If Tomorrow Comes Novel Novels & Stories

I feel it in my bones. But tonight? Tonight was just a good distraction. And tomorrow? Tomorrow is the guardian election. Let the games begin.

And she didn't know that tomorrow. ...she would become the biggest joke in the history of fashion. END OF CHAPTER 6....

Tonight was the showcase, the chicken, the bread, his undivided attention, the kitchen. Tomorrow was tomorrow. This was This..

0 I take out another piece of paper that has the words “Maybe Tomorrow” written across the top. It’s torn from a notebook and has a ragged edge, and Leo’s handwriting is all over it. I start to read it and I can feel my heart twist and shred, and I break down sobbing before I can get to the end. 0 “Elise? Honey, are you okay?” My mom comes in and sits beside me and I hand her the paper. 0 Maybe Tomorrow (by Leo Ellis)

The woman I tasted tonight. Tomorrow is a new day. And maybe tomorrow, my love comes home.

I get up from the armchair, glancing at Vlad. “I'm going to look for more books.” Vlad nods in agreement. I enter the section of contemporary erotic novels, coming across an endless aisle of books with every theme that could exist. I pick up one named: My Hot Neighbor from the Gym. And I focus on reading, being amazed by the depravity and loving every page I read. I see Vlad approaching and quickly grab a self-help book that was in the middle of the shelf, titled: Tomorrow Will Come Soon and put it underneath, disguising it.

And tomorrow? Tomorrow was ours to build.

Soon, I changed into my night clothes and climbed into bed, trying to fall asleep. But I didn't because I was too excited. I reached for the book and opened it again. I started reading one page after another, and another. I didn't even care about the time until my eyes began to feel heavy. Tomorrow, my future would begin. Tomorrow, I would start. This was not the tomorrow like the other ten days when I told myself tomorrow I was going to get up, tomorrow I was going to walk out of the room. No. This tomorrow was a promise to myself.

Images of Logan filled my mind as I sobbed, wondering how I could ever go on without him. END OF VOLUME 1: IF TOMORROW COMES, PART 1

Tomorrow the book. Tomorrow the world. Tonight this. Just this. Enough.