In 27 Days Novels & Stories

“Admit it, Aaru. You’re starting to fall for me.” Her fingers froze over her phone’s screen. She typed one word: ‘No.’ Avyaan smirked. “Liar.” --- The air between them shifted again, from playful to charged with an unspoken tension. He leaned back on his elbows, his gaze never leaving hers. “Seven days,” he repeated, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Use them well, Aaru. Because after that, I won’t take no for an answer.” She stared at him, unsure of what to say. But the warmth in his voice, the sincerity hidden beneath his teasing, left her heart pounding. She turned away, typing quickly:

"Naomi too." "One woman once went thirteen days without water, though the average is about three. You're tough. I think you can handle another day or two before it gets really serious." I don't answer him. Conserving my energy is more important right now than making conversation with a monster like Frank. He's just playing games anyways. If he allowed it, he could have three or more Warriors just come in here, hold me down, and let them do whatever they wanted with me. But he won't do that. He's purposely waiting for me to give up, because he gets some sick pleasure from this.

Steph presses the button that reads two and the doors close. As soon as the doors close I immediately let out a deep breath. “Oh man Steph, how am I going to survive the next 37 days here? I don’t fit in here at all. I’ve only met a few people and they already seem to hate me” I say leaning against the elevator wall. “They’re probably sitting there right now laughing at me.”

Tyson smirked. “31 Days.” Chance affirmed. “Which Day was today”? He asked. “Ninth.” Dr. Tyson added. “Twenty two days to go, man I am gonna savor these.” with a devilish smirk, Chance declared.

I said. "Three to seven days," he said. The bond was warm. The function was warm. The ordinary extraordinary days. Almost there.

Chapter 62: The Scarlet Ravens ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 27 - 2027 ║ ║ Saturday║ Second Day of Olympia's Cup║ "Wait guys, are you sure our way is right? We've been trudging this shits for hours..."

He was a very strict man and God knows if he’ll take the task lightly with me. “Amanda Ezeh… You’ll be going to Mr Richard Okafor's mansion to get his finger print on an important project we’re working on and you have only 7days to do that . Go home and pack your bags… Your ride will be here in 10 minutes ” The cocky old man said and got back to what he was doing. i still couldn’t believe what I just heard. I’ll be spending 7Days in the almighty Richard Okafor at his mansion all alone!!

This time. Why can't she just see me being happy and smiling? I know you have doubts on her. But please don't hurt her because of me. Her vulnerable side kept appearing in front of my eyes. I wish I can be there. ~ Day 1. Day 2. Day 3. ... Day 9. Day 10. ... Day 25. Day 26. ... Now It's been a month already, counting days. Where is she? How is she? Is everything okay?

Yennifer Winterbourne thought her twenty-fifth birthday would be the beginning of her happily ever after. Instead, she catches her boyfriend of four years betraying her with her own sister. Heartbroken and humiliated, Yennifer decides she's done with love. Unfortunately, heartbreak doesn't pay the bills, and with only three months left of her journalism internship at Languard Media House, she is handed an assignment everyone expects her to fail: secure an exclusive interview with George Ashford, New York's beloved hockey captain and billionaire CEO. There's just one problem. George hates interviews. He hates journalists even more. And Yennifer doesn't even care about hockey.

The cell door clanged shut behind me, echoing like a death knell. I sank against the cold stone wall, Gideon's shocked face still burned into my mind. Guards had hauled me away, their grips bruising, but I didn't fight. Not yet. Twenty-seven days. That's what Devon had said. Twenty-seven days until i lose yhe chance to ever see him again. My throat ached from that realisation. I do not know why it did.