Decide Novels & Stories

i whisper, he hears and stops in his tracks and before i can utter another word he has enveloped me into hid arms "shhhhhh baby your gonna be fine, i promise theres no fighting to the death today, we made sure of it" "WELCOME LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AS YOU PROBABLY KNOW SHANNON HAS CHALLENGED BETH FOR THE POSITION OF LUNA" the voice through the loud speaker make me jump, THEY WILL FIGHT UNTIL ONE SUBMITS, THEIR WILL BE NO DEATHS TODAY, IF A CONTESTANT IS KILLED THEN THE OTHER WILL BE EXILED. NOW CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON" Shannon smiles then yells "WHIP" I look across and see Luke with his parents, Christie and Antony have grins on there faces but Luke is looking directly at me "ok princess, choose a

Grandma said making me groan, Jimmy looked directly at grandma and said "Yes, yes Jonas was a useless pratt, but what can I say, he's still blood, so I have decided to use my brain and finish what he started" "Come on son, we can work this out" Grandpa spoke "Yes we can, I like your thinking old man, now what I propose is this, everyone joins my pack and this all becomes my land," he says sweeping his hand to indicate the area "And only the alpha and his family have to die, what do you say?" Everyone was silent "Son, think what you are doing" Grampa spoke again "Oh, I know what I am doing, so throughs who are willing to join me step forward now".

"I can if you help me. I see you're strong. If I distract them then you can-" "Stop." Beef interrupted. She stood up and shakily walked over to Hope and I, stepping on the others that stood in her way. A few hissed out in pain as she trampled them but none protested against this intimidating female. She leaned down and pulled at Hope's torn shirt and pulled her close till their noses nearly touched. "If you don't shut your mouth right now-"

“Oh my gosh, so you’re already a mom, and you’re still so vain to wear a fake watch? Poor kid, she must be so ashamed of you.” “Shut your mouth,” I cut her off sharply, pulling Emily behind me. The event manager’s face was growing uglier by the second. He took another step toward me. “Ma’am, Mr. Howard will be arriving soon. If you don’t leave now, I’ll have to call security.” “That’s enough,” James interrupted, pulling out his phone with an impatient sigh. He tapped the screen a few times before holding it out. “Here’s ten grand. Take it and leave. It’s enough to feed you and your kid for a while.”

"Call it what you like. The outcome is the same. You have three days to decide." "And if I refuse to decide at all?" "Then I decide for you. And I promise, you won't like my decision." Killian finally spoke. "There's more. Something you should know before you choose." I looked at him, and the pain in his eyes surprised me. "What?"

mahinang dagdag niya pagkaangat niya ng tingin rito. Kumislap ang lungkot sa mga mata nito, ngunit maya-maya ay matiim siya nitong tinitigan. “Then, it’s a final decision?” tanong nito. Pinigilan niya ang namumuong luha na tumulo. “Yes, I’ve already decided. It’s my final decision to let you go.” Tumango ito nang marahan. “If it makes you happy. Okay. And I now accept your decision.”

It was a father making sure his daughter understood the road ahead. I appreciated that. More than he knew. I nodded slowly. "Yeah." Dad remained quiet. "I think I've been sure for a while." The words surprised me. Because as soon as I said them, I realized they were true. This decision hadn't happened tonight. Tonight had simply been the moment I finally admitted it. To Chris. To myself. To everyone. Dad seemed to understand. Because he nodded. Almost like he'd known that already. Finally he leaned forward. "Can I tell you something?"

’ my barely available subconscious mind spoke and I too ignored it. “You can take time to make your decision, Okay. Now leave and come back tomorrow at the same time and we will go shopping for you since your dressing sense won’t match the type of girl, I told mom about.” He was so sure of my answer that I wanted to kick him again but I kept my head down and just walked out of his place and didn’t make any argument later on. I need to decide, and I think I seem to have made one bad decision of working which caused me all the troubles I am having. This isn’t destiny, this is all decisions. Fate is stupid.

"Stop. No matter how many times you say it, I'm not going to help clean up your messes anymore. Since Bryan is so capable, what do you have to worry about if you just leave it to him?" Because I kept pushing back, Caitlin's face turned red with rage. "I gave you a chance. Don't you regret this. Not only am I approving your resignation, but I'll also make sure you're blacklisted across the entire industry. Let's see who else would want you besides me!" She dragged a bewildered Francis into Bryan's car and sped off. I shook my head, completely unconcerned. Then, I tossed the flowers into the trash and turned to walk into the bar.

To me. To it. To both of us. “We both can’t go through,” I said. “No.” “Why?” “Because there’s only one outcome.” That didn’t feel right. “There are always multiple outcomes.” “Not here,” it replied. “Here, it resolves.” Resolve. Like a system finishing a process. Like something deciding. Which version continues. My chest tightened. “This is selection.” “Yes.” The word hit cold. Final. Real. “And you’re okay with that?” I asked.