Movie 27 Days Novels & Stories

Then Helen and Richard left, saying that they would come to see me tomorrow. Jeffrey stood outside the door, hesitant to leave. "Audrey, we can never be together again, right?" Hearing this, Kash wanted to go up and hit him, but I stopped Kash. "Yes. "I’ve been unhappy for the past seven years. Jeffrey, how many seven years are there in one’s life?"

I woke to silence and cold sheets beside me. Dominic was gone. The indent from his body had already cooled, which meant he'd been up for a while. I lay there for a moment, listening to the city hum outside the windows—so far below we might as well have been in another world. The clock on the nightstand read 7:47 AM. I had no idea what time he'd left. I pulled myself out of bed and padded barefoot across the room. The penthouse felt different in daylight—less like a trap, more like a museum. Everything in its place. Nothing out of place. Nothing real.

May 9 of 2030 came in and Andrew, as he had always been for the last five years, woke up with a hangover. But that day, he woke up with the ID card in his hands kept safe in his chest. That was the only remnant that was left with him after the accident.

~BELLUS POV~ The feeling of being alone and unwanted. Why am I living? What I am living for? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's been 2 days since I got discharged at the hospital and I am doing great, although the bickering and teasing with Pawell and Keith seems fun, it was kind of boring these days, plus the weather was still cold. It was almost my birthday and I can guess that it would turn out to be an ordinary day, maybe my parents would just send me some gifts like before.

"Do whatever they tell you, but don't make it easy on them. Never stop fighting, or they'll get rid of you." The tent flap pulls back and a man walks in. He can't be more than twenty, but he looks older and more deadly with a shotgun in his hands. He's dressed in army fatigues, black combat boots, and he has a black cap on. "How are we feeling today ladies?" Tobe, Melissa, and the other blonde don't answer, and they don't look up. They just hang their heads in total silence. He looks at them with obvious disgust, and then turns his attention to Naomi. "How are we doing today firecracker?"

But just like with the changes about the messages, we changed another one again. So, when dinner time came, we had to stop for a moment to prepare for dinner. Good thing that the movie we watched just finished, so we are not badly interrupted at all. After we ate dinner, we then came back on the living room. We laid ourselves on the fort comfortably. "What's that movie anyway?" I asked and looked down on you as you laid your head at the top of my shoulder even though we actually have pillows to lay on. "Scary Holiday. Our favorite." You giggled which caused me to gasp as I diverted my eyes back on the television. It is indeed our favorite. I love that movie!

I love. He’s startled and gets back on his knees but doesn’t seem to even care if i pull the trigger or not at this point. “Do not touch me,” I spit out. “Millie…” Julian says. I point the gun to Julian now and Steph’s eyes grow wide with worry, “Shut the fuck up Julian, you are just as much in the wrong as he is, you knew about this.” I say with fury. I lower my arms and take the clip out of the gun. I toss the gun and magazine, safely to the side. “Millie, baby, please don’t do this, please I’m begging you don’t go. I really do love you, I love you so fucking much.” X begs. I don’t pay him any mind. “I’m done here,” I say and turn my back. He once again holds onto my hand

I took a sip of my drink and murmured, “I’m not upset, Kendra.” Kendra went quiet for a bit. “Really?” “Really.” I looked out the window. My parents lived in an old neighborhood. The senior residents walked their dogs while children ran past with backpacks. A breeze drifted through, carrying a faint scent of flowers. I responded, “I finally got closure after dating him for seven years. “I used to wonder whether he understood love. “Maybe he was just emotionally detached. “It could be work draining him. “At least I got the answer now.

"Seven days from now. Cremation. Just find a quiet, remote plot. Is this enough?" The receptionist stared at me in shock. After a long silence, she took the card. "Of course." Once it was done, the last string holding me together finally snapped. Endless darkness swallowed me whole, and my body crumpled to the floor. In my haze, I thought I felt a pair of strong arms scoop me up.

She went looking for a story. She found a curse. Kelsey Jones is a desperate reporter chasing an anonymous tip about a dead crypt in the Carpathian Mountains, and the moment she touches the ancient dagger inside it, she triggers something that hasn’t moved in a hundred years. Now she’s trapped in a gothic castle with the most dangerous creature in the hidden world, a Lycan King so cursed he kills to survive and shifts into a monster by night. He looks at her like he’s seen her before. Like he’s been waiting. Like she belongs to him. She has seven days before the curse becomes permanent. She has a glowing dagger that can end him. And she is slowly, terrifyingly, forgetting every reason she ha