Before It's Too Late Novel Novels & Stories

No one noticed that while holding my hand, she slipped me a small note. On it was the location of her diary. Following the instructions on the note, I eventually found it. But I never expected that the very first page alone would leave me in tears. I hurriedly flipped through the rest, desperate to learn the full truth. The more I read, the colder my body felt. I never imagined my parents could have done such things. By the time I reached the final page, I quietly closed the diary and sat there in silence. I was waiting for someone.

I stopped him. Southvale's scenery was beautiful, and the air there was fresh. Being amid nature and away from the hustle and bustle of the city naturally calmed our hearts. Living a simple and peaceful life was something I'd always wanted. It was too bad our trip didn't last for too long. Calvin made noise about wanting to have candy apples when we were almost home, so Skyler got out of the car to get him some. Calvin was curious about the street market outside and ran around haphazardly while I chased him. Suddenly, a motorcycle shot out of a nearby alley and headed straight for us.

He was given two choices—death and a life worse than death; he chose the former. Hazel and the others' faces turned even paler upon that realization. Regret alone wasn't the worst part of the toxic concoction of it all. The worst part was that they had finally woken up to reality, but it was too late. They wanted to make things right, but the person they needed to make it up to wasn't there anymore. That was what truly hurt. "Go… Hurry… If you wait any longer, it'll be too late!" Suddenly, urgent shouts came from outside the villa, along with the rumble of moving trucks passing by.

After sacrificing eight years for the man she loved, Dr. Ariana is rewarded with betrayal. A chance encounter with Lucian Moretti, the city's most feared mafia king, changes everything. One reckless night binds their fates, but deadly enemies and a painful misunderstanding tear them apart. When destiny reunites them, one question remains: Was I too late?

I still have six more days left before I could see him again. I sit on my chair, right outside our living room's balcony while I was finished reading this novel that Cameron gave me yesterday. It was a story that something I can relate to and I hated Cameron for giving me such book cos it had a wickedly heartbreaking ending. I had a cup of tea beside me as I fix my scarf and cardigan on me. I stare at the sky, tonight was already New Year's Eve and I was so sad that I can't spend it with Nick and he hasn't even tried contacting me which was the worst.

~CAMILLE~ When I returned to the room, my eyes caught a book on the stool beside the bed. It was the one I had been reading yesterday before the heat—A Wolf Before Title. He must have taken it with him yesterday, since I was clinging to it before he arrived. That was thoughtful of him. Since I had nowhere to go today, I decided to read until the day ended. Picking up the book, I settled onto the bed, lying on my side, and opened to the next page. I hadn’t even finished the first paragraph when a thud came at the door.

“He said if I can’t get a hundred million to him in ten minutes, he’ll destroy my face and strip me down in the middle of the street…” My mom’s voice roared through the phone. “This is unbelievable! Hold on, Xavier. I’m sending someone right now!” After I hung up, I finally felt a bit of relief. Once her people arrived, I’d be fine. Meanwhile, Leo stared at his phone, watching the seconds tick away. When there were only ten seconds left, he looked at me with smug satisfaction. “Time’s almost up. Be a good boy and take your clothes off yourself.” Just as he said that, dozens of heavy-duty trucks rolled up and screeched to a stop at the entrance of the mall.

The sadness in her tone was heavy, matching the gloom of the ruins. I signaled the advance. If the outside looked neglected, the interior was a graveyard of memories. It was silent…..unnervingly so. How am I supposed to find the eldest woman in a ghost town? A heavy thud startled me. I spun around to see Novel sliding from Kitty’s back, hitting the dirt. I rushed to her side, my heart hammering against my ribs. I wanted to roar at the wolf, who at least had the grace to look guilty, but the sight of Novel’s pale, unconscious face silenced my anger.

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he checked the clock hanging opposite to him, “It’s been late, your friend is probably waiting for you…” It was almost 11 pm he jumped up to leave when Nick stopped him, asking to wait a second. He walked to the shelf. He came back with a torn out book, with a yellow dandelion painted on the cover, in a blue font drawn over it, ‘Love of Youth.’ Nick handed him this book, asking, “Read this. You’ll like it,” patting on the book. That whole night he read the book with a tiny sleep of four hours in the dawn. He came back to the shop next morning, reading the rest of it there, completely drown in the book. He didn’t realize someone came in.