In Five Years Ebook Novels & Stories

A mind that Damien Sinclair never managed to own. I looked at that for a long time. And then something climbed up my chest and out of my throat that was almost a laugh, not funny, not bitter, just real, the kind that escapes when something is so completely true that your body doesn’t know what else to do with it. Five years. Five years in that house and that was the one thing he had never touched. He had not even thought it worth trying.

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Five years. I want you to understand what five years of I will never need anyone again looks like, because it doesn't look like sadness. It looks like a small clean apartment in the human district of Argent City. It looks like a job in hospital records where my talent for noticing everything finally got me a paycheck instead of a beating. It looks like a best friend named Maeve who thinks I'm a single mom with a deadbeat ex and loves me anyway. It looks like being fine. And it looks like Luca.

This dream felt different, more real, yet something was amiss. Even in my most vivid dreams, Anton's smile hadn't been this radiant and innocent. It was an image that had long faded in my memories. "What's the date today?" I asked. Anton cocked his head. "Friday. Have you been studying so hard that you've lost track of time?" "No, I mean, what's the actual date?" I said. He chuckled, "March 25, 2011. You even reminded me this morning that tomorrow's your birthday. Don't tell me you've forgotten already?"

Joana found a large blue book one day titled ‘the council of five.’ She didn’t know if it was the right one, but she hoped it would be as she felt her eyes were going to fall out any moment over the countless number of texts she had to read for the past few months before she was able to find this one.

Just with a quiet acceptance that some stories end badly. I turned back to the kitchen to start the coffee. Gideon found me there an hour later, hair messy, eyes soft. "You're up early." "Couldn't sleep." "Bad dreams?" "No." I poured him a cup. "Good thoughts." He raised an eyebrow. "That's new." I laughed. "I've spent ten years afraid of the future. Afraid of trusting the wrong person." "And now?" I looked at him—at the quiet strength in his face, at the patience he had shown me year after year.

A massive emerald, ringed by a halo of diamonds, sparkled in the candlelight. I shivered when his fingertips grazed my neck. “Perfect,” he whispered in my ear. “Like it was made for you.” I raised my champagne glass, trying to hide my racing heart. Orion sat across from me, his gray eyes burning into mine, threatening to melt me. It had been five years since I was reborn. Five years I’d spent by his side. I was his secret. His only woman. I knew he didn’t do marriage. But the way he looked at me, the way he made love to me… it made me hope. It made me dream that he would ask me to be his wife.

Everything I learned today had crushed me to the point where I could barely breathe. Over the past five years, I had regarded someone else's child as my own. I was about to leave the office with the results when I ran into Xena, who was there to get medicine for Lucas. She let out a cold sneer when she saw me. “You know you were wrong now, so you’re here to apologize, right? Come with me first.” I said nothing at first but then quietly spoke up. “No, I came to confirm something and to let you know that I’m filing for a divorce.”

After 5 Years... Everything was going fine with the Soledad, Estacio, and Mendoza family. The fleeting instances were over and they all started a remarkable memorable and adventurous life. A lot of things happened in five years. In the span of five years, their lives had been woven together by a tapestry of both joyous and sorrowful events, each leaving an indelible mark on the fabric of their shared journey. From the elation of celebrating career milestones and personal achievements to the heartache of bidding farewell to loved ones and weathering unforeseen challenges, they had learned to dance amidst the unpredictable rhythm of life.

"Well, I think I should repay your kindness now. Shall we have your condition examined?" Five shook his head. "I'm not sick… or perhaps I should say, I'd rather it wasn't you who treated me. In life, the worst regret is troubling your juniors. If I stay alive, I'd hamper the progress of you kiddos or be made light of if I'm surpassed." Frank was left bemused. "Then why did you bring me here? Just to give you this?" Five laughed. "To play doctor of course—and not for me, but for this world!"