Autumn And Finny Novels & Stories

“You’re not the only one who knows how to fuck, Alpha Hugh.” He chuckled. “What happened to the innocent Autumn that I know? Your mouth…” he trailed off and stared at my mouth. Out of habit, I wetted my lips. Wrong move. Alpha Hugh grinned. “Quit being a pervert. Stop looking at my mouth.” “I wondered if they were really soft when I kissed them.” My breath hitched. Damn him! “If you’re looking for the young Autumn, well she died with her family. She died when the people whom she believed would not leave her left. So stop looking out for her. She will no longer return.”

I asked, voice rough with exhaustion. “I think,” he said carefully, “it’s scared of what we become when we stop trying to be perfect, and just… burn together.” I smiled into his skin. “I’m not afraid,” I whispered. He kissed the top of my head. “Then neither am I.” But outside, the wind shifted. The scent of ash reached us on the air. And far in the distance… A howl rose. Not wild. Not mourning. But marching.

On New Year’s Eve, Kian Newman never came home. Instead, he had someone deliver a container of frozen ravioli and sent me a single message: "Stay safe this year." I had barely locked the screen when a photo popped up in the company group chat. Isabel Wilkinson, Kian's assistant, had posted it. It was a lavish holiday dinner spread across the table, every dish clearly homemade. The caption read: "Someone spent all day cooking so I could have a taste of home. Love you."

Everly claps and jumps up and down. “No more Baby Boy Fin,” Finley declares, making everyone laugh. “No,” Finch looks at me. “Thank you.” “Pretty sure you were there too,” I laugh, and he laughs too. “The old man has a little lead in his pencil,” Carter jokes. “I sleep with him,” I turn to Carter. “There is a lot of lead in his pencil.” “OOOHHHHHHH!” Everly, Romana and Turk all cheer. Finch captures my lips again and we basically make out in front of everyone.

he commented. I shrugged as we walked towards the SUV parked on the street. “I clicked with her instantly and there’s something major about her that I trust. She and I both came to this place recently and we don’t know anyone else. We were both looking for friends and figured we could be that for each other. She’s a little weird, but then again so am I. It works.” He stopped me from walking, holding my hand as sparks shot through my arm. “You need to be more careful about who you let into your life Autumn.”

Eula’s face turned pale and flushed, as if she had been slapped in public. “Try again! How could there be insufficient funds?” “Beep. Payment unsuccessful.”

And Gavin—well, Gavin’s three hours away, counting down the days until graduation, already acting like he’s got one foot out the door. Gemma texted me last night: You ever feel like you’re suffocating, even when the window’s open? I didn’t know how to answer. I keep thinking about summer, the salt wind and the laughter and the promises we made, but autumn isn’t summer. –And the truth is, maybe none of us are the same anymore. The thing about autumn is that it looks prettier than it feels. Everyone talks about the leaves—red, orange, gold, the whole cliché—but no one talks about the gray sky behind them, or the way the air smells like endings.

At seventeen, Damien Delta severed all ties with his best friend. Without a single word or explanation, he cut Harrison Kane, out of his life completely. For years, Damien stayed on the circuit, masterfully calculating his schedule to make sure their paths never crossed. When dodging Harrison became too difficult, Damien quit driving altogether, stepping away from the track to build the cars instead. He thought he was safe behind the scenes. He was wrong. When the Delta empire faces complete ruin, Damien is forced to break his own golden rule. Dragged out of retirement for SLAT—the most prestigious, brutal racing tournament in the world—he has to step back into the driver's seat.  And

Let's see how it goes. Other Side_ [Clinton's Mansion] In a huge room a very good looking handsome man was in his night suit sitting on a chair near his study table. Working on his laptop with full attention. Exactly this is only Noah Clinton, a very famous personality. But , the problem is his full mansion was filled with workers and maids. And so Noah lives alone in his huge mansion. As he was working on his laptop, a phone rang! Noah picked up the call while still he didn't leave his typing work on the laptop.

mom says on the phone. We talk a bit more and I hang up, her words sticking in my mind. Everybody deserves a second chance... ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷ The following week, everything is still normal. Ramon is keeping a Distance, Thank God! Roy is doing very well at school and has started liking English. I've written my first draft of my new book and this is going to be fun writing. I've not thought of a title yet... Roy and Renny shuffle in friskily. School must have been fun today. They dump their bags on the floor and rush to the kitchen ready for their chocolate milk.