In 27 Days Novels & Stories

They splashed through some water, climbed a small rise, and began descending again. "Davis, could be so kind to hand me that phone?" Rodriguez pointed to the car phone on the dash. Jimmy handed it back, and Rodriguez dialed a number. He waited for a very long time before someone answered. "Gianni? Did I wake you? Of course, I did. Silly question. I'm sorry. I have a small problem. I'm feeling a bit off. Scott and I need to pop up to the Isles for my treatments. Well, right away, actually. Sorry for the short notice. Can you have Guinevere ready in about twenty minutes? I know, do the best you can. See you shortly." He hung up. "Guinevere?" Jimmy said.

On the day after my twin brother, Jonathan Sander's death, I've married Natania Gilmore, my widowed sister-in-law. That day, Natania prints a thousand copies of Jonathan's death report and announces to the world that I'm the actual killer. Because of that, everyone despises me. Even my parents sever all ties with me on the spot. After our marriage, Natania keeps getting into romantic scandals. She's also brought countless men home with her. She makes me stand outside her room while listening to their debauchery every time. I'm also required to take photos of her and her boytoy with my camera once they are done with their lovemaking. I can only stomach everything quietly. My only plea is

Two Days Later We land on the outskirts of our pack, where my uncle Collin and uncle Jake are already waiting for us with two cars. We all come down from the plan and the flight attendants bring down our luggage, they load our bags into the two cars. King Garett walks over to the plane and tells the pilot to take a vacation and he should be back in three days.

“Can we make it fourteen?” “I don't have fourteen days, Emma. Seven is the best, and let's just hope I don't change my mind before then.” She replied. I touched my cheek, trying to feel my existence. I needed to confirm if I was still breathing, because it felt like I wasn't. I felt the air being sucked from me. “Seven days, Emma.” She said as he walked out, “I'm counting on you,” she turned to face me. “Don't fail me.”

Leonel watched her for a moment before continuing, “As compensation, I will give you a house and some securities. After the divorce, they will all belong to you.” Lyra remained silent. She was not interested in the house or securities Leonel was offering. Even if Leonel wanted a divorce just a week after they got married, Lyra would surely agree. Even so, the divorce would certainly cause an uproar and make Grandma Delilah sad. Later ... after everything was over, she would explain why there had to be an exchange like this. “After one year,” Lyra finally asked, “I’ll be free?” The simple question made Leonel frown. He stared at Lyra for a little longer. “Is that what you want?”

She replied. “Correction, I am not mated to anyone here.” I corrected even though I liked it when she called me Ian’s mate. “Technically, yes, you are mates. You are already developing a soft spot for him. I am very positive you will love him before the end of the one hundred and eighty days.” She said looking quite confident about her words. “And, you have to show that you love the Alpha very much. No one there must know you aren’t mated yet, especially not Tyler.” She instructed.

"Pack some stuffs. I want you to spend a week in here." Right, a week. A seven day vacation I wished would and could last longer. A week is quite a long vacation, actually, but spending it with you feels like a short period of time. Especially, if the plans I wanted to do with you will not fit for seven days. Or perhaps, I'm not really contented with the time you said. Perhaps, I want longer, like years. Perhaps, I just want you to stay beside me. Perhaps... I don't want you to leave after making a short vacation so euphoric. "Are you sure he's here?" Daniel asked as he lowered his head a little, to see outside the window beside me. I looked over my right side as well.

After a brief pause, he answered, "Four days. We leave in two." "Nice," Susan said, her voice warm with admiration. "That’s huge. Congratulations in advance." Jonathan clapped his hands together. "Double celebrations, then! Dominion High’s finest heroes deserve nothing less." Adrian smirked, shaking his head slightly. Four days. The countdown had begun.

Not 177 days. 24 hours until two hundred enhanced children were activated simultaneously. 24 hours until the world changed forever. 24 hours to save them all. Or lose everything.

'Just a few more days,' I told myself. Once the paperwork was done, I could leave. ... I had exchanged most of my jewelry and properties for cash, stashing it away. Rory hadn't spoken to me all day until he came to my room that evening. He informed me that my father had been transferred to an overseas branch and would be leaving in three days, with my mother accompanying him.