Date Her Instead Novels & Stories

"I promise I didn't put an insect in there. Now, could you please give me some gum? We've been kissing for two hours straight - not that I'm complaining - and I need some freshness." Rolling my eyes, I cautiously reach into the pocket, but all I feel is something metallic. "Max, there's no gum in here, just some..." I take the objects out of the pocket to show him, only to furrow my eyebrows again. "Huh?" I look up at him in confusion, and all he does is smile at me like a lunatic, so I have to look back at the objects in my hand. I immediately recognize one of the two dates: 11I22I16, the day Max and I officially started dating... but the other date confuses me even more than the objects th

she says. “ Okay, your date of birth is the password of my phone,” he said relaxing his body on the chair. “ How did you know my date of birth? We had something like a flash marriage, Ok what is my date of birth? If you know that and trust me you will get a BJ. For that” she says. “ 8th of July 1999” he says. “ What? How did you know that, do you have some superpowers? She asked.

Gupta Happy Women's day, my dear beauties! There will be another update, it's a double update day <3 (in an hour or two)

Lemme know when you get this because I MISS YOU! I paused, glancing at the date the message came through. It had been sent yesterday, the same day that I’d marked Tyler and Ryder. I guessed we would share our anniversaries then. The realization made me smile, and for a moment, my worries faded as I typed a quick reply. Me:

“What is today's date?” I blinked. “What? Today's date? I…” “Go on, tell me. What is today?” My fists clenched. “I do not—” “March 24th, Calista. Think.” He snapped his fingers in my face, and I froze solid, eyes wide as it hit me in waves. “Today…it is my…oh god…” My throat felt dry. “Your birthday Calista.” His voice dipped, “your day, and you did not even remember.”

“Ikaw lang ang sadya namin dito, Abi. May date tayo mamaya, di ba?” “H-ha?” Napamulagat si Abigail. “Bukas naman tayo.” “Ako sana—sa Wednesday mo pagbigyan.” “T-teka, teka, wala akong natatandaang ganyan.” “Busy ka ba ngayon? O, sige, iatras natin sa Wednesday ang data natin.” “O, di sa Thursday ako?” “Okay lang ako sa Friday.” Muling nagpalipat-lipat sa tatlong kaharap ang mga mata ni Abigail habang hinahalukay sa memorya ang tungkol sa mga ‘date’ niya sa mga ito.

Thanks. 7th March, 2026.

Thompson, one of the Directors in our company walked in. “Good day, Ma'am,” he greeted, bowing slightly. Mr. Thompson always had a different kind of respect for me, not minding the age difference. Anyways, whatever he has to say, must be said quickly so that I can go back to what I was doing. “Mr. Thompson, is there a problem?” I asked calmly. “Not really, but I wanted to remind you of today's date. It's fourteenth of February.” He said. To remind me of today's date? Is anything happening today that I'm not aware of?

That victory had been a corporate merger, dated ten years ago, on a specific, forgotten date. The date of Benjamin's first major corporate win. The day Sebastian felt truly erased. Sebastian wouldn't use a random password. He would use the numerical date of his greatest shame, disguised as a meaningless number. He would use the code to represent the moment he lost. I turned back to the screen, my fingers flying over the keyboard, searching for the date of that merger. I found it: a day in late October, ten years ago. A sequence of numbers. I entered the sequence into the decryption field for the practice file Sebastian had given Benjamin.

I asked Nadia. “Elizabeth why are you acting so strangely, it must be that boarding school your mother took you too because now you’re acting like you have no memory of anyone.” “Sorry, it’s the stress. How about you wait for me while I go shower,” I said. “Sure, I’ll wait,” Nadia said as she lay down on my bed and began to press her cellphone. “What’s today’s date?” I asked. “March 21 2022,” “Shit, I’ve somehow been thrown into a year ago in the past,” I mumbled to myself.