Eighteen Bed Ch 1 Novels & Stories

"She's strong." "That's the same thing." --- The waves crash. The stars shine. And somewhere inside the house, a child sleeps, and two women watch over her. Not because they're afraid. Because they've learned that the edge of adolescence is not a cliff — it's a door. And they're helping her learn how to open it. End of Chapter 178

The sentence was beginning. End of chapter 116

Flashback 3: THE STALE colors of her ceiling welcomed her when she woke up briskly. Her ragged breathing and her sweat-covered shin were not a new thing for Cent. She spent her seventeenth year dreaming as if she was being chased by something ominous only to wake up abruptly when a pair of large flaming hands engulfed her. This vicious cycle became a regular thing for her since she celebrated her seventeenth birthday. And now, with her eighteenth birthday just two days from today, her nightmare became longer and hotter in a sense as if she was soaked to be boiled.

Chapter 46 Honesty WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS (SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Zane woke up from the slight movements on the bed, interrupting her deep slumber. She was extremely tired after Nicholas ate her up all night that she had begged him to stop. Luckily he was an understanding man and let her off after they both came for the nth time.

The next chapter of their journey beckoned, and as they prepared to face the shadows that lurked on the edges of their existence, Chloe felt a sense of determination and acceptance, ready to embrace the legacy that awaited her and shape the destiny that lay ahead. Days turned into nights as Chloe delved into the secret archives hidden within her family's home. The books, ancient and weathered, contained the wisdom of generations, revealing the intricacies of the supernatural world she had unwittingly entered. Chloe's nights became a journey through the hidden corridors of knowledge, each page unraveling the mysteries that surrounded her existence.

I took her hand, and we walked holding hands in the hallway of the classrooms. Chapter 45: I Don’t See the Future Day 3 4:02 PM Tuesday, I woke up alone on the bed. ‘Chi Chan?’ I called but there was no answer, he must have stayed in the living room or in the kitchen. It feels to me like some weight was placed on top of my head. My head feels a little heavy at the same time floating like it’s losing gravity. I felt so dizzy and I closed my eyes and instantly fell asleep again. ‘My child,’ a voice whispered. ‘Open your eyes.’

Messy, sleepy, endless love. END OF CHAPTER 107

All whispers behind my back. “Are you excited to be here?” a voice interrupted my silent tirade. I shrugged. “I have no idea what I am doing here. I figure it's one of those annoying things in my birth chart my friend speaks about.” Alex walked slowly, keeping up with my pace. The hallway was lit with candles, brown, and smelt like blood. I wanted to touch the walls and feel it beneath my skin, but I also didn't want to freak him out. “Well, hopefully you get your answers. What is your friend's name?”