Days Gone Stories Novels & Stories

I got to teach at a local school for kids. Work in Avernia was relatively relaxed. School days ended early in the afternoon, so once the children went home, I would head back, too. I usually spent the rest of the time reading, writing, or simply allowing myself to breathe. Day by day, life began to feel normal. Gavin would often stop by with takeout or groceries, always bringing something warm and comforting. One evening, he turned on the TV to a Velmarish news broadcast—something I hadn't seen in months.

By the time I got back, the wind had pushed my bag into the river. I fished it out with a wooden pole, but all the books inside were soaked through. When I got home, I lied—said the wind was too strong and I hadn't noticed the bag fall. Thinking back on it now, I couldn't help but shake my head and laugh. All the foolish things I did for Noah. This life, never again. Just as I was thinking of him, I saw him. He and Carla were coming up the other side of the school building.

In some minute, she was staring directly at Dapo, who was also emitting some unknown kind of aura round him, but Bisola does not even mind him, she looked back at Dapo with confidence. “So can we get back to work?” she asked with her hands raised up. Dapo as well snapped out of himself. “Yes, let’s do just that.” Both of the take his/her pen and book, they began to jot down thing down in the pad. Since the day is Friday, the worker had to go back home early, thus every one of the workers left when it is time to go away, Victoria as well walked into Dapo office, she bid Dapo and Bisola bye bye, then she also left the company behind, Bisola, Dapo and some few security are left alone at the com

I finally replied. Lionel muttered the name and left. A month later, Luke burst into my home. He was panting heavily and appeared flustered. "What's the matter, Luke?" "Lionel killed them!" "What?" "He pushed Fiona and Eva off a building, then… jumped down himself!" I stood frozen as Luke explained that before his death, Lionel had reported the fraud to the police. The investigation revealed that Fiona and Fred's financial schemes not only extended beyond international borders but also involved numerous domestic companies.

I explained to him my problem and he still did not want to accommodate me. I sighed getting out of my clothes preparing to go freshen up. Today was one of the worst days of my life. I wrapped my towel on my body and got into the shower and a hot shower had never felt so good. Showers after a long day were the best. I used the shower gels and hair shampoo in the bathroom without thinking too much on my actions.

"I'm telling you now: no matter what you do, I'll never like you!" Rowena snapped. "You clinging to me like this only makes me feel sick!" She continued coldly, "And if anything happens to Preston, I'll never forgive you!" With that, she supported Preston–whose forehead was injured from the collision–and hurried toward the hospital, dragging me along as well. On the way there, Preston lost consciousness. In my previous life, Preston had been utterly alone and, in despair, jumped from a building.

… Jeremy sat in the hospital director's office, staring vacantly at my phone lying on the desk. A call broke the silence. He reached for the phone and answered. The voice on the other end was sharp and impatient. "You've been stalling on this grave plot for weeks. How many times do I have to call you? "Last chance. Do you still want it or not, you broke loser? "You know what? You're pathetic. You've already lost one kidney, and now you're down to your last. If you weren't such a useless wreck, you could've hocked the other one and at least split a grave with someone.

I just didn't have it in me. For those two days, my Elle had been gone. My beautiful Elle died. I knew that yet somehow, as I sat by her side during that time, something told me she was alive. Call it denial or whatever you want but I KNEW that she could not be gone. She just couldn't be. I couldn't feel her through our bond but I didn't feel that intense physical and emotional pain that they say one feels when they lose their other half. Our bond was silent, numb. Just like me.

David stared at the empty air in disbelief, barely able to breathe. How could this be? They disappeared? The wind howled past. The two falling figures from just a moment ago seemed like nothing more than his imagination. But the sudden, hollow agony blooming in his chest was so real it took his breath away. "Holy shit—what the hell was that? Were they ghosts?" The kidnappers, who had been so arrogant just seconds ago, were now scrambling over each other to get away, their faces twisted with terror.