Ace Post Timeskip Novels & Stories

One thing was sure. Whatever was out there wasn't human and it had us trapped. I looked down to irena who now had her head on my lap, looking peaceful in her sleep. "I hope." ❇❇❇ I'm so sorry for updating so late. I was preparing for some exams but is was proponed due to covid 19 issues but now that I have till august to prepare I might update faster, thanks for bearing with me.

he growled. The informant grabbed his sleeve. “If you fight him tonight, someone will die.” Lucian jerked his arm free. “Then pray it isn’t her.” Back at the penthouse Marek checked the window again, tension rising. “Something’s off. Look at the street.” Elara stood slowly. “What is it?” He pointed. “Those cars. They’ve been there for about forty minutes.” Her breath hitched. “Maybe neighbors…” “No. Those aren’t neighbors.”

" After reading the letter, Zoey simply took a deep breath. If this letter had come before she left, she would have rushed back to Adrian without hesitation. But now, it was all too late. Some people, once lost, are gone forever. Some people, once you say goodbye, you never see again. People always lament the past that can't be reclaimed, but forget to cherish the present moment. Because the present, once it passes, also becomes the past. As Zoey folded the letter away, the photographer's voice called from the wedding venue. "Come quickly! Time for the group photo!" Zoey listened, collected herself, and immediately responded, "Coming!"

I leaned in, my voice a blade of ice, "you are not even a memory. You are nothing." Those words were crueler than any punishment. Ethan knelt on the floor, his body shaking violently. "But... but we used to..." "Used to what? You used to be my savior?" I glanced at Damon. Damon said nothing. He simply pulled up his shirt, revealing the crescent-shaped scar over his heart. "This is the proof, left from that night." Ethan completely shattered. "So... so for the last ten years... all her kindness toward me... was..."

" My eyes flew open to see Sophia standing before me, still alive and breathing. She was wearing an elegant long dress and had her hair pulled up in a high ponytail, radiating youthful energy. Even so, her eyes were unable to hide their contempt. The Sophia from my future was mature, cold, and unapproachable, but this version of her was bright and spirited, still carrying a touch of liveliness. A lump formed in my throat when I laid my eyes on her. The time machine had indeed brought me back to the past, but unfortunately, it seemed to have malfunctioned. Instead of returning to when we first met, I had arrived thirteen years in the past, on the day Sophia and I were about to be married. Tha

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For the first time, I was truly proud of the sparkling girl staring back at me. Thank you, Lucia. Thank you for fighting for your future. Suddenly, my phone started vibrating nonstop. Several texts from unknown numbers popped up at the same time. "Lucia, it's me, Scott. You said a real relationship needs a grand confession. A breakup deserves a proper goodbye too, right? Today's my birthday. Can you come see me, just once? I'll wait for you here, for as long as it takes." He left the address. It was our high school's sports field.

The memories of my previous life flooded into my mind like a burst dam, crashing in with brutal force. I saw myself pressing the system panel's confirmation button without hesitation, giving up the billion-dollar reward. I saw Victoria standing up from her wheelchair and hugging me tightly as she cried with joy. I heard Noah's sweet, provocative voice through the phone. I saw the cold dinner on our seventh anniversary, and Victoria's back as she left without hesitation. And finally, I saw the countdown reaching zero, the black blood I vomited in mouthfuls, and the extreme agony of my soul being torn from my body.

"My spirit is shocked to death, really..." My ears remain on the line while my fingers click on the link sent by Lisa's paws. After the main wire feed loads onto the screen, the very first thing my eyes see is the gorgeous photo of my body on Connor's back. Most importantly, the exact time at which the post was made was 8:15pm... It turned out, Connor was still at work at the fortress, because of this?

My mother dragged me out of my biological father's brutality, and I thought we had finally escaped. Then she married the Don of the Falcone family. The woman who once fought to protect me completely changed. To secure my stepfather's approval and coddle his beloved Sofia, she stood by and let them turn me into a servant in the house I was supposed to call home. Every time I pushed back, they pushed harder. Every time I begged to be seen, I was met with contempt. My biological father's fists left scars on my body. This family's marks went deeper—into my bones. So I stopped. If they never wanted me there, I would stop breaking myself for their hollow approval. I would take my own life back. In