Future Break Point Novels & Stories

"We're not broken up. We were never together. There's no breakup." He smiled. Slow. Patient. The same patience she could see in the way he drove, the way he'd held that last slide a half-beat longer than instinct dictated. "You keep finding ways to talk about us in the past tense, and we haven't even gotten to the present tense yet." Dani opened her mouth to tell him off, and that was when the small bell above the front door rang again, and she heard Jess's unmistakable laugh from the front of the shop.

My grades at school are outstanding, being great at sports, but never played due to the bruise on my body. Anyway, my next class is Ap physics with Mr. Daniels, he's strict and he hates students that are late unless you have a pass from your last teacher stating why you are late for his class. ( Mr.Daniels) alright, kids today we have a new student named Lucas Santiago he's just transferring here from New York. Alright, Mr. Santiago please take a seat next to Ms. Sinclair, please. Now that the introduction is over let's begin to review what we learned from last week, cause there will be 79 question tests on Friday, so take notes and pay attention.

Asking for more. Jeremy broke the kiss, his breath a raw shudder. "I have to ask you this" he said. His voice sounded hoarse and he still held her. "Do you love me?" Do you still love me? Say it! Say it!" Jeremy demanded. Penny broke away from him with a last effort gathered from the remnants of her waning strength. She gathered herself quickly, straightening her shoulders and nodding even though her breath came in gasps and her lips stung from his kiss. She walked unsteadily across to the window and stood staring out into the darkness... Her back towards him.

I questioned. “I wanted to see you.” “You sure?” I’d like to say I was teasing him, but I couldn’t force my tone to not be serious. His eyebrows bunched together at my question. “Why wouldn’t I be?” “I don’t know. You tell me.” Dmitry shouted to Maci from across the room. “Hey Maci…Danica’s going on break.” “Hey! I’m working here.” “I know. And now you are on break.” I sighed and crossed my arms. Not wanting to put up a fight, I walked from behind the counter and joined him at a corner table.

He ran off without hesitation to take care of her. I found the entire situation hilarious. Remembering how I had lain on the operating table alone and felt my baby leave my body, I felt a sharp pain in my heart. Suddenly, I felt as if I could not breathe. I no longer had any strength to continue arguing with them and just wanted to leave. Hence, I went straight to the point. “Let’s break up, Carl.” Carl’s expression turned impatient. “Natalie, could you be more mature? You know that Cynthia’s always been a sickly kid. I’m her childhood friend, and I consider her my sister. It’s only right that I take care of her.”

--- **The Next Morning** Adrian knelt at Sofia's eye level over breakfast, her small face still slightly betraying last night's disappointment despite her four-year-old attempts to hide it. "I'm sorry I missed your project," he said seriously. "That was important to you, and I should have been here." Sofia considered this with the same grave seriousness she brought to identifying magic stones. "It was a volcano," she said. "It's still not too late. It's on my desk." "Then show me right now," Adrian said, "before I go to work. I have time."

Though the tank was dry, it bristled with sharp scrap metal. Callum cowered behind Sienna, clutching a fruit knife. He was trembling, but his eyes burned with venom. "Violet! You finally came!" Seeing me, Sienna let out a crazed laugh. "You thought you could see through those pop-up messages, didn't you? You thought you'd already won? Let's see who can save you this time!" Before I died in my previous life, she told me it was a brainwave interference technology she developed. It was to be used with AR glasses. It was designed specifically to manipulate people like me who had just returned to wealthy families and were emotionally vulnerable.

Adrian asked, his hands pausing on his laces. "Let me see your left foot." Ethan gently gripped the toe of Adrian's boot, tilting it toward the harsh fluorescent light. He pointed to the structural seam. "Look at this. The locking mechanism is completely loose. If you take a hard turn on the ice, this blade is going to snap right out of the holder." Adrian’s eyes narrowed. He reached down and gave the steel runner a firm tug. With a sickening click, the blade wobbled loosely in his hand. If he had stepped onto the ice, his ankle would have snapped the moment he crossed the blue line.

After a couple of desperate hours trying to figure things out, Nate began to worry about the gap. Usually, the first flashes began after the first hour and in no more than four the whole thing was back in his mind. But nothing was coming back, and he was feeling impatient. His idea was to wait for most of his memory to come back so he could know where Bree was, or if there was any sort of danger left. But since it was not happening, his best option was to move.

I thought I was only reading a novel until I woke up inside it. I wake trapped in the body of Seraphina Vale, a noblewoman whose future I know. In the original story, I am destined to die by the order of Crown Prince Adrian Blackthorne, the man I am supposed to marry. Knowing what awaits me, I decide to change everything. I avoid the events that led to Seraphina’s downfall, determined to survive and find a way back to my own world. But everything changes when Adrian arrives earlier than he should and accuses me of trying to kill him. In his hand is a silver dagger engraved with my name. I know that dagger never existed in the story, and I realize someone is changing the plot. As