Full Catastrophe Living Novels & Stories

It wasn’t long before sleep was overtaking me. The room is cold and covered in darkness. I search for a way out or for someone to help me, but there’s nothing. Rubbing my hands up and down my arms to not only fight the cold but the fear that grips my heart. Why am I here, and how did I get here are the questions that swirl around in my head. I keep walking with no end in sight. Then the unthinkable happens. Hands reach from out of the darkness to grip my neck. I fight to get them off. The more I fight, the more they tighten. My lungs are burning as I fight for air. There’s no face, just hands that are trying to take my life. I keep trying to fight, but I’m losing the battle. I feel myself a

I pulled out my phone to snap a cute pic of them, but then—breaking news. Cassie had tracked Luke down. Scissors in hand, demanding he marry her. He said no. They fought on the stairs. Both fell. Cassie died instantly—stabbed by her own blade. Luke survived, but barely. Now he's in a vegetative state. The headline sent a chill through me. They destroyed each other. Me? I was swimming in love—and more money than I could ever spend. I'd never been happier.

I hope this isn't a trap! - Go check the rooms! Three people go to check different rooms! I continue moving towards the other door; there's an exit! I hear one of my men shout: - Everyone out, there's a bomb! We run towards the exit! The house explodes into small pieces! - Damn it! Is everyone alright? - We have injured people. - We need to go back; this could be a setup! Let's all return; we'll treat the wounded once we're back! We take our cars to head back.

"We can't change the past, but together, we have the power to shape our future." The moonlit garden, once a battleground, now stood as a testament to resilience and unity. Hailey and Killian, bound by destiny and the scars of their history, faced the uncertain path ahead with a shared determination to break the curse that entangled their families and forge a redemption that transcended the shadows of the past.

That is a destruction itself! "No.. It can't be. That - that is not a calamity! That is not a fucking calamity!" Jevro blurted. Yes, what in front of our eyes is not Calamity that we used to know. The calamity we know is similar to the dark cloud that can actually release millions of deadly insects like locust. And yes, it can also kill any living beings but after attacking one place, they'll disappear too. They have a core.. It's a black core..

Alyssa had made her move. She’d bombed one of the Colbert safe houses across town. Six men were dead. And the war had officially begun. I walked into Jillian’s office just as he threw a glass against the wall. It shattered loudly, the shards spraying across the floor. He turned toward me, rage in every inch of him. “She killed them,” he hissed. “And she smiled while doing it.” “What do we do?” “We retaliate.” His voice was hard. Unforgiving. But his eyes softened when he looked at me.

Mr Ralph urges Jude to locate the USB DRIVE asap, then he calls his lawyer. At RUM TV, Mrs.Welsh , met up with an unknown woman, "Are you Mrs.Welsh?" the woman asked, "Yes ,I am", Mrs Welsh replied, the woman revealed that her name to be Rita, that she is a reporter working at RUM TV, Mrs.Welsh asked her why did she send her that email, Rita replied "Come to HOMELUV RESTAURANT" giving her the address to the place.

I want buy inside the living room and sat down on the ground I grab the TV remote from the table and scroll through my N*****x. My phone started ringing again and I grabbed it from the couch. Anitra. "Hey." I said and pulled at the lid of my soda. I hear him shuffling at the background for a while before he asked "Are you alright, Catherine? I just heard the news." Ha! Well did I forget to inform you guys that the news is already everywhere, yes we are definitely going bankrupt. And then.... Nothing. "I am fine Anitra, there's nothing I can do. I'm just here in my apartment drinking my soda and Cheetos, life is good."

Better not to even think of that. What luck did she have today though, she wondered. From an irate husband to his insensitive mother. All she had wanted was a drive. A calming drive to clear her head before she get back to the conundrum that had become the definition of her life but what did she get? A nearly unconscious man that refused to get the help he needed and a threat from a kid who probably thought this was a game of search. “Please, stop moving about so much. I think I might faint more from your pacing than from my loss of blood”