Into The Moment Book Novels & Stories

Timing matters. The door opens and Clara steps out, already turning to pull it closed behind her, her attention elsewhere. I took a single step forward at precisely that moment, not abrupt, not hesitant. Just enough to occupy the space she was big enough to move into. “Clara exhales, steadies herself, nods. The moment resets, but it does not vanish. I know this, too. I have created a pause in her day, a small disruption that demands attention without force. That is how I always do it. I don't seize moments. I let them come to me, then step into them at precisely the right second.

"The person who is still waiting and the person who already knows." He looked at the table. He looked at me. He said: "That's us." I looked at him. "What?" I said. "The moment before and the moment after," he said. "At the same time." He paused. "We were the anticipation." He paused. "The library on the rainy night." He paused. "And now we're the resonance." He paused. "What's still present." He paused. "After all this time." He paused. "Both."

And in that moment… I moved.

Finally I spoke, "Where exactly are we mom? I thought the book was to tell me everything." "Well dear, the book actually brought you here so I could speak with you. Sure it tells you everything but I needed to tell you all of this in person, well as in person as we could get. In a sense you're in your self conscious. A piece of your mind that you find peace in." "I was awake though when I opened the book. Shouldn't I have been asleep?" "On that part the page summoned you here. In a way you're asleep but I have faith that Slate is waiting beside you for your return."

“Inside. If you want.” He entered slowly, as if respecting the boundary mattered more than the invitation. And in that small, quiet entry, the war changed shape. Not over. Not finished. But no longer defining the air we breathed. Because tonight, for the first time in weeks, the only thing that mattered was a door I could open—and the people I chose to let in. —End Chapter 30

Michael was waiting for the right timing and his excited to see Simon and be close to him. On the way to the restaurant they passed by a family of five, the 3 kids are playing tag even if the mother is asking them to stop. The kids don't seem to listen, one of the kids run in front of them as the other two follows, instantaneously, one of the kids trip and bump into Jewel. For the kids to break his fall he accidentally pushes Jewel. She landed on her bottom. She instantly feels the pain in her hip that travels down her lower abdomen.

That's when I heard a flash and a sound. *Click* This is going to be the best moment in my life. It is. There's no doubt in that. .you loved in this book?

During the lunch break, as Krystal and her friends were having lunch Suzy and Mina asked her, "We are gonna pair together, right??" To this she replied, "Sorry guys, but you have search one more person...because I-I-I was invited by Alex so suddenly and I felt bad for rejecting him since he asked me so suddenly." Then her friends replied saying that it was okay....After the lunch break, they entered their class and as soon as Krystal sat, Alex tapped her back and asked, "When are we gonna write our essays??" To this she replied, "You decide the time" As they were talking to each other, Richard suddenly interrupted their conversation by saying, "Why the two of you are only deciding without me

I looked at my watch and I gave a sigh of relief when I saw that I still have 30 minutes before the first period. I sat on a bench just outside the building of my classroom and I started reading a book. It was a novel that I wasn’t able to finish last night. I was spending my time peacefully when someone suddenly tapped me on my head, I looked up and it was Aziel. He smiled at me with that usual killer smile of his he looks so handsome with his fuzzy sweater and his pants his vans shoes and his hair parted at the side, I smiled back at him. He then sat beside me “Hey, good morning”

I knew I had fucked up but I wasn't in the the mood for their crap this morning. "You heard me mom. Take yourself and dad and get the hell out of my room. I'm not leaving this bed until tomorrow and then I'm heading straight to the airport. I'm done being here. I refuse to go to the Full Moon Bonfire and I refuse finding my mate until I'm good and ready. I'm 18 now you have no choice but to leave my fucking room and get the hell out of here!!!!" I knew as soon as I said that I was going to regret it but I didn't give a flying fuck.