Cerita Fatal Intuition Novels & Stories

"Come on. Fifth time's the charm, or sixth, or whatever number we're actually on. I lost count." "You could help." "I am helping. I'm providing moral support and mild judgment from a safe distance." She tried again anyway, because trying again was mostly what her life had turned into these days, and this time, instead of bracing for the hit the way she had the last five attempts, she let herself think about the one thing she'd spent five years training herself not to think about: the exact feeling of being looked straight through by someone who was supposed to see her.

We got a new advisor, and Chloe's thoughts were no longer broadcast. I actually thought I was done with the supernatural drama. However, all of a sudden, the way people looked at me started to change again. I was in the classroom, reading, when my chest suddenly tightened. My heart! I reached for my bag to grab my medication, but the bottle I kept on me 24/7 was nowhere to be found. The pain spiked, and I grabbed my phone to call 911. However, the screen showed black. It was dead. Panic set in. I tapped the guy sitting next to me, hoping he could call for help. I tried to speak, but a sharp spasm ripped through my chest, and I collapsed to the floor.

“You think I don’t know that you purposely blamed your miscarriage on Arla, don’t you? You won’t escape punishment here, and she won’t let you off the hook either!” Rebecca’s face fell. I was not that happy to see them fight amongst themselves. Although I had sought justice for myself, I was dead. Their shameful pretense of love had been exposed before me. It was pathetic, but I was heartbroken. My spirit had been through the wringer. I could see that I would soon disappear from this world. I could not waste a second longer. With that in mind, I pushed myself to fly toward my daughter. She blinked and stared at me curiously. Then, she grinned.

Amelia said cheering me up. “On a scale of one to ten, how bad is it going to be?” I asks. “Well, we’ve never experienced it before but from what Caden’s mom said, it is the scariest rule ever. A lot of ladies eyeing Caden gets a chance to fight you for your position and it is a fight to death” She said making me sigh. “What are you guys up to?” Keith said as he and Caden walks in. “We are just leaving” I said as I drag Caden out of the room towards his office.

He lunged at her like a madman, and the two of them struggled violently. In the chaos, the two of them lost their balance and fell straight overboard into the deep, icy sea. Water rushed into Arturo's throat. As death closed in, he suddenly recalled everything that had happened in his past life. In that life, he had been deceived by Avelina's sweet words and had ended up personally causing the deaths of Nina and me. In this life, he was still stubbornly blind and had once again been manipulated by her, ending up with the same miserable fate.

Emily and I committed same crime but she got detention on the basis that her face isn’t clear in the photograph? From the corner of my eyes I noticed Claire giving me an amusing look. I saw my whole life and dream crumbling down. Oh! Life doesn’t crumble down. We crumble down in face of harsh realities and traumatic circumstances of life and when that happens we stop viewing life as beautiful. I guess this is where it ends for me. No high school graduation and definitely no college.

I was considered lethal, a man capable of killing with his bare hands. Lucian eased one last photograph in front of my face. "Sadly, poor Joey didn't make it. What they did to the kid was disgusting and no doubt because of your interference." I clenched my fists, taking several deep breaths as the picture burned into my mind. No. No! I was sick, my stomach churning. Lucian allowed a sneer to cross his face as he slowly eased the photograph onto the table. "I see I have your attention. Now, let's get to the job at hand. Shall we?"

The ten wolves present surely mind-linked their friends and families about what was taking place here. “They won’t believe those lies, Grant! Our people don’t have mini-poodle brains in their heads!” Storm barked inwardly. “Alpha Grant’s recklessness was responsible for the accident that caused your brother’s death?” the Officer provoked. It was already evident that this was her sneaky way, provoking and testing people. “No. It was an accident and my brother mind-linked me both before he left the pack and while he was attacked.” “Are you aware of the reasons behind the trip and of who attacked the group, Gamma Caro?” the Officer’s piercing dark eyes darted on Caro, a look intense enough to e

I love him so much and I don't want to lose him forever. I held his pinky finger and stroked it gently; I remember a story he once told me. “Vincent... Have you ever heard the story about the red string of fate?” I ask. He was silent for a moment in thought, then said, “Hmm. I heard that when I went to Japan. The local people there call it “Unmei no akai ito”. According to legend, the gods tie an invisible red thread to the pinky finger of two people who are bound to find each other in life. They will love each other no matter what and only death can do them part.”

Then, expressionless, I told him, “People’s inherent flaws are in their bones. Sooner or later, they will surface. Asking this is meaningless.” Joel smiled bitterly, rubbed his face, and left. Not long after, Yorks Corporation filed for bankruptcy. On the way back home with his parents, Joel was involved in a car accident. Perhaps it was karmic retribution. A head injury left him deaf, and his left leg could no longer walk normally. He became partially disabled. His parents were fine, just minor concussions that would heal with time. Someone in the hospital said, “Joel lay on the bed, crying and laughing at the same time, muttering over and over that this was retribution to what he had done.