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And for tonight, Kai let himself be held. Because tomorrow was another day. Tomorrow they would face the police. Tomorrow they would face the company. Tomorrow they would face Victor. But tonight, it was just them. Just Kai and Damien. Just the two of them against the rest of the world. Just the two of them holding each other together. Just the two of them choosing each other again. And that was enough for now.

She loves to collect vintage artefacts and she loves to read stories about the universe, multiverse and everything beyond. Suddenly a robotic female voice said "Rosa dinner is ready, mom and dad are waiting for you downstairs." Rosa "I'll be there in a minute" and with that she closed the book she was reading. In 3019 each house had a robotic security plus connecting software. It helped with daily household chores and minimised the chances of theft and accidents by 70%. It needed to be upgraded once in every two months to keep it in pace with the latest technology. Rosa got up with her dog Neptune and got into the Room Hopper. People in the 2019 will think it is an elevator but actually it l

Sign up Log in BackInfoAdd to libraryInfo Navigated to -Chapter 20- | The White Wolf | Quotev Something was wrong. My bed seemed different. Warmth encircled me and the welcoming scent of the ocean woke me from my slumber. I was in Justin's room. I looked over realizing we had both moved to the middle of the bed causing me to be a few inches away from him. Justin's hair was a mess sticking up every which way, though mine was probably worse.

" And that's it, my friend, leaving the past behind and living today because only God belongs to tomorrow." There are people who make plans and there are people who let life happen as it should. None of these people are wrong. Each one is living their life purpose. There are people who leave work and travel the world; others build their families and make a home; others love their jobs. And each person has their own way of living. Each person has a way of feeling the world.

he sneered. "Where are my other suitcases?" Mia inquired, surveying the room devoid of any trace of them. "You don't need them. We're only staying here for tonight. Tomorrow, we'll go to our new house, our love nest," Nicolas's sarcasm dripped from his words.

What she needed to do was enjoy the present. "Do you still remember the things we talked about after watching the movie?" Stephanie asked all of a sudden. "Of course." Adrian nodded. "You said we should play the claw machine on our next date." Stephanie let out a small sigh. "I've been quite busy lately, so I don't have time to play the claw machine. But I'm quite free tomorrow… Do you have time tomorrow?" "Yeah." Adrian didn't even hesitate to respond. "I can accompany you anytime you feel like playing the claw machine."

Tomorrow, I thought, tomorro w I'll get answers. But deep down, I wasn't sure I wanted to know the truth anymore

The sound on the hood is this. The splash under foot is this. The chill in the air is this. The quickened step is this. No walker apart from walking. No rain apart from raining. Only this. The ordinary thought of tomorrow is this. The plan forming is this. The worry creeping is this. The excitement sparking is this. The forgetting is this. The remembering is this. No thinker apart from thinking. No tomorrow apart from imagining. Only this. The ordinary ache in the shoulder is this. The tension held is this.

I slipped the IOU Mom's loan-shark boss had repeatedly reminded her to keep safe for him inside the envelope. The amount was over 1.7 million dollars. If that got burned, Mom would probably get burned alive by the ruthless Mr. Abel Jarrell right along with it. By the time I returned to the dining table, Mom was already red-eyed with fury. She pointed right at me and yelled, "Are you even listening to me, Frank? Bring me the envelope yourself! Don't make me say it twice!" Resigned, Aunt Tiffany nudged Dad to say something. But instead, he said, "Just burn it. What's the big deal? Frank can reapply again next year. I don't want my sweetheart to be upset.

“Tell tomorrow. Give book. Answer questions. Trust Lucia plan was love.” We stood. I hugged old woman. She hugged back soft. “Thank you,” I said quiet. “For wisdom. For wait when we scared.” “Not scared. Fear. Fear from love is okay fear.” She back and looked us. “Go. Ready. Tomorrow give children back to each other.” Marcus and I walked back to house. Book heavy in arms. I felt big weight of tomorrow. “Tomorrow,” Marcus said quiet. “We tell tomorrow.” “Together,” I said. “Both same time.”