All In A Day Novels & Stories

"They think you're just mooching off them. It must be awkward, right? I don't want you to be mistreated because of me." After that, it got harder to look Anna in the eye. Meanwhile, Michael and Chloe were fighting more often too. I thought maybe life would have settled into this strange rhythm… until I ruined everything with my own pride and blind trust. "Joel, help me! I fell down a hill—my stomach hurts so bad—I'm so scared!" Anna's voice rang out in a panic. I shot up in bed, drenched in sweat, only to realize it was a dream. I had just seen her, but I already missed her again.

Layla's POV I didn't know how long had passed when Knox finally walked over to me. He still had that same careless, cocky swagger—hands in his pockets, strolling over like he was just here to watch a good show. Behind him trailed the Betas who'd helped with the "prank." And Mia. She was wearing a white dress today, her hair flowing loose over her shoulders. She had her hand over her mouth, her face all fake surprise. "Oh my god, I was just saying I wanted to see an Omega frenzy—I can't believe you actually did it!"

I fell onto the sofa, and the only word that resounded in my mind was Dylan. Who was that?

“This is his punishment. Not fire or chains. Just…endless days.” One night, while she lay stiff next to him, he took her hand in his, and he softly said. “Camela, I know you’re still in there. You can fight this.” Her fingers curled slightly as if they were almost human. For a brief moment, he saw tears glimmer behind her mask. Then she whispered the same phrase as always. “Good night, Vincent.” His heart sank at the response. On what felt like the thirteenth day—or maybe the thirtieth; he couldn’t tell—Vincent noticed something new.

Finally, at six thirty, there was a knock on the door. I stood to open it, and a huge bouquet blocked my view. It was camellias, my favorite flower. Even though my severe allergies and past surgery meant I could barely smell anything, I couldn't help but smile. Harry stood at the back of the group, his gaze gentle, his voice steady. "I love you, Selena." I moved through the crowd, almost running into his arms. "I love you too." But the next second, he didn't hug me back. Instead, he shoved me away with force.

The ten-carat diamond ring hit the bottom of the bin with a clear, crisp clink, like it was bidding me farewell. Everything was over. Nothing could salvage this relationship. … I sat on a cold, hard bench in the ER, my face drained of color. Across from me, outside the VIP area, a crowd had gathered. The people whispered among themselves. "They say that Don Costa's people are in there." "It's probably the Donna. He's so worked up over her when she isn't even injured. He made the hospital call in every doctor to check her over." "Classic hero-saves-damsel moment. Didn't you see the gash on his head? That cut was huge, yet he didn't even make a sound!"

“You came.” Daya said surprisingly as I walked into the dining room. The table was so scanty that I could count how many there was. Two minus me and Daya. “Aren't there like sixteen people in the house?” “Most of the guards prefer to eat outside and most of the maids eat in their rooms. It's only me, little axel and Gloria.” I looked at the two little toddlers surprisingly. “Why? Are those kids yours?” Daya cheeks turned pink and she blinked shyly. “No way! I'm still a virgin waiting on my special someone.”

May 9 of 2030 came in and Andrew, as he had always been for the last five years, woke up with a hangover. But that day, he woke up with the ID card in his hands kept safe in his chest. That was the only remnant that was left with him after the accident.

Everyone grouped together, awaiting the captain's words. "Alright! Day one of two this week! We got a short week, so let's make it intense. Remember to breathe and keep your pace consistent. GO! GO! GO!" Becca yelled and everyone took off, sprinting towards the track. Becca searched the crowd and spotted Demitri. She jogged up next to him and started taunting. "God, you're so slow!" Becca said, making Demitri's head turn. "Oh yeah?!" Demitri yelled and in a moment of spite, he ran ahead of Becca.

"And this damn Academy isn't making it any better for us, why would they have to place the training sessions at 7am, every freaking morning, who does that?" Claire chuckled. "It's part of the training miss, are you complaining already? you've not even stayed up to a week here, and need I remind you that you've still got three years straight up to go?" She teased. "Whatever, I just..." she was suddenly interrupted by the blaring sound of the speaker mounted at the far end of the training field. Everyone! get on to your separate groups, the training starts now! " "I have to go now, catch ya after training yeah?" Claire said turning towards her and pulled her into a hug.