Ascending Do Not Disturb Novels & Stories

“The Underworld had the lowest entry requirement, you just need to be a soul, but then all memories you gain in that place will be forgotten once you leave. It’s like a boy scout’s mantra, what you see, what you hear, when you leave, leave them here.” “As for the Skyworld, it’s a littler different. Mortals have to be ascended ones before getting the qualifications to enter that world. These ascended ones called Anitos are deities that can walk and reign in the mortal world, but once they are up above, they have to bow down to the actual authorities of that place.” “The Skyworld is several times vaster than the Underworld and might even be bigger than the Mortal World and its galaxies combine

After sleeping for a few hours, I finally woke up around two and used my time to wash up. I caught myself sighing a few times, wanting to call Elliot back, but I was holding it off until another day. I keep repeating the words over and over that we’re not broken up, that we can be together again once I sort things out with school. I’ll make an appointment with my counselor on Monday and then maybe talk more with Genevieve about the newspaper work or the club activities with Andre. I don’t want to waste this whole month on not sorting things out and I want things to feel settled. I need a new path again to go towards or I might fall down. For some reason, I feel like I'll have a hard time get

XXV –Descent . . . Descent (noun): it can be an action of moving downward, dropping, or falling… or it could be a moral, a social or psychological decline into a specified undesirable state . . . PROSERPINA: Before she and Alastor can go shopping later–does this count as a date?–Proserpina had fully intended to leave the house not too far or for long seeing as she no longer felt that secure ever since they’ve been attacked there) when she returned to the shadows to rest.

Leonel Grey Montero, a cool and well-known student, was peacefully walking alone in the school hallway until— “Leon!” Someone interrupted his quiet time from behind. “Not again, please,” he mumbled to himself, immediately recognizing the voice and already anticipating the unavoidable disturbance to his peaceful walk. To avoid getting dragged into another troublesome conversation, he intentionally ignored her call and kept walking as if he heard nothing at all. Unfortunately for him, it was already too late. The girl quickly caught up to him and casually walked beside him as though it was the most natural thing in the world. Leon slightly averted his gaze, clearly showing that he had no inter

"Lesley works himself to the bone for this company. How dare you exploit him like that? You have a project bringing in nearly a million in profit. Hand it over to Lesley as compensation." Like she had every right to make that call. I couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh. Give me a break. That project? I had personally used my network to bring in an investor—someone who put in over a hundred million. And now, because of Lesley's so-called "three do-not-disturbs," he missed the investor's call. The investor was furious and pulled out. Without the funding, the project stalled, and every day of delay meant growing losses.

Jane deliberately emphasized my identity as an orphan and a sly look flashed through her eyes. Then a panicky voice suddenly rang out. "Watch out!" I looked up and saw the chandelier above me was swaying dangerously. The next second, it came crashing down! In that instant, Andy grabbed Jane's wrist and pulled the panicked she-wolf tightly behind him. As for me? I had no time to dodge as it struck me hard in the forehead. Dizziness overwhelmed me as I fell to the floor, blood quickly trickled down from my forehead. I touched the blood and looked toward Andy, but he was only worried about whether Jane was hurt the whole time.

I stolе a glancе at Gabriеl, who was watching the exchange with a hint of amusement in his еyеs, and I could feel my cheeks turning еvеn rеаdеr. Orion seemed just as flustered as I was, “Uh, is thеrе any way to... I don’t know, supprеss it?” Thе doctor noddеd, “Yеs, we can use drips to suppress her heat for thе nеxt thrее days. Shе’ll havе to stay hеrе, though.”

I closed my eyes, about to jump off a building, when an ill-timed phone ringtone blared. On the other end of the phone came a voice that I couldn't be more familiar with. It was my own voice. "Don't jump, Jack Sterling."

The springs creaked loudly, echoing through the silence of the bedroom. His leg was still by his front door as he had not thought to grab it before settling into bed with a cup of tea and a decent book, and now he found himself deeply regretting the lapse in judgement. His downstairs neighbors had already complained multiple times about Bradley’s cane making too much noise in the morning, despite it being a necessary thing some mornings. The man reaches for his cane, finding comfort in the familiarly smooth wood of the handle, it taps against the ground as he pushes himself into a standing position, tottering down the hallway at a slow, but constant, pace, making a point of keeping the sound

Chapter 48: When Desire Meets Dawn, Nothing Else Matters Anymore Aria stirred slowly, her body heavy with the remnants of sleep but already reaching, instinctively, for the cool and steady presence beside her. The soft hum of their apartment’s smart thermostat filled the quiet morning, the faint glow from her phone’s bedside screen casting a pale light on her flushed skin. She shifted under the blanket, which had become too warm against her bare legs, and let out a sleepy, almost pleading whine.