In Your Wake Bl Novels & Stories

POV: DARIUS (COMA) I wake. Or I think I do. There is no wake. There is no sleep. There is just me, and nothing else, and it feels like falling into a space that doesn’t exist and yet I am inside it and it is inside me.

cold, unreadable behind the mask. “When you wake up, remember….. you chose this.” his voice was muffled and echoing almost gentle. Then everything went black.

Predictable people are easy to follow. I put down the phone and lay back on the bed. The ceiling has a water stain shaped like a lung. I stared at it until my vision became blurry. “Alice, who should I trust?” The room doesn't answer. But somewhere in the distance, a siren wails. And I closed my eyes, falling asleep. ————— The sounds of the busy streets woke me up. Not the gentle kind of waking, the kind with birds and soft light and the luxury of slow breathing. This was the Westbrook kind. Sirens in the distance. A truck backfiring.

Wooosh, the clock restarts and everything in my wake is thrown wide like the after implosion of a nuclear bomb. Sierra, Radar, the bullet and Juan are all catapulted away from me with force. Flying into a chaotic crash landing of limp bodies against the far wall behind the bed, taking a pillar and the canopy with it, in a crashing chorus of thuds and growls. It’s a monumental fallout from something that I didn’t mean to deliver so viciously.

Hamein tum se Pyar kitna ye hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahin sakte tumhaare bina Suna gham judaai ka uthaate hain log Jaane Zindagi kaise bitaate hain log Din bhi yahaan to lage baras ke samaan Hume intezaar kitna yeh hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahi sakte tumhaare bina Tumhein koi aur dekhe to jaltaa hai dil badi mushkilon se phir sambhalta hai dil kya kya jatan karte hain tumhein kya pataa Ye dil beqaraar kitna ye hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahi sakte tumhaare bina I just could not stop the colour that crept into my cheeks.

To top it all off, Amber had chosen the best timing to show up and further air Hoor's misunderstandings regarding me. Everything was going just perfect! I was still asleep when an emergency call from the Station woke me up. It took me a while to return and by the time I finally did, it was past midnight. I was about to enter the house when my feet halted in their steps to find the main door open. Immediately terror gripped my existence and the worst possibilities began to course through my head. In vain attempts to curb my distress and grab a hold of my wits, I mentally tried to reassure myself of her safety.

Mr. Brown followed her from behind and stood by her door, silently listening to her talking to herself while sniffing from time to time due to the cold. He stayed there and only make a sound when he could no longer hear any noise coming from inside...he opens the door and walk in, quietly taking a seat by the side of the bed, he stares at his little princess sleeping all peacefully and beautifully. A sad smile forms on his lips as he lowers his head and peeks at her on her forehead causing Amalia to moan in her sleep. He went back to his room and lay on the bed as Lizzy slept peacefully beside him. Sleep was a mile away from him as he motionlessly stared at the ceiling without blinking with

10:21 AM ~ Tuesday Dahlia pov Alec and I wake up to extremely loud music playing in the kitchen, ironically I immediately know what the song is, Black Veil Brides, 'Wake up' and when we head down stairs to see which gang member is the problem, I find that its in fact AJ, "You like black veil brides? What drugs are you on?" he rolls his eyes and then scoffs, and that's when the conversation shifts to a completely different tone, "yeah? You think you know all about me, well there is some shit you have no idea of."

My CEO husband, Martin Gentry, finds out I volunteered to donate some of my brainstem tissue to wake Evelyn Stout, the woman he's never gotten over. He finally leaves the monastery where he's spent the past seven years praying for her. For the first time, he comes to see me at the office and asks what I want in return. Everyone assumes I'll use the opportunity to ask him for a baby and secure my place as his wife. Instead, I hand him divorce papers. Everyone thinks I'm just playing hard to get. Martin's expression turns cold. He removes me from every position I hold at the company. Then he promotes Evelyn, gives her a raise, and tells me to think long and hard about what I've done. What

The phone comes alive again and the sound of stones pelting against each other reached my ears. I opened my eyes and gawked at the screen showcasing another barn: Alina came in the view, bruised and teary-eyed; hands tied behind, while she snuggled in a corner with that tiny hope lurking in her eyes for the kidnapper to leave her alone. Opposite her, the stone holder and cutting machine hurled the edgy balls outside. They were far enough from Alina but soon the distance would be covered if she wasn't rescued on time.