Morning Stories Novels & Stories

Still nothing. Her heart skipped a beat. That notebook had all of her stories. The ones she never showed anyone. Not even her mom. She got off the bed and searched under the pillows, between the sheets, and even behind the curtain—just in case she had left it on the window ledge earlier. But it was nowhere to be found. She grabbed her phone and opened her mom’s chat. There were a few new messages. Mom: Just checking in. Did you eat? Mom: Be nice to Mr. Grant and Leo, okay? I’ll be back on Sunday night. I love you.

I thought to myself and dropped the remote on the shelf, walked back to my bed to have a good visual of the TV screen. At precisely 10:00 AM, the anchors, voices boomed through the airwaves, signaling the start of the daily broadcast. With a seamless transition, they launched into the day's breaking news, rattling off a dizzying array of headlines in rapid succession. From the weather forecast, where a low-pressure system was threatening to bring heavy rain to the eastern seaboard, to the international business news, where NOVARTIS Company Ltd, owned by Billionaire George Watson, was merging with a new Company, VESPAR AND CO, sending a shockwaves through the global markets, the anchors cover

The day comes with a blinding brilliance. Off or the air conditioning and I get out of bed. It's December 28th.I have so many things to do today. The first thing I do is take my mobile and check calls and messages in the mail. Nothing, no calls. I hear the sound of a car parking and turning off. I look out the window; It is a car that I do not recognize. I shower and brush my teeth quickly. My hair only needs a bit of styling cream and I let it go down with freedom of expression. For at go vacation from work should serve.

The next morning, the sun had just begun to rise, casting a golden hue over the serene neighborhood where Adam and Nina lived. Birds chirped melodiously, heralding the start of a new day. Sarah, known for her adventurous spirit and love for the outdoors, decided to go for an early morning jog. Dressed in her athletic wear, she laced up her running shoes and headed out, eager to embrace the fresh morning air and clear her mind.

‘It’s not like I’ll remember it, even if he told me. I’m bad with names. I can only remember what I felt with our encounters, which was awkwardness with him. I tried to nap for a little before the mean prince will come back. They repair the palace early in the morning, then train in the afternoon. I still have a period of tranquility, and I will cherish that. ༻❁༺ The moment of tranquility was gone. Their voices from a distance jolt me awake. I stretched my neck and rolled my shoulders to relieve the soreness of letting my head hang for a long while. Their chatters are slowly getting louder, and I can also hear the sound of metal clanging. Their training has officially begun.

Now, we waited. After breakfast, I turned on the small wall-mounted television, keeping the volume low. The news channels were a circus. The story had exploded globally. It wasn’t just a diplomatic scandal anymore; it was a human drama with a Shakespearean twist: the proud admiral, the mysterious Enigma, the corrupt official, a fated love, a shocking resignation.

The volume was low, but the bold, flashing red banner across the bottom of the screen was impossible to miss as it read: BREAKING NEWS: Lucian Morningstar Breaks Silence on Attempted Murder Scandal — Press Conference at 8 AM] That was right about now. My breath hitched, hands tightened instantly around my sheet spread over my legs. Bruno reached for the remote and unmuted the TV. "He's going live" he uttered. My eyes went to Bruno before flickering towards the TV. At exactly 8:00 AM, the television screen flickered to life. The media room at the Morningstar Empire headquarters was packed to maximum capacity. Flashbulbs went off in a blinding, chaotic rhythm as Lucian walked out from behind t

Amid the buzzing city in the evening, a piece of jaw-breaking news which took the city in ripples and caused an uproar suddenly stormed from nowhere, with a damning narrative that was so sudden and shocking, taking a swift turn in the most condemning headlines that the media had been weaponizing for weeks. It began with the breaking news at 7:00 PM at the top billboard spot and the media house news channel, as the main anchor’s voice, calm, and collected, captured the attention of everyone.

The news broke just after dawn. Damon stood in the penthouse office of Thorne Global, staring out at the horizon as the city awoke, his phone buzzing relentlessly on the desk behind him. Below, chaos was already in motion. Stock tickers on every screen scrolled red. Headlines screamed betrayal. Reports flowed in by the minute, each more damaging than the last.

"Waters not right there " Gavin cleared his throat and the chatter stopped. "Are you really being a bunch of cowards!" Gavin bellowed. "You all are afraid of some stories. Evil mermaids'' His lip curled up when he said evil mermaids. Morgan caught it and a smile grew on her face watching him. "We've been through the dead man's passage, skull valley, and silence's way. Each one of them tall tails. Each one of them lined your pockets well. I have not once done anyone of you wrong." Gavin spoke to the crowd.