Finally I Found Novels & Stories

refreshing talking about other things, we even played our popular word game, trying to prove who was the genius between us. We measured that by comparing the number of words one would have managed to find after some stipulated amount of time. I loved these kind of games, word games, chess, the kind of games that challenged one to focus, long and hard. I loved them also because they helped one to think better, no way anyone can be fond of the games and not be a strategic deep thinker. When we were finally tired, we decided to sleep, we had enjoyed each other's company very much, and it was really late. It was a new day, 1AM, the whole house was now quiet except for the left wing which was oc

“They found them.” “What, found who?” “Liberty. We’ve found Liberty.”

“Have you found the Yellow Sign?” THE END

I finally have what I wanted in my life. END

"Alright. We'll do what you want." My legs felt as heavy as lead. I could not take another step forward. My stomach churned violently. Zoe's resemblance to the eighteen-year-old version of me was uncanny. I could not accept that the man I had loved for seven years was searching for traces of me in someone else. Adrian spotted me first. The tenderness on his face vanished instantly. He said with clear displeasure, "Where have you been these past few days? The wedding planners couldn't find you and dumped everything on Zoe. Is that even appropriate?

After wandering down the wrong roads for over a decade, I had finally reached the end of my dream. Now, I truly had a home.

she said, admiring it on herself, a soft laugh of disbelief escaping her lungs. “So this is what it feels like… to be chosen?” Aria hushed. She didn’t stop staring at herself. She’d turn around, pose in different angles, and laugh loudly. “When did I start looking like someone… worth loving?” ****** “You can’t get in,” A guard said, pushing Andrea backward. “Tell Aria Andrea is here to see her, now!” He ordered. Andrea had tried tracing where Aria lived but to no avail. He had searched and searched for months, until one evening when he finally got frustrated and decided to wait and follow her behind after work.

Marcus’s text plays loudly in my mind, almost like a voice echoing inside my skull: I’ve found your mom and your wife. A shaky breath leaves me. Three years of looking for them with no single trace. Three years of walking through every city with a hollow chest, praying for something, anything. And now… I finally find the both of them. My chest lifts, excitement breaking through the shock. I need to leave for Italy now. I need to go get back my wife. My Lila…

I had never felt this much fury. But no. This wasn’t the end. Bryan was mine. He had always been mine. And if he slipped away tonight… I would find another way. I would never let him go.