I Know Everything Novels & Stories

he spoke softly, looking me in the eye. "I wanted you to know that if we were dating, I don't know what your favorite color is, your favorite food or even your middle name.. I want to know those things, I want to know that the first time you broke your arm while you were riding a bike.. I want to know about Your nightmares To be able to cuddle you and make you feel safe..I want to know the troubles you're going through to help you unravel your secrets...I want to know if there's a voice in your head telling you that you're not good enough, because I swear you're good enough for yourself...I want to know about the first A tattoo of yours, that scar on your back...I want to know about your fir

"You do not get what I wat you to know, Astra? How come?As far as I know, you are an intelligent person and you know everything." "Wow, where did you get that from? Really? You think every intelligent person knows everything? I am not claiming that I am an intelligent person in actual, but I want you to know this, brilliant person were eager to learn new things. They do not know all information, yet they want to know it for new knowledge." "Alright, ma'am, here you go again. I know that, you really are a,n awesome woman and I like you that way." I stopped when I heard the last word. "Wait, what? What did you say?"

I smiled as I said the last part like I was bragging. “ And how do you know that?” “ Is there anything I don't know?” I analyzed my nails as I scoffed. I knew everything about everything especially when it dealt with my man. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

“Why? Because I tell her about werewolves. About packs and rogues and all this supernatural stuff. And she thinks I’m on… how you say… drugs?” “High,” I say, absently. “She thinks you’re high.” “Si! Exact. High.” He grins again. “But I say to her, ‘No, amore, I am not high. I just know things.’” I laugh under my breath. “You do know things.” “I know everything,” he says proudly. “Like, for example, I know you don’t look so happy right now.” That pulls my gaze from the window. He glances at me, waiting.

Aeron Miller was never special. When the System descended upon Earth and monsters brought civilization to its knees, he was nothing more than an ordinary survivor trying desperately to stay alive. For ten brutal years, Aeron watched humanity fall. Cities became ruins, friends became enemies, and powerful survivors fought over the few resources left. In the end, Aeron became one of the last humans alive—only to be betrayed and killed by the people he trusted. Then he opened his eyes. Seven days before the apocalypse. Seven days before the System awakens. Seven days before the world he knows disappears. Aeron has returned with everything he learned from his first life.

And you will find that you already know everything you should know Listen, that's all you have to do. If you are looking for a trusted advisor, who could it be? It seems logical to me that this advisor should be you, because you have all the facts, all the experience, and all the knowledge within you. Nobody but you owns all of this. No one can jump inside of you, and see exactly what's going on. There is an important clarification point which I should note, when I say Listen, by this I do not mean that you listen to what is going on in your head

"Everything is going to be all right." I wish I believed her. God, I'd do anything to know, in my heart, that everything is going to be all right.

"I need your help..." "I was killed even though my heart was still beating" "Sometimes I just want to end everything" "I need to move on and only you can help me" Her words played re-played continuously in my mind and I swear I will help get justice for her and they will all pay very very soon...

He does, but it doesn’t mean he knows all of me. “What if I don’t know how else to be, Jake?” I turn to him in frustration at his know it all ideas. “You keep pushing … Keep telling me to let go, and what if I can’t? What if this is me? This is all I know. I’m not capable of doing it any other way, or needing other people, because I don’t know how.” I’m yelling at him. Why am I shouting?

Everyone must be afraid of death, there are only those who are ready whenever they will die. "Wait!" I suddenly spoke, while looking at Joshua. I admit defeat this time, and am a little annoyed that Joshua still doesn't put the thing down. As if waiting for the continuation of what I just said. “I—I don't know anything, why do you even want to do this to me?” Shit, this time I really bragged incorrectly.