Between The World And Me Audiobook Novels & Stories

The man who loves me enough to burn the world to keep me. We step into the light. Ready.

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“He has returned to our world, but because of his violation, he has been stripped of his eligibility as an interdimensional traveler and sentenced to imprisonment. You will never see him again in your lifetime.” “Alright.” I lifted my head and looked at the clear sky above. For the first time, I felt alive and free. “So are you ready? Your new life is about to begin.” I nodded, took a deep breath, and walked toward the warm, welcoming villa ahead of me. This time, the journey would be one of happiness and of a life finally my own. (The End)

" It doesn't have a body but I can imagine its dumbfounded face when I asked a completely out of nowhere question. I wasted no time waiting for it's the answer "Silence means yes." Then, I look blankly on the white space and think about an image of a glass table and sofa. Before the system can even ask what I'm doing, those things suddenly appear midair in front of us. "How can you do that?" It whispered, sounds kinda helpless to me. 'Yup, just like the novel.' I thought and a seat comfortably before starts seriously asking some necessary questions. "Okay? How can I redeem my world from that? Saving the world? That sounds bad for me." How can I prevent a world from ending if I can't even sav

She lean⁠ed into my touc‌h, and for the first time in what felt like forever⁠, I br‍eathed. --- The wor⁠l‌d out‌side wo‌uld keep spinning. The headlines would fade. The noi‍se woul⁠d fi‍n‌d someone else to devour. But here — in this sm⁠a⁠ll space between us —‍ everything‌ felt‌ quiet ag⁠ain. ‌

My mind is spacing out and it feels like it is in another world of nowhere. I can hear some beats from the music I am listening but I can not figure out what is the song. I can feel that my eyes are slowly closing. I am trying ny best not to fall asleep but it looks like my eyes already decided that they are going to sleep and shut. I feel myself travelling in the world of peace. - Miss Fatima's POV "Hello? PO2 Lopez?" I said after I answer his call.

The weekend wasn't so much fun for me like I planned it's Tuesday and Shamika is still not back home, I know the fight between her and my mother was extreme but since I heard my mother's side I wanna know her side but she's avoiding a nigga like crazy I don't even know what else to do with her at this point. I'm trying to call her now she's pressing ignore Babe soon as you listen to this message you better get back to me I don't have time to be chasing you

But I had nothing to give him. Turning to face him as we walked, me subsequently following him, I asked, "Is it true," He raised an eyebrow prompting me to carry on, "Is it true that Isaiah was assigned my case years back and I'm somehow going to save the world, that must be some sci-fi stuff and, Jordon, well the world can't be saved, there's no hope, how can there be with everything's that's happening? It's just not possible." There was a long pause, so long that I thought maybe he didn't hear me.

Thanks, brain, I guess. I can hear footsteps coming at me and shouts of bitch you will never get away with this! As I turn to the corner, my ears are suddenly surrounded by faint chatters from people getting louder. A song is still ringing through my earphones as Agon screamed: THE WORLD IS CRUEL THE WORLD IS UNFAIR BUT WE SHOULDN'T BLAME THE WORLD FOR ITS PEOPLE THAT NEVER CARED NATIONS SHALL UNITE BUT WE CREATED WARS I CAN'T BELIEVE MOST OF YOU BELIEVE IN GOD

I laugh and say, "Ha-ha Let's go. We have the get-together at Ava's and we have a party to attend tomorrow and we need our beauty sleep before the Dinner and Gala." We open the door and sit inside. While she is busy starting the car engine, I switch on my bluetooth and connect it to the speaker and start playing Taylor Swift's latest album. We drive away, singing loudly and jamming to the song. I roll down the window, allowing the cold wind to enter. I look outside, admiring the beauty of my neighbourhood and I repeat to myself that everything I achieved is definitely due to the hard work I put in. I couldn't help but think to myself,