes. Alice waited a second. It has been a long time since she came back to this place. She inhaled and climbed out of the car. The fresh sea wind whisked across her face blowing the daisies that were still in her hair with it. She took her shoes off and continue to walk barefoot. In front of her was a long cement pier. She walked until she reached the end of the pier. The pier was also known for its multiple suicide cases. People would jump into the sea and their bodies would sometime wash out on the beach. Alice closed her

I say, waving the gun at him before stuffing it in my purse. With my heels in my hand and my purse in the other, I walked out of the private bar and headed towards the parking lot. I unlocked my baby; a sleek black BMW Z4 and got in. My phone rang and I almost rolled my eyes. I dropped my things on the passenger’s seat and drove off to my shift. ***

Soren had held me as we hid in this very room, the sound of gunfire lasting the entire night. At dawn, he pushed the door open, covered in blood, and said to me, "Abby, when we get out of here, I'll never let you be this terrified again." What a fucking joke. We had fought through a hail of bullets for twelve years to escape this world of blood and violence, just to get to where we were today. I thought we were fighting for a future together. Every time I felt like I couldn't go on, we would pull out the file with our new identities for Northern Europe and remind each other what we were fighting for.

Third Person POV Peace was sitting in the back sit of the car with Fritz and War in silence while inside the car as it is on its way to the hospital where is husband is now fighting for his life/ Fritz keep sparing a glance at Peace while War is hitting in his lap, he couldn’t see any expression nor emotion to Peace face---it was so cold and just staring outside the window. This is a new atmosphere Fritz felt around Peace, because in the circle of their friends Peace will always have the most welcoming and calm feeling if you're around her---but right now? It was a completely different feeling.

“My body won’t let me. What should I do? Do we have to move somewhere quiet?” She’s unscrewing the last bits of sanity in me. A quieter place? The silence in their household was already deafening and their mansion was in the middle of nowhere, with no neighbors, or anything fun whatsoever. No sane person could write a happy story in such a place. Too isolated. “Master Kai,” a young man suddenly entered the room. Even he was surprised by the chaos inside. Also, he senses the change in Miss Yuki. “Miss Yuki...” I noticed what he was carrying.

He also said and left the place but I'm confused not knowing what is there to solve. I know that Vincenzo only decided that as I asked him but then that is what is good for both of us. He can't live with regret seeing me and I can't live with pain seeing him. So, I guess separation is the only thing but a painful separation.

The castle was eerily quiet, the sounds of my footsteps and the pounding of my heart heavy in my ears. The heavy wooden door creaked when I pushed it open. I inhaled the smell of books, a smile tugging at my face. Climbing the ladder resting against the top bookshelf, I placed the book he ordered into a space on the top, and scanned the row. I could have spent hours in that library, but I knew Zander would be up soon. Snagging an old copy of A Separate Peace, I hurried down each rung, and turned toward the door.

“What’s going on here? This hotel is under Lowe Corporation! If anything goes wrong, neither of us can afford to clean it up. Call the police. Get that watch back!” Cara hadn’t said a word through it all. Her gaze toward me turned colder, filled with growing disgust. She was probably embarrassed to be associated with me, afraid I’d ruin her reputation in front of these people. Glowing with satisfaction, Luthen turned back to my daughter and reached out his hand, voice soft as he said, “Were you scared, sweetheart? Come to me. I’ve got more chocolate for you.” However, she ignored him completely. She pushed past the people crowding around, reached out for my hand, and said in her clear, child

"That chubby kid thinks he's all that just because he comes from a rich family. He doesn't know yet that the male lead is actually Wesley Hunter, the wealthiest and most influential person in all of Centrae! "And when he finds out that the female lead, Hilary Jameson, and her daughter, Sandy Hunter, got bullied like this, he is going to bankrupt the Sterlings!" I cocked my eyebrow when I read the comments, silently taking note of the information given. When I arrived at Theo's preschool, I saw him standing in the corner, silent, his head down. A beautiful young woman was carrying a little girl in her arms, not too far away, comforting her quietly. She had to be Hilary, the main female lead t

A man says: “Subjects 47-A and 47-B. Let’s start with separation.” Mara's getting up. She fell on her knees. The pictures came too fast. You and the girl. In a room. Together. Always together. Until one day men came in white coats. They screamed. Humbled on his hands. Then they were separated. Mara screamed loud. Not before pain. Remember. The girl came closer. Knee before her. His eyes were unnaturally calm. “You forgot me.” Mara looked at it. Tears conjure their vision.