Burst Fade Freestyle Novels & Stories

My blood freezes over numerous notifications immediately after the photo upload. "Oops,my bad" Freya's removes her foot. "Me too. Finger slipped" Bridgette giggles deviously.

He said, "Gayle, don't listen to her. There really is nothing between Florence and me. It's all just her wishful thinking." I looked at this man in front of me. The face that once made my heart flutter seemed like a stranger at that moment. I was oddly calm. Not as delighted as I imagined, but also not as hurt. I lifted my hand and gently touched my spiky hair. "My hair will forever remind me of who you favor. The photos of the aurora will remind me of you two holding each other." I looked him in the eyes and said, "Cyrus, some damage, once done, is done. Some trust, once broken, is broken. Some paths, once taken wrong, can never be retraced.

Zach’s voice grew even gentler, now laced with urgency, “Coco and I already agreed. She just needs to wait three more years, and she’ll get what she wants. It’s not like I'll run away, right? “Stop crying. Otherwise, your stomach will start hurting again. And if your eyes are all swollen tomorrow, how are you going to be a beautiful bride?” Ruby finally broke into a tearful smile. Zach let out a sigh of relief and then spoke to me in a slightly calmer tone. “Coco, what’s your silence supposed to mean? Apologize to Ruby already!” I clenched my fists, hating myself for even liking that post in the first place. Still, I had done nothing wrong. Why should I apologize?

"Rach, I'm sorry. Please don't be angry with Seb. I know you misunderstood my relationship with him." "Don't kneel. It's my fault for making you suffer. We'll go back right now." He even glared at me, his eyes seeming to accuse me of being ‘unreasonable’. More and more students gathered around, pointing and whispering. I could not be bothered to watch this farce any longer and turned to leave. Let them perform if they wanted—I would not be their audience. Vivian was quite capable, as Sebastian stopped coming that very day. I threw myself into my studies, joined the school's math club, and met Gabriel Campbell. He was tall and lean, wore black-rimmed glasses, and had a sunny smile.

I didn’t have any close friends I could visit, and my phone kept blinking with notifications—more fake news about my wedding. Apparently, some random man had appeared in public, pretending to be my secret lover, and now the media was eating it up. Meanwhile, my name? Completely dragged through the dirt. Smeared like I was some shameless cheat. But whatever. That didn’t bother me. I’d just messed up my eyeliner, thrown on something half-decent, and stepped out of my room—completely forgetting I hadn’t buckled my heel properly. As soon as I moved, my ankle twisted, and I went flying toward the ground.

I'll smash this urn, and she will never rest in peace! Jason never thought that Felicity would accidentally out herself. He never thought that everything back then was orchestrated by her alone. However, there was no time to process it. He lunged forward to protect the urn…only for his weakened body to betray him. He was only a second too late. His legs gave out. In horrifying slow motion, he watched the urn slip from Felicity's hands. It hit the ground and shattered. Ashes scattered in every direction, dissolving into the thin rain, vanishing without a trace.

"It's delicious! If you ask me, pancakes should be cooked to this degree to taste good, crispy on the outside." His praise made me smile broadly. "How much is it? You're not going to ask for an outrageous price, right?" The boy looked at me with wide eyes as if he had thought of something. "No, I said it's free, just as a good start." When the boy was leaving, he suddenly turned back and waved at me, saying, "Miss, my name is Jack Thomson." I watched him walk away, and in a daze, I realized how far away university felt.

I started walking slowly, trying my best not to pass out. " Just a little bit more Ara, hold on for a bit. ", I mumbled to myself I dragged myself to the river as I felt my body was slowly going to collapse. My vision started to blur, my eyelids getting heavy, my head spinning crazily, I couldn't feel my body any longer. Am I dying ? I totally lost myself and my body dropped to the ground, I could feel the cold water hitting my skin, all the noises in the background slowly fading away.

The two sustained their actions for a dozen breaths in an unexpected deadlock. "BANG!" the world turned upside down as Fade felt a punishing blow land upon the left portion of her body. She knew that instant, even without looking at her injury, that this would be a quick battle. It was over before it even started. Her left arm and left leg was gone. She felt dizzy after her damaged body stopped its roll.

“I have to start building my strength up again.” Fabien looked doubtful. Self-consciousness forgotten, Blaze rose up en pointe and began a series of ‘battements’, her feet flashing as she flicked one pointed foot in front of the other in a rapid, beating movement, her arms held in a graceful curve at mid-chest height. “Okay, okay, Blaze. Point taken,” he said, shaking his head. “So, what were you thinking of?” “Do you remember the season of ‘La Sylphide’ we did right before I left the company? There was that series of ‘fouettés rond de jambe en tournant’ in the second act…”