Another Day Novel Novels & Stories

The Next Day DAISY I was having a very nice day at work. It wasn't like something spectacular had happened at work but I was just feeling great all day. No matter how frustrating a task was, I still handled it with a smile on. I just felt so light. And I knew just how much of the opposite of light I would be feeling if Grayson had not been there for me last night. The thoughts of my mum's acts and the guilt of pushing my dad away for years would be eating me away right now. And yes, it actually still was eating away at me but it certainly felt better than it would have been.

To the Moretti family, I'm nothing more than the Don's trophy wife of five years. Five years into our marriage, I found a used condom in his study. We were trying for a baby, so we never kept condoms in the house. I was still staring at it when Alessandro Moretti walked up behind me. "Olivia, Daisy is back in the country. We slept together last night." Daisy Ward was his first love. On her first night back, Alessandro had brought her straight into our home. He picked up the condom and tossed it back into the trash. "I promised Daisy I'd marry her in three days." I turned to him in shock. "So you want a divorce?" He answered without hesitation, "Olivia, I'm not leaving you. I just want to mak

... Milton vanished from my life. Six years later, I returned from studying abroad, reconnecting with Richard and Margaret, with whom I'd kept in touch. I planned to support them in retirement. Disillusioned with Milton, they'd adopted a daughter years prior—a sweet, kind girl who brought light back to their lives, making them look younger, happier. I adored my new sister. When she aced her finals, I promised her a puppy. At a pet store near our complex, she dove into picking her new friend, while my allergies kept me outside.

But the doorknob wouldn’t budge— she had locked it from the outside! "Open the door! Ruby—!" I pounded with all my strength. Her voice, cold and detached, floated from the other side. "Don't act pitiful. I don't want anyone thinking I'm hurting you." She walked away. I was in the small room, alone. Lively music drifted from the banquet hall, and I felt nothing but despair. I dialed Xavier, but there was no signal at all. I felt something was wrong—something dangerous. A deep unease rose in my chest.

I said. She drank her tea. I drank my coffee. The Monday morning. The December light. The arrested individuals. The reduced monitoring. The recovered waiting list. The northwest quadrant this afternoon. The Carver Academy Wednesday. December fourteenth twelve days away. The embroidered square on the bedside table. The pocket waiting. All of it. In December. The month of culmination. The correct amount. --- **That Afternoon** The northwest quadrant. Noah with the survey notebook. The extended range. Section three complete.

Night! Day 4 Dear Diary, Already the 4th day and I have gotten a job and living off another alpha's territory. So many things can happen in simple 4 days am I right? Well, at the strip club I met Kim and Belle. They were both humans and they were wonderful people. They had invited me to dinner and I had said yes. That was my first real dinner in a while and I really enjoyed it. I had actually forgotten about mate for once. Completely. I think I'm able to adapt to this new lifestyle quite well. Maybe I'll just forget about the werewolf world and live as a human. It seems quite nice. Really nice.

**The Next Day...** As dawn broke, a gentle light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. When Alex finally stirred from his deep slumber, he realized that he was still curled up in the same position from the previous night. He couldn’t recall when exactly exhaustion had embraced him, but he distinctly remembered the comfort of resting his head on Anjali's lap, drowning in tears yet finding solace in her presence. After a decade of tumult, the morning air felt invigorating, as if it had lifted a weight he had carried for far too long.

Tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow is the day where two clans will fight life and death, defending the honor of their group even if it costs them life and blood. And this morning, Angel chose to be a normal human being, at least he wanted to spend time happily with his mother. Because no one knows what will happen tomorrow, whether he will live or die. "Mom, let's go!" Mrs. Matthew frowned. "Mommy is off today." "Therefore, I want to take mommy for a walk today."

No matter how willing they were to feel each other, some invisible manacles were there, holding both of them apart. The sky was dark but still belonged to the morning, as it was an early hour striking 3 am on the time measuring tool. A deafening silence was filling the vacuum of that busy road, carrying no one else than those two bodies, which might be each other’s, but was no more than a stranger to it. No car could be seen passing by, as if the road has blocked itself to give time to these strangers crying their hearts out inside, but have nothing to utter outside, even if it is a sob. Though the illuminating lights were so bright, ready to compete with the sun, the world of these souls ca

Then I say it slowly and with much thought, “Yes, I do. I don’t think I will ever get over you. But, under the conditions you wanted me to live, I cannot. I refuse to share you with anyone, and I certainly don’t wish to have anyone else. That is a fact. So, if you feel that I am not good enough, and you need to have more than one, I am not your woman.” “Kaitlyn.” He says and then his voice trails off. He looks at me again with those eyes filled with hurt and I realize finally that I must leave before he wins. Opening the door, I get out and walk quickly to the office. As I enter the building, Mr. Sandhill stares at me and then approaches. Crap! I am late and he has no idea why. Now,