Knew Better Part 2 Novels & Stories

She lingered, waiting for a response, any sign from me, however I was long dead, “Kai, it’s better for us to---” “Speak for your own damn self,” I uttered through clenched teeth, my voice heavy and resonant. My heart raced unbearably fast, a tear escaping my eye as I lifted my gaze to meet hers, “how do you know parting is better for us? For me?” My voice orotund, my desperation showing as I searched her eyes, “do you think I’d survive without you?” Beckoning the strength to rise, I felt powerless, every fear I harbored materializing before me. She stood there, apparently devoid of emotion, her face a canvas of blankness that seemed to envelop me in darkness.

You think you're entitled to everything because of your oh-so-great bloodline? "However, there's one thing you'll never get your hands on." Iris looked lost. "And what's that?" I stood tall, my voice ringing out. "A do-over. There's no magic pill for regret in this world." I raised my voice just a notch. "Pretty soon, Damon and I will tie the knot, and you're totally invited to the bonding ceremony." Iris looked like he had more to say, but I did not want to hear it. I wriggled free and slammed the door shut.

I was truly me again. THE END

“I didn’t say that. I said I tolerate it.” She dramatically placed a hand on her chest. “You wound me, Mr. Davenport.” I laughed louder this time, tapping the wheel in rhythm. “You know what? Let me save you.” I clicked the skip button. The next song started—something slower, softer. “Best Part” by Daniel Caesar and H.E.R. Lena melted instantly. “Ohh. Okay. You win.” “Fewer lyrics to butcher,” I teased. She turned to me, faux-offended. “Rude. But true.”

A message from an unknown number lit up the screen: "I saw everything. Don’t think this will stay hidden."

(►̃ ෴◄̃) Stay tuned with an exert from part two's "The Forgotten Mate" :)

Kevin thought To be continued

You've been acting like a couch potato ever since that dude---'' ''--Jason'' ''--Still calling him a dude. Matter fact, asshole sounds better.'' ''Bre.'' ''What?!'' She shrieked. ''I'm serious if he cared he would've done something about it, possibly own up to his shit and explained what happened.'' ''Well, he doesn't care so... yeah. Can we watch something else?'' We both looked back at the tv as it displays Big Mouth on Netflix. Talking pubes, talking pillow, teenage kids and their hormones, it's quite hilarious but very disturbing at the same time.

He barely looked up. “Tiara’s chaos,” At the end of the table, their younger brother Kai was slouched in a hoodie and joggers, eating ice cream straight from the container. His shoulder-length hair hung just over his eyes. He barely looked up. “But Tara... is like a software update that finally gets the whole system running again without crashing. Clean. Stable. Doesn’t explode.” Audre let out a soft laugh. “Wow. That might be the highest compliment you ever given.” But I didn’t laugh. I set my spoon down.

I wanted to push him away, but my head was fuzzy and my body felt weak and limp. There was definitely some substance in the milk! This realization filled me with despair, and I had no way of stopping his assault. Bryson was unaware that I was already awake. His actions grew bolder—his head, which had been hovering above my chest, gradually moved downward. A tingling sensation spread through my body. I was terrified by the primal way my body was reacting despite the dire straits I was in. So, I bit down on my tongue with all my strength. The sharp pain and taste of blood jolted some semblance of clarity back into me.