In Between Lies Novels & Stories

Someone who might have understood me in ways nobody else could. I wiped my cheeks and turned toward the table. There was a small wooden box on it. I lifted the lid. Inside were several photographs, a folded piece of cloth, and a small notebook. I picked up the notebook. The first few pages contained names and dates. Some were difficult to read, but one name appeared repeatedly. Daniel. Beside it were several entries that seemed to document visits to different locations. I turned another page. Then I stopped. A sentence had been written across the middle of the page.

Someone has to track it and kill it before tomorrow night. I lay back in my bed and close my eyes waiting for my consciousness to leave this realm. I stay on my bed with my eyes closed waiting and waiting but nothing happens and then realization hits me. I can't make the jump. ********************************************************

The author respects anyone, and if you are under the age of 18 and still proceeds on reading the story the author has no means of any, not one of taking responsibility if you are to encounter content with high risk. Thus, read at your own risk. In Between, a new novel of fataldestiny will now start.

Clark gave a nod and started the car engine. They got to the place. It was a bungalow. A well furnished bungalow where members of the confraternity residing in LA usually meet up, away from the burning eyes of others. It was hidden just like Skylar's house, just that it was located in the city, while Skylar's was located on the outskirts of the city. They both got inside and we're faced with the two men that seemed to be in a heated argument and Skylar's presence brought calm in the midst of the argument.

“See? Basic stuff.” Blaine and Adelina were strolling through the garden and around the house that Wednesday afternoon. He had asked her to narrate what it was like when she was unconscious. Some of the patients he had treated explained sob and quite horrifying stories of their woeful experiences in the 'dark room'. While only a handful had peaceful moments. Adelina seemed to have experienced a little bit of both. "Is it odd that I want to go back to that place? I mean, sometimes I just miss that peace and quiet."

Ashley teased, pointing at Garnet. Garnet simply smiled, while John cleared his throat awkwardly. "Okay… maybe this year," he said hesitantly. Garnet turned to look at him, eyes wide with surprise. He had no choice. He had to lie. "That’s settled then! I’ll call Esmeralda later—I have good news for her!" Diana said excitedly. Then, the unexpected happened. "I don’t want to get pregnant." The room fell into silence. All three of them turned to look at Garnet.

Nagkibit siya ng balikat ang nag-iwas ng tingin. I pursed my lips before I spoke. "How I wish, it didn't came this far." "This is better, Elie than to leave in lies. We all played with lies and finally, the time has come." He muttered and looked at me seriously. "It's so hard to live in lies, everyday Elie and I couldn't even tell it to you." He added and his tears fell.

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

I sighed heavily and massaged my temples. "All l know is… he shook my world and turned it upside down and I don't know if I'll ever be able to forgive him for that." ********** Emily's PoV I entered my apartment, and the familiar scent of coffee and lavender flooded my nostrils, I slammed the door behind me. Frustrated, I dropped my handbag onto the worn floorboards of my apartment and slouched on the couch. Emma was lounging on the couch, her eyes fixed on the book in her hand, an alien behavior I didn't have time to be shocked by.

She placed a small notebook at the base of the headstone. Inside were pages of her,her pain, her joy, their memories. A legacy. A goodbye. A start. As she walked away, the wind picked up again. And somewhere, in the silence between her footsteps, she swore she heard him say her name. Soft. Warm. Home. End of chapter 10 End of when love lies.