Future Days Novels & Stories

“You have work every day.” “Exactly.” I turned toward her. “And so do I.” My mother sighed. “We know you're both busy.” “Apparently not enough,” I muttered. Sebastian coughed into his glass. I ignored him. My father picked up one of the papers. “We have several dates here. The event planner says the first available Saturday at the preferred venue is six weeks from now.” “Six weeks?” I repeated. “Yes.” I nearly choked. Sebastian looked at the paper. “What date?”

(Kenzo's POV) I walked her towards the train station that night. But when I came back to my apartment I saw a notebook , which she left. "Well I guess I'm gonna return it to her tomorrow morning." Out of curiosity, I opened it and I saw bunch of scheduled dates , with all of the things that we will be doing together on the following day. However the schedule written was all moving backwards . I looked at every pages and it is so difficult to understand .

Chapter 15: "Found," ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 01 - 03 - 2027 ║ ║ Sunday║ Free Day ║ ╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮

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She always has samples to support her guesses and opinions. “It’s a miracle that you went overtime. I thought Friday night is drinking night at your place,” Zofi said on the phone. “I’m not in the mood to drink tonight. Besides, my officemates are checking out the new bar in town so it won’t be in my place this time,” Billie explained. “But you ate already?” she asked. “I’m taking out food right now,” he said. “The girls want to say ‘hello’. Can we do Facetime?” she asked.

Yesterday I just faint on the spot in front of my PC and so I decide to give myself somerest to, there are a lot of game I want to play in the future so I want to keep my health in check. So... Happy new year everyone, The story will continue on 3rd Jan 2022.

Yazmine's fist flew directly to his chest. "Urgh, what was that for?" he asked. "You should be nice to her, she just resumed," Yazmine said, then returned her gaze to Candy. "We have a lot to cover, Candy. We'll be traveling soon. Also, I bet you're preparing for tomorrow." "Tomorrow? What's tomorrow?" Candy asked with a frown. "Wait, Candy? You really have no idea what tomorrow is?" Yazmine inquired. Candy gulped nervously, realizing she had completely lost track of the days – she couldn't even recall today's date. Maybe because of the crazy things happening around her.

"Anna, it's Saturday. My flight is Sunday night, as usual." Oops, she forgot. The birthday party was Friday night and after Friday is Saturday. What did she think so that she had miscalculated the days? Anna showed him a grin and said, "Forget it." "Be happy. We still have tomorrow to spend together. Maybe I can teach you some business while we have sex." He said lightly.

Liam’s POV “What day is it today?” I asked my secretary, trying to confirm today’s date. “It’s Tuesday the 19th, sir,” she responded. “Okay, thank you,” I said, dismissing her. “Shit,” I muttered to myself, putting down what I was reading. It had just dawned on me that it was a few days to D-day and I was not ready. It was four days to be exact. Four days till I get married, for the next three years at least.

The train yard was quiet again, the mirror gone. Eli was gone too. Her bag lay beside her, open. Inside was another envelope. Her name. She tore it open with numb fingers. You did well. He’s gone for now. But the noise is spreading. Find the next one before it finds you. Below that, in smaller writing: You have three days. Ava’s breath hitched. The ink looked fresh, still wet in places. And at the bottom of the page, written in faint pencil — like someone had added it later: