I Am David Novel Novels & Stories

We have to fight back. NODE 203: David. His name was David. He told me about his buildings. He designed a library once, in a city by the sea. He was so proud of that library. He said people fell in love there, learned there, grew there. He said it was the best thing he ever built.

They promised hundreds upon hundreds of worlds, quests, unique classes, and races, all in just one game. This story will follow David Torres, a 35 years old lawyer specialized in civil law working in an office owned by a teacher from his college. He has a rather average height of 1.75 meters, light brown hair with some streaks of yellow, and brown eyes. He is a casual player that loves videogames and is the prideful owner of an old V-4 capsule from 2039. On that fateful night, David got off work a little later than usual because he was reviewing some older cases. It helped him think of a new approach when he was in a tight spot in a case, and he needed a new perspective.

The next day David woke up early since it was Saturday he had nowhere to go. He He decided to go and check up on Stella and admit his feelings for her. He decided to stop being a coward and take responsibility for her pregnancy. He was ready to do anything for her to forgive him and give him a second chance. He went to her door and was about to knock when he heard her talking but this time it seems like her constant nightmare she always tell him about. He opened the door and went inside and Tru to his thought she was having a nightmare. He walked up to her on the bed and woke her up cuddling her. "Is okay baby. I'm here don't be scared." He started coaxing her when she started crying. "David

“But if we keep it, we keep the war alive. We leave the door open for another Adrian, another Carver, or another ghost looking for vengeance.” “This book,” David says lifting the ledger up in both hands, “represents an entire world most of you never should have had to know existed. It ends here.” With that, he walks to the iron brazier, where a small fire is already burning, and lowers the book directly into the center of the flames. The thick leather resists the heat for a few seconds, the edges curling inward as dark smoke rises toward the open sky. Then the dry paper catches. Decades of blackmail, illegal shipping routes, hidden bank accounts, and corporate secrets turn into bright orange

Surrogate:129: Before Claire answered, David had arrived. He was 1. 85-meter tall. His model-like body figure brought out the best of the white suit he was wearing. “Why are you here?” As expected, the first person David talked to was Claire. “Why are you asking? Are you saying that I can’t be here because your family owns the place?” “I don’t mean that,” David smiled awkwardly. “Somebody told me that we have come to an end and that we've reached a parting way. It wasn’t too long ago…”

he said in amazement “Yes. And I apologized for your death.” Navi looked straight in the man’s eyes and calmly asked, “If I’m dead, then who are you?” “Don’t tell me…” he paused “You’re an alien, aren’t you?’ his eyes widened as he continued. The Old man grinned, trying to suppress his laughter. “I guess I’m the one who you could call God in your world” “God?” he replied back “Yes.” He answered “I control things and do the best for each one of the creation. I create storms, global

"I can't let that happen." Xavier reaches for my hand on the table. His large fingers envelop my cold ones, providing warmth that calms me slightly. "This world is controlled by narratives, Rose. And right now, David holds the reins," he whispers with a deadly, thin smile. "But he forgot that I own the stage. Let me help you handle this. I can erase all that news in seconds, or we can play a more... enjoyable game." I look into his golden eyes, searching for sincerity. "What game?"

"The world is becoming incredibly crowded around you right now. You have independent elements cleaning up your messes, you have rogue extractors pulling you out of burning rooms, and you have an old woman at a crossroads making things complicated. Orin is an incredibly dangerous variable for someone like you to be spending your afternoons with." Caelith caught her breath, her mind racing. He knew about Mrs. Orin. He knew about her part-time shifts at the edge of the crossroads. But as she studied Davan's sharp, confident posture, she realized something else. He hadn't mentioned the text. He didn't know about the plain leather book currently sitting at the bottom of her bag, or the fact that

He probably did that all the time and wasn't going to remember me. I pressed the spine of the Italian book against my forehead and breathed. Somewhere in this city, David was probably with Vivienne, in her father's money, untouched. Living a life I had subsidized and that he'd handed to someone else the moment a better offer arrived. He had looked at me in that restaurant and told me I wasn't enough.

It's not just hot, he’s really on fire now! “Luna Armadiata,” David muttered the name like a spell, then his eyes opened calculatingly. Well, don't expect you to get out of here that easily, because I won't let you go, Luna, he muttered to himself. David remembers when he first saw Luna, usually he never paid attention to women, it was the women who usually chased him. Although he likes to change women, David is known as a very cold lover. He always kept his distance and never allowed anyone to get too close. For him, women were just a place for his passion and he would pay for them with expensive jewelery, fancy clothes and other gifts, and it was satisfactory enough for him and the women.