Movie 27 Days Novels & Stories

They never did. ————- Author’s Note Hey loves! 🖤 Welcome to Twenty Seven Days— I’m so excited you’re here for this one because this story has been living in my head for a long time and I think you’re going to feel every single word. A few things before we dive in: This book is a slow burn. Like, a real one. I know, I know — but I promise every chapter is building something and when it pays off, it’s going to HIT. Scarlett and Xavier are both incredibly guarded people and watching them crack each other open is the whole story.

Until the loose stones at my feet rattled in the wind. So that's what it was. Seven whole years. I was just a ridiculous bargaining chip, a pawn in their private games. They used me to see who would win, used a living, breathing person to prove who was better. I suddenly wanted to laugh. What was laughable was that I had been so serious, for seven whole years. "But he really was going to propose to you at sunset on the cliff today." "The flowers, the ring, the whole setup… he supervised all of it himself. He kept it a secret from you for almost two months."

"What? Didn't Mr. Baldwin get married to Krista?" "Keep your voice down. Krista is still here!" "Krista, we were just joking. Don't overthink it." The rows of mango smoothies and chocolate cakes told the whole story. He'd ordered office treats; worried Leticia's crash diet was wrecking her health. I wanted to taste the "witness" of their love. Unfortunately, I was allergic to mangoes and didn't like eating chocolate products.

“That partner was a tough negotiation.” I turned to him and offered a perfect smile. “It’s fine. Business is business.” He reached for my hand. “You’re the best mate in the world.” Just then, my phone buzzed. “The identity glamour and trail-covering spells are ready. Departure in five days.” I quickly locked the screen, but Clarence caught a glimpse of the message. “Departure?” he asked, looking at me with a frown. “Molly, are you going somewhere?”

There was a freshly baked cake on the table, but I never got the chance to eat them. As I closed my eyes for the last time, my mind was still replaying past events. After my death, my soul drifted in the sky. I heard that after one dies, they could become a spirit for three days to accompany their loved ones. I returned to my wife’s side, watching her start a new life. I remembered the last man I saw next to her. I vaguely remembered that his name was Ronan. During those three days as a soul, I kept my distance from her.

The contents of the pen drive Brody showed me and the notebook made up the full truth of what I had gone through over the past two years. [Brody said that this is the 80th week since I got transient global amnesia, and this is the hell he’s made for me. [Someone, please save me…] Every page contained a desperate cry for help, but no one could answer it. Even if I did not have my passport, I could still leave this place first. So, I approached the door with only the clothes on my back. But when I grabbed the door knob, I could not open it, even though I had just opened the door yesterday when a package arrived.

Bisola asked again. “Like I said, I am only trying to keep you alive.” Dapo replied in a bashed tone, his stance and expression showed that he care less about everything in this world not even Bisola herself. Bisola jaw dropped down in total shock, he looked at the cinema House first and then back at Dapo, she point out. “You are keeping me alive by going to a Cinema House.” Bisola said still pointing. “I mean that, today is a work free day, we both have been working all through the week, so my thought is to make the weekend lively for one another.“ Dapo said in a defense tone.

He replied and she sighed, she is somehow mad at him and she wondered why she is still seated next to him and watching a movie. The movie started and Audrey was surprised the first scene was a sex scene. “Hmm, is this what we are watching?” She asked trying to keep calm. “Yes, do you have a problem with it?” He asked with a stern look and Audrey knew she couldn't argue with him at this point. He had that angry look again. “No, it's okay.” She replied and turned to the television, they kept watching the movie and Audrey started to feel hot, the room was chilly due to the air conditioning but she was still feeling hot.

Tyson smirked. “31 Days.” Chance affirmed. “Which Day was today”? He asked. “Ninth.” Dr. Tyson added. “Twenty two days to go, man I am gonna savor these.” with a devilish smirk, Chance declared.

… 21 days later, my phone suddenly began vibrating wildly. I tapped on it and saw a barrage of intimate photos of Jocelyn and Dylan. They included the entire ceremony, their honeymoon, and everyday photos of them. There was also a disgusting message attached. "Thank you for giving us your blessing, Mel. Dylan rushed over to your place the moment he got off the plane, and I didn't have time to develop these photos for him. I'll have to trouble you to do it on my behalf." I was flummoxed. Was she crazy? Was I just part of some kind of weird game they were playing?