Back From The Brink Book Novels & Stories

Felix and his men had stepped into the elevator, heading to the 33rd floor. Nancy was frantic, nearly in tears. Grabbing my arm, she dragged me over to the computer. "Spence, you know exactly what kind of man Mr. Watch is. The last bank that made him lose 20 million dollars was practically skinned alive. You managed to get the money back just now. That means those hackers are nothing to you. You must know how to get it back, right? "As for the equipment, mine is the best. Use mine!" She moved quickly, placing her equipment in front of me.

"Today a savior, tomorrow love at first sight. Who will it be the day after tomorrow?" Dante's face turned pale. "It's not like that—" "Then what is it like?" I patted my skirt hem, bored. "You came back to me because no one else can save you, right?" Dante trembled. "Elena Moretti," he suddenly raised his voice, "Don't go too far!" "I admit I was wrong!" he roared. "But I've lost everything! The family is gone, my position is gone, even Sofia's abandoned me!"

I need to talk to you about something important. I didn't hesitate to change out of my casual wear and leave. However, a black van pulled to a stop before me when I approached the entrance of the cafe. Amelie wound down the window and shot a sinister smirk at me. I tried to run, but pain shot up my neck as soon as I turned my back on her. My vision went black, and I collapsed. When I came to, I found myself tied up and in a boat.

That I could rise above the chaos surrounding me. I leaned back on the bench, staring at the stars above. Each one seemed to whisper possibilities, reminding me that the world was vast and filled with more than just this house, this city, these people. That there was room to breathe, to think, to heal, to grow. “I will come back,” I whispered again, louder this time. “Not for anyone else, but for me. For my child. For my life. I will return stronger. I will return whole.”

It blurred my vision. I was still struggling to find my way back when someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me under the slide. The warm touch felt familiar. Kevin.

Brianna's POV I thought I could easily change my life after I got reborn. I had the courage to change my fate because I know I have my resources. But after realizing the possible fall of my company, it shook me. It wasn't Cain who shook me, it was the situation of the company that my grandfather entrusted me with. I have three days left from a week that the shareholders gave me. I only have three days to find a way to at least assure them that the company won't fall. I only have three days left to prove that I can save the company. But I'm losing my hope.

Not of connection. But of expectation. Of hope that I would return to what I was before. I faced the rising creatures. Alone. Not abandoned. Not unsupported. But changed. And as the ground broke wider beneath them. I understood something with sharp clarity. There was no going back.

"Your visit sparked something in her. She has been more alert in the past day and a half than all the years I have known her combined." Brinn knelt on the cold floor by her aunt. "Aunt Bukuri! How are you?" "Healing." Bukuri responded. She had spent so much time being weak and helpless so that the gnomes would leave her alone that she had nearly given into the darkness. Nearly. Every time she had come close to embracing the sweet release of death, something had pulled her back. The birth of her child, the arrival of her fellow prisoner Faris, and even the kindness of a human girl who was able to escape, all of these pulled Bukuri back from the brink.

If anything, Uncle Ben had been my rock inside the madness and chaos, but even he hadn’t been strong enough to keep me rooted here. But I guess dying and having your younger niece as your only living family, gave you a big enough reason to come back home just for one last time. I at least owed it to him to come back, it was the least I could do for him, making sure that his house and business would be taken care of. There were vultures enough around that wanted nothing more but to grab the business that had taken him blood sweat and tears to build, and sell it to the highest bidder just for their own profit. Not that I had any idea how to run a business, I just hoped his will would give me s

It was barely a whisper, a fractured sound that escaped before I could rein it back. Gasps rippled through the space like a gentle wave as all eyes locked onto me. Familiar faces—the ones I'd ached to see: family, friends, a gathering of souls woven into the fabric of my existence. Relief welled like a dam about to break, an overflowing torrent threatening to sweep reason aside. Above the sea of expectant gazes, a new figure emerged—Pearl. "You're back, Brax," she said softly, her voice a balm amid the storm. The sight of her brought with it a cascade of memories reminiscent of laughter shared, and battles fought side by side. She moved toward me, a constant in the chaos unravelling around u