After Twenty Years Story Novels & Stories

Instead, standing upright beneath my own weight. Amon shows up by my desk one hour after I’m already deep into work. He asks what happened at the meeting. “Good. Really good, actually. I forgot how much I love this work.” “I’m proud of you. You’re finding your way back.” “Is that allowed? Finding my way back? Isn’t it too soon?” “Sarah and Ayana, died two years ago. You’re allowed to have a life again.” Two years gone by. Can it truly be so much time passed? At times, memory makes it seem like just last week. Then again, some moments make it feel ancient, buried deep in the past.

It's been twenty years already, a lot of things have changed and no one will recognize me anymore. There's nothing left for me in this pack, my father died in this pack and the same happened to my mother, we came here hoping that life will smile on us but all my parents got was strange death, I can't allow the same thing to happen to me too, I've been here for twenty years yet I've not found my mate, I need to go back to my pack my mate may be there waiting for me

I am absolutely fine" replied Natasha giving her hand to Cherry pulling him up. "Bloody hell What are you doing here Chocolate burglar ? " said Natasha, amazed. "Woah! Is it you Natasha, I mean seriously you a filthy baby elephant," replied Cherry holding Natasha's hand and getting up. "Stop calling me with that damn name, it's been four years. " asserted Natasha. " I guess you started first." answered back Cherry. "Screw it, brother, I missed you," said Natasha hugging Cherry. "I missed you too," replied Cherry, hugging her back.

She said it would be for a few months, but unfortunately, the problem lasted for ten years. "Yes, I have." Lousia smiles softly. "Now we can live in luxury as your father had wished," Louisa told me. I looked at my mother whose eyes were lonely, my father had passed away 14 years ago and she had to come back to handle the family business. "You miss dad?" I said softly. Of course, she misses him! My subconscious told me... Louisa forced me to smile and look at me, I regret asking her that unreasonable question, I know she doesn't want to bring back painful memories, She was already happy that I was back now.

My body betrayed me…blood rushing south for the first time in five years. “You look sixteen” I muttered, my voice sounding rough and strained as I tried to hide my bulge. “Are you even legal?” “You will know I'm not sixteen when I take you in my mouth. I'm twenty two” he said, his eyes shining with mischief. “And yes…I know you want me, I saw you checking me out earlier…and you've been trying to hide how hard you are. I want you too…I mean, who wouldn't? With a face like yours and I bet you're huge down there. Well…you can do whatever you want with me as thank you for buying my paintings”

"Listen carefully. I have my own life. I won't revolve it around you, nor will I ask for your compassion. "This isn't out of stubbornness or spite; I truly want to build my future with him." I had once bitterly wondered why Jade ended up taking my place, but I came to realize that true love never kept anyone waiting forever. An unresolved story spanning 20 years could only bring regret. Wesley had sacrificed 20 years of friendship for an assistant he'd known for just two months. So, what reason did I still have to hold on to the past?

Two years ago, a rogue wolf's bullet took my sight. The day I got it back, I couldn't wait to share the news with my Alpha mate Lucian. But outside the door, I overheard Lucian talking with his Beta. "Alpha, the Luna has been blind for two years. Just so you could be with your first love, you used a witch's potion to mask Silas's scent, and then you begged the Moon Goddess to tie her bond to him... Aren't you afraid the two of them will actually sleep together?" Alpha Lucian took a sip of his drink, his voice smug. "Silas has the best self-control of any wolf in the pack. Back in training, he could stay clear-headed even after he was drugged. "Besides, since Leona lost her eyes, she has had

“Oh come on! You’ve had history at school, same as everyone else! Surely you must have been expecting it?” I’m thrown by that one. “Why would I possibly have been expecting it?” “Oh my goddess, Alicia! If you maybe took half an interest in our kingdom, you’d be more informed. It’s been 200 years! It’s time for the next bride swap, and… duh! There are only two princesses who are eligible for it.” Wtf? Bride swap? I vaguely remember something about the 200-year bride swap being taught as part of our history lessons as I wrestle the Long Island Iced Tea back out of Darren’s clutches. He is looking at me like I’m a simpleton he needs to educate.

He chuckled, "March 25, 2011. You even reminded me this morning that tomorrow's your birthday. Don't tell me you've forgotten already?" '2011?' I froze, my mind racing. Then, I pinched my thigh hard. The pain was sharp, almost bringing tears to my eyes. This wasn't a dream. I'd gone back to 2011 when my mother's death was still a raw, gaping wound, and Anton was my rock and solace. Back then, I depended on him, wishing I could be with him forever. ... "Erica." Anton's voice pulled me back from the precipice of my thoughts.

he said quietly. The moons above flickered faintly. For a brief moment, one of them seemed to fade into shadow. Then something impossible happened. Far beyond the familiar moons, a faint new light appeared in the sky. A small, pale moon slowly emerged from the darkness. Lyra stared in disbelief. “That’s not possible,” she whispered. There had always been twenty moons. Always. But now… there were twenty-one. The strange new moon glowed dimly, almost like a ghost hiding behind the others.