Book Rewind Novels & Stories

Caleb was breathing heavily as he shouted, "Ten minutes ago, Mr. Reed got into a car accident and lost a lot of blood. "The hospital's blood bank was critically low, and Mr. Reed—he couldn't be saved. He's gone."

She was preparing to deliver her final killing blow, urging the courts to make an example of me, the social degenerate. Then it happened. The giant screen behind her flickered. Without warning, the giant LCD screen behind her flickered and changed. Her tear-streaked face disappeared from the screen. A black player interface took its place. Moments later, a crystal-clear audio recording blared through the speakers, reaching every corner of the hall and every livestream. The voices in the recording belonged to two people.

Reid stiffened in his seat, and I noticed his fingers fiddling with the folder’s edges, like he didn't exactly know what to say. “That’s not in there,” he said quickly, reaching for the folder again. “It’s on the last page,” Adrian replied smoothly. “Third QR code. Knock yourself out.” Reid found the code and scanned it with his phone. Moments later, a recording played on his phone. And Bonnie’s voice broke through the silence in the meeting room. Her voice was low, almost restrained… and sounded a bit too scared that had me looking up with a tight frown. The recording was a call between her and a man, an unrecognizable voice. But they were talking about exchanging the building materials wit

the boy shrieked, running toward the teachers. Elara grabbed Julian’s hand. "We have to go. The 'End-User' is here, Julian. They're the teachers, the parents, the news... they're the ones keeping the Rewind running." "I don't understand," Julian cried, tears streaming down his face. "I just want to go home!" "This isn't home!" Elara roared, the Alpha-voice momentarily shattering her child-like facade. "It’s a Screensaver!" The Strategy of the Glitch

He seemed to sense my hesitation. "Let me see," he said, wheeling closer to me. I nodded, and together we began to click through the files. As we scrolled through the videos, we discovered it was footage of the company and his family's home when his father was still alive. As we watched, something caught my eye, and I immediately exclaimed, "Rewind, rewind, rewind!" Alex looked at me curiously. “Alex, rewind!”

I fix the collar of Roy's shirt as he scampers towards the school bus. He stops abruptly and scuffles back to me and smiles sweetly. "I think i forgot something." What did he forget? I wonder. I have packed his lunch and an apple, not to forget a bottle of water. So, I wonder what he really forgot. "Bend!" That is suspicious. Why does he want me to bend, I wonder? And what does this have to do with what he forgot?

The Lead doctor looked at him and said, “Good morning, Sir. I am Dr Barnes, and my colleagues are Dr Walsh and Dr Gomez. We are here to conduct a comprehensive assessment of your cardiovascular and neurological status. Shall we begin?” Mr Pearson nodded his head, then Dr Barnes leaned closer to Mr Pearson’s ear and whispered, “Sir, if you want to keep your medical bail, you’d better hope your body tells a more convincing story than your lawyer.” Mr Pearson didn't even flinch at Dr Barnes’ sharp words. Instead, his eyes rolled back, exposing only the whites, as a violent tremor seized his frame. The heart rate monitor, previously a steady hum, began to shriek in a jagged, frantic rhythm.

"Irene, you all know, don't you? I'm sorry. It was my fault. Please let me go. I swear I won't tell anyone once I'm out." With trembling fingers, she tore off the earrings. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have tried to take what was yours. I'll give them back. Please just let me go." I pretended to hesitate. "Even if I agree, they won't." As soon as I finished speaking, Mom and Charlie stepped out from behind me. Stephanie recoiled as if she had seen a ghost, inching backward until she was pressed into the corner of the room with nowhere left to run.

"I-I have to give back the thirty million dollars I stole from the business." She tightly shut her eyes. "I initially only intended to borrow money and immediately pay it back. The first several months I attempted to return it, I was successful. I was never able to make up for my gaming losses. Yaz, I've quit gambling, and I've been gradually paying back what I've spent. Before I paid it all off, I didn't think they'd notice the money I lost." "Josh, we provide you with whatever you need. We put a lot of effort into giving you what you want, but why?" She felt like crying because her brother had disappointed her so much.

The parchment was so dark it seemed to absorb the light. I approached the metal ring, gasping for breath. It had something to it — something that sounded personal like it was addressing me only. I scrunched my eyes, straining to see the oldish writing, my fingers wanting to touch it, to delve into its secrets. “It’s called Light After Rebirth,” a voice said, low and at my back.