Everywhere And Nowhere All At Once Novels & Stories

Yeah, here and there are click-clacking speed bumps My heart grows crumpled and my words lessen Why the hell? I ran so hard Oh why to me Come home and lie in bed Thinking if it was my fault? Dizzy night, looking at the clock Soon it will be midnight Will something be different? It won't be something like that But this day will be over When the minute and second hands overlap The world holds its breath for a little while Zero O'Clock... Siren feels like the whole world stop spinning. And there, she could only look at how everything seems to crash.

Since I first heard that song, my soul screamed to dance it with the one person who made me feel like this. —When you're so in love (oh, when you're so in love) And your souls touch (oh!) But it's still not enough Where does it go? (Whoa, hey) Where does it go? Nobody knows (hey, nobody) Where the love goes —And that was Nobody Knows. So why not end with a kiss? After all, not everything can be perfect, not everything can have a happy ending. And that's exactly what the damn, stupid phone wanted to interrupt, making us pull apart.

--- No physical trace of him at all. --- Her breath caught— --- Not in panic. --- In realization. --- “He’s not here anymore,” Adrian said quietly. --- A pause. --- “He’s everywhere.” --- The words landed heavy. --- Because they were true. --- The system pulsed again— --- Stronger this time. --- More stable. --- More aware. --- As if something inside it had… awakened. --- “Elena.” --- Her name. --- Soft. --- Familiar. --- Everywhere. --- She closed her eyes briefly.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * O N E Y E A R L A T E R SOMEWHERE IN THE PACIFIC OCEAN * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * [ R Y D E R ] I heard somewhere that before you die, you would see your whole life flash before your eyes.

Standing in the sunlight, feeling the warmth of his palm and the sun on my skin, the chill in my body slowly faded. "Everything is finally over."

"Pregnant women are so emotional. Let them cool off. Rachel's probably hungry. Let's eat." And just like that, they turned and walked back inside, leaving us out in the cold. Inside, the two of them were laughing and teasing Rachel like nothing had happened. Meanwhile, Chloe and I were shivering in the freezing air. We banged on the door, but they acted like they couldn't hear us. "They're the ones who asked for this." I glanced at Chloe. She nodded. We got in the car, pulled out a loudspeaker, strapped it to the roof, and started driving loops around the village.

I come home for the holidays to find four pairs of slippers beside the shoe cabinet. There's a pair for my dad, Dean Pratt, a pair for my mom, Nancy Kerr, and two pairs for my sister, Luna Pratt, including a spare. Mine isn't there. Although my sister attended school in another state, kept her room exactly as it was. Even her slippers sit by her bedside, waiting for her return. I had been away from home for three years. When I returned, I discovered that my belongings had disappeared one by one. And now, they hadn’t even kept a pair of slippers for me. I stand in the entryway, my feet bare. "Where’s my pair?" Mom pokes her head out. "You hardly ever come back, so I threw them away. The

Between the train station and the compound, there was only one shuttle bus. On the way here from my hometown, Caleb had sat beside me, peering about with bright curiosity, chattering like a little bird. Now, the return journey felt eerily quiet. I sat in the same seat I'd taken on the outward trip. Beside me, an empty chair held only a schoolbag. Through the rearview, the driver eyed me more than once before finally asking, "Are you going home on business? Where's your son? Why didn't he come with you?"

But I already know. Of course I know. “You’ve caused me quite a bit of trouble.” The voice comes from everywhere. Not one direction. Not one source. Just everywhere. Cold. Controlled. Furious. We stop. Because running blindly? That’s how you die. “Show yourself,” Alexis says. Calm. Unshaken. Of course she is. A figure steps forward. From the shadows. From nothing. From everywhere. And the moment I see him I understand. This isn’t like the others.

Not in a system that allowed everything to exist. Including the things that could undo it. I shifted my awareness outward again. Wider than before. Not just the immediate cluster. but the entire field. And it was there. Subtle. Scattered. Not one fracture. many. Some barely formed. Some already influencing. All quiet. All possible. My chest tightened. “They’re everywhere.” “Yes.” “Not dominant.” “No.” “But inevitable.” “Yes.” That word settled deep. Because it meant. this wasn’t a failure. It wasn’t a mistake.