Josh Wheeler Daybreak Novels & Stories

Then he heard a car horn, but he knew who was behind the wheel before he even looked. "DEMITRI! LOOK, I'M HERE ON TIME!!" Demitri's only other friend Kyle exclaimed from his truck. Kyle got out of the parked Truck and chugged the rest of his breakfast energy drink. "You could be on time every day." Demitri said, rolling his eyes. Kyle laughed and threw an arm around Demitri's shoulders. "What's the fun in that?" He asked and pulled another energy drink out of his hoodie pocket. "How many of those have you had today?" Demitri inquired.

December 8, 2050 - CREF, Wolfe Creek Crater, Western Australia Dr. Jhero is now keeping an eye on me and is watching my moves. I don't know how to feel about that. And after knowing that he's now keeping an eye on me just because of our heated conversation on our first day here, his presence that gives me the feeling that something is off only intensifies, not just that, I now feel that something is up with him.

I wake up with a start, perspiring and panting. I look at the cell phone. It's still three in the morning. I fell asleep reading the book, I almost lost track of which page I had stopped. I scroll the phone screen, several notifications, including Stephen, Max, my dad and Ethan. I run a hand over my face and feel around the headboard for my glasses so I can read the messages. A bunch of dramatists.

Morning broke. Judgment day.

But the people I love are breathing tonight, and that’s enough to keep writing in blood until my hands fall off. Spring break starts in 2 months The Hollow Choir is coming. And the storm is just getting started. Spring Break, March 18th-22, 2027 Friday, March 20 – 11:47 p.m. The valley goes dead silent. Not quiet. Dead. No crickets. No hot-spring hiss. No wind in the cedars. My phone buzzes with the emergency tone we set up after Romania. Group chat: Seras: they’re here

(what a day for josh 😶‍🌫️😮‍💨) (what are we to expect next?😢)

"You'd better get lost if you're going to play possum! You're just dragging us down with you!" Joseph Jensen, my boyfriend and drill instructor for the outdoor orientation boot camp, bellowed. I jerked my eyes open only to see Wanda Lawson, the tycoon's daughter, lying on the ground, her face pale as her body curled and went into spasms. I looked at the scene from my past life and instantly realized that I had been reborn. "It's funny how she's usually fine until it's time for the outdoor orientation boot camp. If you're going to slack off, at least be subtle about it!