Future Days Novels & Stories

Even family. "I'll assist with that." Rayleigh chipped in. "Anything to get away from this fool for awhile." She thumbed towards Zalakai who only smirked with amusement and nuzzled her temple despite her weak protest. "So, when?" Lily asked the one question that everyone had yet to ask. "Tomorrow." Willow took a deep breath as she eyed the map. "Tomorrow is D-Day." "Damn, that leaves no extra prep time." Aiden ran a hand over his face.

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Marco looked at me. “Plenty.” “Like?” He paused. “Things you don't want to hear.” Then he left. The door closed. I stared at it. I waited. Nothing. I walked toward the window. Outside, the grounds were surrounded by tall iron gates. Two guards stood near the entrance. There was no way out. I stepped away from the window. Then I noticed something on the floor. A small piece of paper. I frowned. I hadn't seen it earlier. I bent down and picked it up.

He'd been here only a week but he'd blended in so well with my best friend. “Anyway,” Hannah turned to me. “You do remember what today is?” “What is today?” “It’s D-Day cuz,” Edi frowned, shaking his head. “I'm disappointed.” I groaned. “Why don't you two let it go? It's dangerous!” “It is not if everything goes according to plan,” Edi quipped, getting up and straightening his jacket. Hannah grabbed her car keys and the tiny pen camera recorder she'd gotten a day ago. “Let's go!”

“Tomorrow’s weather will be great.” Robert could not understand why he was suddenly talking about the weather. Still, he nodded and said, “The weather forecast says it’ll be a sunny day.” “It’ll be a good day.” Robert nodded. “It’s also Old Master Fowler’s 60th birthday. So, it will indeed.” Anthony did not say anything and made a call. “Did you get what I wanted?” “Yes, Mr. Anthony. Do you have the money ready?” “Give me the account number!” “I’ll send it to you right away.”

Miles supplied. I sighed. “It better be a positive update,” “I hope so. Tomorrow is the 50th day.” Miles said. “We don’t have time.” The 50th day? I didn’t even realize. I stopped checking the calendar because it made me panic as hell. Halfway toward the deadline and still, we remain trapped.

“That day will never come.” “Okay, stop. Why are there harsh words between a father and a son?” Mrs. Winters said with a smile. “Since all the children are here, let’s discuss the date for the engagement. I just checked on the Internet, and there are three auspicious days this year. They are the sixth of next month, the fifteenth of the month after next month, and the eighteenth after that.” Harold smiled cheekily. “I think the sixth of next month is pretty good!”

well ,we were homeless and little unkempt at times but those who did were because they felt bad for us and genuinely wanted to help. "Did you guys hear that Princess Catherine's fiance is coming back from States? I heard that the royal family is hosting a welcome party for him at the palace tomorrow"I heard one of the girls who were passing by say to the other two girls she was walking with The three of them looked so nice in sets of leggings and sports bras. Their beautiful hairs fixed up in ponytails and the other one had on a visor cap on her head.

"Rosalia, I was wrong… Please come back." Just then, a wave carried a drifting bottle onto the beach. Inside was a yellowed piece of paper containing my neat handwriting. "Jared, by the time you read this, I will be gone for good. Not just gone, but never existed at all. The system gave me seven days. I could have fixed everything, but what you did was enough to make me give up. Farewell. I hope you and Melody find happiness."

Rhett was holding up a glass of juice, asking if she was thirsty. Me? Zane took my hand and led me onto the stage. Mr. Jordan took the microphone again. "Tonight isn't just a welcome home party for my son Zane." "It's also to officially introduce his fiancée—Freya Corleone, heiress of the family." "Save the date—eighth of next month. Drinks are on us." Thunderous applause. A wave of congratulations. From the food area came a sharp crash—a plate and a glass shattering at once, followed by a yelp as Daisy got splashed on the foot.