Endless Path Novels & Stories

“It’s over.” Mark handed me a perfectly warm cup of coffee. “Good. From now on, we look forward.” I took a sip, and the warmth settled in my stomach. Yes, from now on, the only way was forward. Eventually, all the hurt and regret would fade.

"Stop fooling around, Doctor Smith! How can someone just die so easily? I was just holding her hand not long ago. I promised I would come back for her… She always keeps her promises. She'll wait for me to come home." "But she's not home. You saw that yourself, didn't you?" Wade said. "Maybe she's just angry at me. I really did cross a line there…" Zach stammered. Wade didn't have any patience for Zach's self-delusion. He said flatly, "I scattered her ashes in the sea. She always loved being free. And you? You'll never get her forgiveness." Wade's quiet verdict sounded like the Devil's murmur to Zach, and the phone slipped from his hand. He stared at the broken screen, then at our photo on th

“And?” “It’s a registered number,” Dan said. “Mac Hunter.” Alex’s eyes narrowed slightly. “That’s it?” “That’s it, boss,” Dan confirmed. “No address, no linked accounts, and no digital footprint that is worth anything. It’s like the name exists but the person doesn’t.” A cold silence settled on Alex’s end. “What about location?” he asked. “That’s where it gets weird,” Dan continued. “The number doesn’t stay active long enough to trace. No fixed signal and no pattern. It only pings a location when it’s being used and even then, it disappears before we can lock it down.”

New environments I didn’t recognize yet—icy wastelands, burning towers, oceans full of reaching hands. The people I knew—a dozen versions of them—running, bleeding, screaming. “One path,” the administrator said, indicating the branch where I merged, “LEADS TO RELEASE FOR BOUND UNITS. SYSTEM PERSISTS. PAIN: CONTINUED, BUT DIMINISHED OVER CYCLES. YOU: CORE.” The other branch shimmered. “SECOND PATH: YOU REFUSE. ATTEMPT REBELLION. PROBABILITY OF SUCCESS: LOW. PROBABILITY OF INCREASED SUFFERING FOR ALL ATTACHED UNITS: HIGH.”

“This is getting worse.” Then Daniel said something that made the entire square go still.They gave you a phrase.”“The Third Path.He smiled faintly.“But there are only two paths.”Everlyn’s chest tightened.“You obey…”Daniel said.“Or you destroy what controls you.”The crowd exploded.Louder than before, angrier.More dangerous.Someone shoved a barricade.Someone else threw a bottle.Police shifted uneasily at the edges of the square.Jesse looked at Everlyn.

I don’t want to dirt his bed. "There's nothing like this in our village. I'm just used to street games," I said while looking at the words 'Game over' on the screen of his big television. "Street games, huh?" That seemed new to him. I turned to Luxious. "Street games like: chasing, hide-and-seek, heaven and hell, and more. It's fun especially when you have a lot of friends." Luxious went silent. "Why?" I was nervous at the expression on his face.

Slowly, as I grew older, I understood what death meant. Dad was too consumed with the grief of losing Mom. He never came to terms with it, and ever since then, he had hated me with a passion. I held onto Mom's secret, refusing to tell him the truth. I thought, over time, that he would forgive me. However, he hated me to the point of wishing that I was dead. Now, he got his wish. "Benjamin, Julia's been dead for so many years. Why can't you let go of her? It wasn't like Yvonne could've predicted the tsunami!"

I led him to an old house and projected a grainy surveillance recording onto the blank wall. The footage played clearly on the wall. At the exact moment I turned my head, Grandma Eve released her grip on the wheelchair handles and hurled herself down the slope. My voice trembled as I finally unleashed years of pent-up frustration and injustice. "Open your eyes and watch closely! I didn't kill her! It wasn’t me!" Grandma had already decided to end her life long before that day. She no longer wanted to keep living, longing instead for a swift release. That afternoon, when we went out for a walk, she insisted on taking that exact route. It was a park she knew well, and every path and turn was f

Hindi ito basta bastang phonecase dahil may mga nakakurba na letra sa likod nito. 'Be who you are not who the world wants you to be.' And that hit me.

"Now let me ask this question. Did your parents conceive you with Cupid? You look like a dating site. You always match us with Shawn." "Just kidding." Dawn stood up. "Oh, hey, I'm going to the classroom, Best. You're sure it's okay not to be with you later, huh?" I nodded and smiled. "Bye." She waved a goodbye, then she walked away. The road wasn't that busy. Very few cars I see passing by, even though it is the provincial road. It's weird and creepy. The weather is gloomy now and earlier I noticed that someone seemed to be following me.