All The Bright Places Novels & Stories

After begging my dad for the 100th time to let me come back home for school, he finally gave in. Before the semester started, he warned me repeatedly. “There is an underground clique around campus. Every year, they single out one freshman who attracts too much attention and make that person their punching bag. “They are careful about covering their tracks. We’ve looked into them for a long time and still have nothing solid. Keep your head down and watch your back.” I nodded, then I remembered that I had recently joined the incoming-freshman group chat. I opened it and intended to ask if anyone knew anything about the clique, only to discover that someone had tagged me. [Damn, we found

,I nod and dismiss him. Bright and lex are my favourite, only because they are the most determined trainees. They are always asking questions,asking for more training, the rest do what I tell them to do but you can tell their hearts are not really in it,it's just something they have to do. I made a book for bright too,to help her havea better diet more balance and exercises she should do.She loves it and literally has it with her all the time. She's drinking a lot ofwater.She is glowing and is much happier, she is definitely gaining confidence.

Some people make you feel so loved and safe that you instantly feel at home. They may not be there for you physically but they will be the people you want to return to. They will be your peace when things are at war inside you. Keep looking and never give up until you find your home. —Mehak Gupta *plays 'Home' from Bright in the bg*

The dark forest started to clear as I flew forward on my delicate wings. The first thing to catch my eye in the firelight was Kezia strapped to a pole in the middle of the nexus circle surrounded by what looked to be human bones. The rose bushes that were planted six years ago were the size of people, bushy, and well cared for. Their blooms were just starting to fade as the fall equinox rose. A hundred or so crystals sparkled in the moonlight spread out over the complicated circles drawn in the dirt. Mila stood at the edge of the circle chanting in a language I couldn't make out.

*LIVE BRAVELY*, the white slip of paper says, in sprawling cursive. And that's all the push I need. I pull out my phone and text Noah. Dolly: Hey. Yesterday seemed like a lot. I'm here if you want to talk. Send. I fold the fortune into quarters and shove it into the pocket of my leggings, alongside my phone. I place the cupcakes on the highest shelf. Then I reach into the medicine cabinet, swallow one of Dr. Lucy's capsules dry, tie my trainers, and head out for a run. --- The morning is damp and quiet, the rain from yesterday gone, though its leftovers still cling to MeadowLark. Puddles shiver in the gutters, and water drips steadily from every awning.

I only felt a dense, throbbing pain spreading from my chest outward. Everything in front of me became blurry, and I suddenly lost consciousness. When I woke up again, bright lights were blinding me, and the air was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant. "Hailey, you're awake." My best friend, Jane, was beside me, helping me sit up. "How do you feel?" I sensed a moment of hesitation in Jane's voice. "What happened to me?"

Kathryn Michaels is a country bumpkin with an honest personality. She's also a timid woman who tends to make careless mistakes at work. Just one glare can easily make her burst into tears. Chris Albert is the most well-known man in Harborlean. He's a cruel and bloodthirsty man with a penchant for brutal and inhuman methods. No woman dares to pine after him even though he's blessed with gorgeous looks. Unexpectedly, a woman actually manages to sneak into his room and sleep with him while he's drunk! Just as Chris scours the world for the mysterious woman, he realizes that his secretary is putting on more weight each passing day. With a dark expression on his face, he coaxes, "Tell me, Kathy.

Bright. After everything we had been through… he was still here. I couldn’t help but reach out and brush my fingers through his hair. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, but he didn’t wake up. He wasn’t aware of what I was doing, and I liked touching him without him noticing. It was the only moment I could do it because consciously, I wasn’t sure if he would allow me to touch him. My fingertips begged to feel his skin against mine. Once he woke up, I didn’t know how long I’d be able to stay close to him. Bright had allowed me to hold him and care for him because he was hurt because he needed me.

It was simple but cozy. The walls were bare, and the house wasn't accessorized, but I understood that because it was occupied by grizzlies. The last thing I expected to find here were pink pom poms or streamers decorating the walls. "Boys." I didn't even notice their presence until Aria spoke. "We can't let her go back, Aria," Drake says. "It's not like she has anywhere to go anyway," he shrugged blatantly. "You probably deserve better. And we'll all be rid of Christopher Shade once we're done," Justin said to me.

[FLASHBACK] The two little kids with a happy yet cheerful gaze found their way to their friend's house under the bright blue sky with beautiful scenery surrounding it. A beautiful mansion to be exact. They managed to go at the same exact planned time for their best friend's eight birthday party, sorry not sorry but they can't miss it for the world.