Ily Day Novels & Stories

Days before the festival, I found myself deep within the city of Ilyria, with Adley and Ally by my side. I planned to spend the entire day with them, beginning with a small breakfast bistro situated beside a small lake and park. Couples took photographs beneath the azalea arches and in between the animal topiaries. I made it startingly clear to Dain that my previous threat extended too today as well. Any stalker behavior would have to be done in person, and not by body jumping through his citizens.

"Ma'am, I am willing to forget I saw you this morning if you put a smile on that face of yours and cheer up. I am sure it's not as bad as you think. After all, you met me." "Actually, it's just another day in a sequence of bad days that I have been having. Seems my luck has been having a bit of a slump lately, but your kindness has shown me that not all men our complete assholes." She says while her lips hint at a smile. Glancing out the front window, she notices that it's about to rain. "Just my luck! It looks as if it is just about to downpour." She shuts her mouth before he decides to change his mind.

“ Morning ! “ said Ayla . “ Morning ! Today is your break day . We should have fun today . “ said Amra and grabbed her from the bed then took her downstairs in her pyjamas . “ Amra we should change back into normal clothes as we are still in our pyjamas . “ said Ayla . “ Who cares ? We have a girl’s day only ahead of us . We can do everything we want and I will show you a nice surprise at the end . “ said Amra winking at Ayla . Ayla looked at her a bit confused but she liked the idea of an only girl’s day today . “ Pfft ! What craziness is going through your head so early in the morning ? “ asked Aron coming down in his normal clothes . “ We will have a girl’s only day . “ said Aron . “ Mmm…

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ADA You know, today is a good day. A truly good one, I must say. As I slowly opened my eyes, the vibrant rays of the morning sun seeped through the narrow gaps in my curtains, cascading onto my face like a tender embrace. The warmth filled me with an indescribable sense of joy and contentment. Standing in front of the mirror, toothbrush in hand, I couldn't help but laugh at the wide, whimsical grin that reflected back at me.

Some days, she walks to school if the weather seems to be good and pleasant. The security guard of the school is the first person Ida meets at her school daily. She gives him a morning greet and walks by. Her day doesn't move without her only and bezzie at school, Sarah Kent, a poppy, friendly girl. A girl who can be described as a wee less than perfect best friend material. "Morning, Iddy," Sarah said, tousling her curly, blonde hair. "Gidday, Sarry," Ida made a grin. "Came so early today," Ida mocked Sarah.

(Morrigan’s P.O.V) Two days later “Wakey wakey eggs and bac-ey!” Ilayda yells at me. “Go away, you accursed creature! Back to the depths of hell, you go demon!” I yell back. “Why are you so dramatic?” Adelina comments. “I just want to sleep!” I whine, shoving my face further into my pillow. “It’s your party day woman so get your ass up; we need to start getting ready,” Winnie says.

Adia-blasting-playlist-to-cover-the-chaos loud. Adia stood in the kitchen barefoot, hair in a claw clip, drinking coffee that was already going cold. Black. No sugar. Some things didn’t change. Through the window she could see the yard. String lights still up from last night. A crooked banner between two trees: HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY LILA. The dog, Biko, was asleep in a patch of sun, belly up, completely unbothered by the fact that today was a big day.

"Just what the f*** are you saying right now? Why did you say that?" " Because she just got the door open?" I reply and he raises an eyebrow. " Look." I point to the computer screen and he turns to see the disturbing image of Lily standing right in front of her mom with big smiles as they both embrace each other happily at the doorstep with a little reticence to unfasten from each other. Oh f***. This day shouldn't be called a day of the week. This day should be called a catastrophe. Yes. This day is the true definition of cataclysm and we all know it.