Meet Me By The Fountain Novels & Stories

he asked, his voice tinged with something almost like grief. I hesitated, a thousand memories clawing at me all at once. But then, as though the universe decided to push me forward, my phone buzzed sharply. A new text. “We’ve transferred the advance. Meet us at Greyhound Square, near the old fountain. You’ll see us with other bikers.” My stomach flipped. My fingers curled into a fist around the phone. “Yes,” I finally whispered, more to myself than to him. “I have to.” His eyes searched mine for another second, then he sighed, patting the bike gently as if saying goodbye. “She’s been good to you. She’ll be good to someone else too,” he said.

A fountain stood in the center, its water glistening in the afternoon sun. “This doesn’t seem like your scene,” I said, sitting on the edge of the fountain and dipping my fingers into the cool water. “And what’s my scene?” he asked, standing a few feet away with his hands in his pockets. “I don’t know,” I said, shrugging. “Something more… intense.” “Intense?” “You know what I mean,” I said, giving him a pointed look. “The kind of place where people whisper your name like it’s a warning.”

The reply from Asher came through an hour later: Wanna meet at Central Park? 4 pm by the fountain? My stomach did a full somersault. Central Park. The fountain. It sounded so date-like. The panic set in immediately. I couldn’t do this alone. My thumbs flew over my phone’s screen, typing out a frantic message to Jax. Asher wants to meet at the park at 4. By the fountain. Can you come? Please? The three dots appeared, then his reply popped up, brutally short. Busy.

I insisted, squeezing his hand and giving him an assuring smile. I sighed heavily as my eyes met with Enzo’s eyes. He strides over, closing the gap between us, and I take a step back. “6 pm. Meet me by the river banks” He orders before turning to leave/ “What?” I’m confused “Did you think you get off just because you are not training with the rest of the team?” He raised a brow as I shook my head. “Good.” He turns, walking out of the room as I furrow my eyebrows.

Proof that he had walked away. She counted the bills. Still there. Every one. She closed the envelope. Tucked it into her hoodie pocket. Then she sat at the kitchen table. Stared at the wall. The clock ticked past five. She opened her phone again. Typed a new message to the unknown number. I’m ready to meet. Name the place. Dots appeared almost instantly. Good girl. Tomorrow. 3 p.m. Central Park. Bethesda Fountain. Come alone. Bring the cash. I don’t have half a million.

"The day after tomorrow. I will be cooling off at the caravan park at eve, if that guy gets here before then, ask him to meet me at Caravan Park." "At Caravan Park?"

“Because if you don’t, I’ll kill him myself.” She laughs. Just a little. And I see her come back into her body. Steel again. But still human. Still her. “Where are you meeting him?” I ask. “Old café off 9th. Empty after six. No cameras.” “Of course.” “I want him to feel safe.” I shake my head. “You’re terrifying.” “I learned from the best.” THAT NIGHT – 7:48 P.M. Kaia – En Route to the Meeting She texts me one word before going in.

“No thanks Cici. Thank you for bringing the file, I need to look through it.” “Oh, okay,” she replied, the disappointment heavy in her tone. It took her some minutes to leave and the moment the door closed behind her, I snatched up the letter. There was a faint nice fragrance on it. —To the light of my world, I would love to finally see you in person, that is if you want to meet me. I would be waiting by the fountain close to the park by 4pm. Till we see my sun, have a beautiful day—

The King and Queen looked at us curiously and I hid my face from them. He let go of my hand but before walking away, he whispered, "Meet me by the fountain at night." Fountain?! What fountain is he even talking about? I have no idea where that is. "Hey, you!" I turned around and saw a man with a general uniform on and. my eyes widened. I immediately ran behind a house and luckily, Wilbur talked to him in order to distract him from following behind me. I breathed heavily before letting out a sigh of relief. Ever since I got into this world, I never had a break. This is exhausting.

The note I wrote was short yet significant enough to ignite the flame. "Meet me tonight at The DE LUNA RESTAURANT. 8 PM. don't be late."