A Time To Die Book Novels & Stories

As Heath is about to argue, I hear from behind, “Sorry for the delay. I had to access our new security system. It took me a moment to remember the steps. My name is Dr. Moreno. I understand we are in need of some medical records?” Councilman Charles is the first to speak, “Thank you, Dr. Moreno. Yes, we are here to investigate the death of Rose Clark, mother of Tina Clark, Luna of Golden Frost. We also understand there was another death around the same time of a man who was tortured most viciously.”

Four of them total. Three are Silver Hunters, and the fourth ... is Sara Khalek. A gasp flies from my lips, and Davis shifts into his wolf form. "Sara." I rush to her side and feel her cheek. She's cold. She's been dead for many hours, maybe for days. Davis sniffs one of the bodies, his wolf lips curling back. "She put up a good fight." His bass werewolf voice echoes in the small room. I close my eyes against the tears. "Are there any others in here?"

I pulled my suitcase after me and took one last look at the home that I had lived in for five years. I no longer wanted anything, including the people whom I had once cherished the most. … Shane's POV I slept until late that morning. I walked out into the living room, rubbing my temples, only to find that it was empty. Even the things in Ayla's room had disappeared. I frowned and dialed her number, but I could not get through. Feeling a sense of unease, I grabbed my car keys and headed to the design institute. Betty saw me as soon as I walked in. She smiled broadly and walked over. "What are you doing here, Shane? Hasn't Ayla's resignation been processed?"

"Don't tell Madison about this yet," I said to Emilia. Over the past few days, Madison had stayed by my bedside, taking care of me, but I still hadn't changed my mind. I told her that even though the surgery had gone smoothly, my condition hadn't fully improved, and the doctor said I had at most a year left to live. Madison held my hand and said softly, "Cassian, I want to be with you through whatever time you have left."

At the moment, just one thing rang in Andy's head — the Time Machine. * * * Howdy mates! I'm glad you stopped by to read this. Thanks a million! Did you like this? What really held you to read this chapter all through? I'd like to see that in the comments section below. Till next week!😇

"I see you seek the truth. " I moved closer towards him. "May I ask what truth you're talking about? " "I know you have questions about why you can't just stop reliving this day. " My eyes flickered frantically. "Oh my—you know? " "Brace yourself for what I am about to say next. " He looked up for a second then turned towards me. "My name is Mann; THE GOD OF TIME... and, time is not on our side, Tyre. " The traffic going on in my head was enough to make it explode. My silver briefcase shook staggeringly and I held it with a firmer grip.

Her name, which was once capable of stirring all kinds of emotions within me, was nothing but an insignificant symbol displayed on the screen now. It had been seven years. It was time to move on. By the fifth day, I had yet to see any tangible outcome of Clementine "settling matters". Instead, all I received was a visit from Stanley himself. He had somehow found out where I live and had shown up at my front door with his eyes visibly red and swollen from crying. "Mr. Everett, I beg you…" He got on his knees. "Mr. Everett, the baby is innocent. The doctor said that if Clementine gets an abortion, it will be very difficult for her to get pregnant again in the future…"

Silence... a warning that time was running out. He held her closer to his body. "I don't have much time..." Cassiopeia whispered, of course he already knows that. He can't just accept it. He wanted to do something, anything just to keep her alive. "Please don't say that." he said softly and touched her face, memorizing every detail of it. She shook her head, “You know I'm bound to die eventually." she said, stubborn as always and he smiled sadly.

“Yes, you’re right. I’m a monster! But what about you? You think you’re any better? Go on, say it yourself. While Daisy was still alive, how many times did you abandon her just so you could sleep with those women? How many times did you leave a five-year-old alone in a crowded street? Do you even know how close she came to being kidnapped? If I hadn’t been secretly following her all those times, you wouldn’t even have a body to look at now!”

Whatever the reason was that brought me to Lucien, none of it mattered anymore. … Back home, I started preparing dinner. It would be our last meal together, so I took my time. When the final dish was set on the table, I placed the official mate-bond termination certificate right on the desk in his study, where he’d be sure to see it. Lucien still wasn’t home. I checked the time. If I waited any longer, I’d miss my flight. I called him again and again, but no one picked up. Just as I was about to hang up, an unknown number lit up on my screen.