Finally I Found Novels & Stories

For twenty-four years, I've been searching for the damned code but I haven't found it just yet. The girl had the code, somehow!

E M O R Y Finally. After so many attempts, so many years, so many mistakes, I finally found her. I finally had her where I wanted her the most. Under my control. Not just her, but her friends too. That fucking bitch Laura. Two of my most valuable assets. My plan was finally going to work. My phone has been off for twenty four hours now, and as soon as I put it on, my phone was flooded with messages and missed calls, all mainly from Michael.

Since the beginning, Ara had always been meticulous and careful with her belongings, so Bella wasn't surprised. Aside from clothes and a few personal items like bags and others, Bella couldn't find anything that she knew she could bring along when they accompanied Ara to her final resting place the next day. For some reason, Bella decided to search through another cabinet that was there. She still found nothing, until she finally decided to look under her sister's bed. There, Bella smiled upon discovering a box. She took it and opened it. It was a bit dusty, but that was okay. Inside, Bella found some old items such as a box of chocolates, a hat, a photo album, and more. But what truly caugh

I couldn’t continue bearing the awkward silence so I spoke up- “Who- who are you looking for?” I wanted to sound confident but ended up stuttering. She didn’t say anything but kept her gaze on me. Something was off; she seemed to be frozen. A small smile began to settle on her face as her eyes slowly moved from my face down to my feet.

His family. ******** "Jagg". Ashwin back hugged Jagger who was standing in the window. "Yes love". Jagger turned to him to look into his warm chocolate eyes. He kissed his plump lips once. Before looking again in his eyes. "I Found Love. I found love when I expected it least". He whispered the same words that once Jagger said to him. Jagger felt his eyes pooled up with happy tears. "I Found love too Ashwin. When I expected it least". He ghosted those plump lips to seal the deal.

Why do I have to get stressed every damn time? My hands roamed across the keys as I just kept searching for it. What is ‘it’? I wasn't sure. What I do know is that once I see whatever it is, I would recognize it. Ah. There you are. “Finally.” I muttered to myself in proud satisfaction as I caught the website, down my tabs. I hesitated a bit, my hands just hovering over the key pads before I bit the corner of my lips and clicked on it. One. Two..

They stopped replying. At that point, Maggie's phone rang. She hurriedly clocked out and left work. I took one last look at Zach's file and stood up to go home. In the shower, I pulled off my silk scarf and exposed the ugly, twisted scar on my neck. Morris had caused it. Ten years ago, in the spring, I couldn't reach him. Courtney had disappeared, too. I gritted my teeth and used the last bit of money I had to buy a cheap plane ticket to find him.

Because my older sister, Zara Gomez, dreamed of becoming a psychologist, I became her favorite test subject simply because I had been highly sensitive since birth. She said children should not be given too much security, so my parents missed every important moment in my life for years. She said people at their lowest should not be coddled, so when I was critically injured in a car accident, they turned around and went on vacation to Coral Isle. Only Aaron Shaw ever stood up to them. He would tell me gently, "Cry if you need to. I'm here." Then came the wedding by the beach. I waited and waited, but he never showed. Holding up the hem of my wedding dress, I searched the beach anxiou

I pressed my thumb—just once—at the base of her spine, a touch meant only for her, and felt some of the electricity bleed off—the kind that cooks or kills depending on where you ground it. “Then I’m afraid your return was for nothing,” I said, and raised my voice half a notch so the room could stop guessing and start relaxing. “Because I have found my fated and true mate. If she chooses me, she will be the Luna. I don’t wish to have any relations with you, and I hope I’m making that abundantly clear.”

After finding the archive, he'd been searching for hours and finally found it. It was the final piece of evidence he required, but his goal remained elusive. An inscription on a gravestone pointed the way, but which way? He looked around for an opening, coughing up dirt and forest veins from under the boulders as he moved excitedly. Nothing happened initially.