Final Space Book Novels & Stories

It took a bit of getting used to, especially when the weather became warmer and my cock swung back and forth under my shorts, but it was surprisingly freeing to free-ball. "Does anybody have any questions?" Matt asked as the rest of the students packed away their things. It was the final lecture on a Friday afternoon, so we all knew the answer to that. "Oh, Corey" he said, "would you mind hanging back for a moment, I just want a word on that paper we were discussing last week". I smiled to myself and waited for the hall to empty before walking down to him. He closed his briefcase and ran his tongue across his bottom lip.

As expected, the screen was filled with over a thousand missed calls. Zoe let out a scornful laugh. "Next time, you should switch it up. Terminal illness? Jumping into the sea? Maybe she'll transfer all of the Warren family's assets straight to the Coles." He smiled casually. "Maybe she would." Taking advantage of the moment before anyone noticed me, I left the house, dazed and hollow. When we were eighteen, Adrian had worn a faded, repeatedly washed white shirt and knelt at the entrance of my home, appearing awkward and earnest, as he confessed his feelings.

The cigar slipped from Lucien’s mouth. The entire room froze. I spoke calmly. “Now I have chips.” “So tell me, Lucien.” “Are you calling or not?” Thirty minutes remained before the moment I died in the crocodile pit in my last life.

After all, the Summers Group shares were finally in his son's name, indirectly under his control. The Summers Group was the country's leading tech company; no media outlet would dare cross them. Hence, he believed that whatever happened that day, whatever was seen or heard, would be his final narrative to manipulate. Zayn cleared his throat and said, "Candice, switching the eggs was unfortunate but necessary. You carried Lucas. So, you deserve some credit. "If you leave the Summers Group quietly, I'll have Lucas give you a monthly allowance of 500 dollars—enough to keep you from starving."

“Have you found the Yellow Sign?” THE END

Another scoff because the counselor should be the one to fill this section out because it requires validation. Then my eyes drifted to the following section and that is what made me become instantly discouraged. The instructions that angered me the most read like this: “Use ONLY the space provided to answer questions. NO additional space is to be utilized and WILL NOT be accepted. NO typed answers will be accepted, ONLY handwritten answers.” What? That doesn't seem so unreasonable, does it? Not until you realize that you have one inch to answer the questions that should really matter, like how I have changed over my imprisonment and what I have learned/what I would do differently….

Cela just smiled. The viewing starts in a few minutes. Everyone gets ready to take their seats. Almost everyone came except for Nate. Good thing, Lora didn’t tell Cela about her invitation. It was supposed to be a surprise for her but fate surely has a different plan for the night. A mix of emotions sweeps the viewers of the TV adaptation of the book. It’s the last of the three in the series and it’s quite different from the first two stories that were carefully planned.

This was a chess game that was destined to end at a stalemate from the very beginning. Every day since returning to Alden City, I'd wondered whether my ending would've been different if I'd rejected Eugene's mango cake that day. My guess was that it would have. I climbed over the railing around the roof, which was six stories high. In the past, it was a height that made my legs tremble. Now, I looked down, feeling unbelievably light and relaxed. I was exhausted. Everyone said death was a coward's choice, but I disagreed. Who would want to give up on life if they had other options? Who would choose death if there was still a chance to turn things around?

“Wanna go again?” END OF BOOK TWO

[Didn't get to say this earlier, but I'm out of forgiveness cards. [Let's get a divorce.] My phone started blowing up right after.