Finally I Found Novels & Stories

Olivia pov: I finally found a moment to sit down at my desk and relax for a while. The chair felt comfortable against my back as I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes. I know I have to work on the file but for now, I pushed those thoughts aside and allowed myself to simply relax. before I start working again. I looked at my ankles to see if they are swelling because I wasn't in that much pain like I was before but thank God it was nothing, just a little discomfort.

She heard her phone ping snapping her out of her thoughts and she looked down at it reading the message that popped up on her screen. “I finally found you.” Her knees buckled beneath her as the whole world disappeared around her leaving only the screen of her phone before her and the massage which she kept rereading until she could practically hear the words inside her head whispered in that person’s voice. “I finally found you, Nadia…”

“Found her. Sending you the address now.” A slow smile spreads across my face as I watch the location pin drop into our message thread. Found you, Georgia.

he answered in a light tone. For the next hour, I paced about the cabin restlessly, while Steven used device after device to track the chip. “Arrgggh,” I would scream every once in a while, kicking the air and expressing my frustration. I couldn't sit or get any rest, thinking about how far I've come, only to meet a dead end. “Steven…” “I found him!” Steven exclaimed, two hours later. ‘Great,’ I heaved a sigh of relief. I hurried to his seat, where he had a MacBook, an iPad and two phones spread on the dining table.

He held my hand and then said his final words to me. 𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝒥𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒸𝒶. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝑜𝓌� � 𝒶𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃. 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝑒'𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃

Find Me: English translation Alright reserved. © 2020 Belle Cassy This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Introduction... Jack’s Perspective I was standing on the balcony, having some fresh air and I was thinking of something deeper than the sea, trying to understand my own creatures and perceptions. And then, I sighed when I remembered her… A woman that I couldn’t get off of my mind, she was always inside my brain no matter how hard I tried to move on.

It seemed like he was finally noticing something was wrong. "If you tell me where your mom is, you won't have to go back to that reform school." Tess nodded right away. She lifted her hand and pointed out the window, toward the ocean. "Mommy's over there." Her small, simple words sent a chill through the room. Amelia grabbed her radio, her voice steady. "Search the waters where the child was found. Check for any other survivors…or bodies." Hanson's jaw tightened. The veins in his forehead stood out as his fists clenched. The wound that had just stopped bleeding split open again, soaking through the white bandage.

The segment shifted. "We now disclose the defendant, Quin Olson's final memory segment." In the bedroom. I stepped out of the bathroom, my hair still damp. Joseph hugged me from behind, whispering in my ear. "Honey, please, I'm begging you. Helly really needs this kidney. I've gone everywhere with her looking for a match these past few days, but we couldn't find any. Her kidney failure has reached the final stage. If she doesn't get a transplant soon, she'll die."

I laughed at myself at first. It sounded insane. But the more I watched him, the less insane it felt. So I called my mother. She answered on the third ring. “Damien,” she said, surprised. “Is something wrong?” “Maybe,” I replied. “Or maybe I’m finally right about something.” She sighed. “You don’t call unless it matters. Speak.” “I think I’ve found her,” I said quietly. There was a pause. Then, very carefully, “Found who?” “The one you’ve been searching for.”

I continued my exploration at a snail's pace, hoping desperately not to disturb the wolf that slumbered nearby. I had moved nearly half the distance of the first wall when my foot touched something cold and soild that almost had me fall over. Barely managing to keep myself upright I paused before lifting my foot up, scraping it against the surface as I did. It appeared to be a shallow step. Shuffling my foot along, without lifting it, it wasn't long before I felt the next step. I carried on this way, counting as I went up. On the sixteenth step it widened out, leading me to think that I was at the top.