Novel & Cerita First Person Past Tense

He took out a cheque and signed it. ** Kai kept his eyes staring at the boring ceiling of his room. It has been hours since he laid on the mattress yet he still couldn't fall into a slumber that he's been desiring. "Fuck," He muttered. "Let me fucking sleep," His bruise is hurting. He couldn't stop thinking. Everything that happened that day played his brain like a broken disc. The way his father insulted and hurt him felt like deja vu, for a million times now. "You're hurt? By him again? You're a man and you're being fragile? Humiliating," Kai talks to himself.

Five years ago, at our engagement party, I broke my fiancee's assistant Richard Greer's nose with a punch because I saw his hand slip under my fiancee Pearl Moran's skirt, groping her right out in the open. Yet when security arrived, Pearl stepped in front of Richard and frowned at me. "Alex, he was just messing around. Did you really have to hit him that hard?" To get back at me for Richard, she pulled strings to throw me in prison. My first day behind bars, I ended up in a cell Richard prepped for me. My ribs were broken in a beating. I was fed spoiled leftovers and forced to sleep on the cold concrete floor. The moment I got out, I boarded a flight to Eldermere without looking back.

She tried to steady her breath, but the vivid memories of that awful day from her past overpowered the present. She was transported back to a time when the fabric of her reality unraveled. The details of the past incident blurred with the present, each moment entangled with the other. The emotional weight of that traumatic event, the sense of powerlessness, and the irrevocable change it had wrought upon her life surged to the forefront.

Nathan rushed over, but I signaled him to stay back. “Ahh!” the lady cried out. “I don't know how I was in the past. I don't know how awful you treated me in the past. But one thing is sure, this is my present. I have no recollection of ever being weak, which means I'm a completely different person from whoever you might have known in the past. We simply share the same name….” “You had an idiot that listened to your nonsense, nice and good. You can go back to the past and meet that idiot.” I pushed her backwards with all my might, making her stagger and hit the ground.

"No omissions. No convenient gaps. Everything." "The beginning was two hundred years ago when I died the first time," I said. My voice was steadier than I felt. "Or it was three days ago when I died saving all of you. Time is complicated when you have lived through the future." "Two hundred years?" Darius leaned against his mother's desk, arms crossed. "You do not look a day over twenty." "Because I keep dying and coming back younger. It is exhausting." Prince Rhett, who had been uncharacteristically quiet, finally spoke. "She is telling the truth. I remember fragments—moments that have not happened yet but feel more real than yesterday."

I pushed my hands deeper I moaned louder, I staggered back a little my back pressed against the way my other hands pressing my nipples roughly one leg ontop the bath tub the other down I faced the mirror as I watched my self finger fucking my pussy. “Yes!!…. There… please don’t stop..,” I moaned loudly not minding if anyone would hear me My juice poured out staining my bathroom floor but I didn’t mind I kept going my memory displaying pictures of Grey fucking the hell out of me “Mira!!!!”…. My father’s voice slammed me back into reality. 💕Hi dear my lovies, how are you enjoying this piece so far? Please let me know in the comments do you want me to keep up with first person POV or I should

I said in a soft voice. He nodded “Yes. I know what i said. Theresa was the love of my life. But she ‘was’ liv. It is in the past tense. I wanted to have a future with you, I begged you to stay but you threw all that away goe Conrad. Who is dead. You decided to stay in the past while giving up the future we could have had” he said with a clenched jaw his eyes filled with pain. He turned and walked towards the door. I watched him leave with a fallen shoulder. It was evident that he was not enjoying this. That he did not want this.

Alexis opened her eyelids quickly and wide there. Her breath was very breathless. Alexis even directly sat there. Alexis looked around from her eyes to her surroundings right now and there. And when Alexis found Adrian who was looking at her with a look in his eyes that looked also surprised. Alexis realized that she was no longer in the past. Alexis had returned to the time in which she was currently living. But Alexis couldn't control the emotions she was feeling right there. Alexis' left palm trembled and started to touch her stomach. The flash of memories that brought her back to the past, really immediately made Alexis nauseous, and filled with various feelings that she couldn't explain

Never fear. Something worse. Understanding. “That’s not your name,” he says. “It is to them.” “You’re not theirs.” “I was.” The word slips out before I can stop it. Was. Past tense. But is it? Is it really? “Not anymore,” he says firmly. I want to believe that. God, I want to believe that. But then— my hand moves. Just slightly. Without me telling it to. I freeze. My breath catches. “No…” I whisper.