Never Truly Over Novels & Stories

I think the Goddess this time made a very serious mistake. -“ Maybe she put a spell on him…” my wolf intervened into my head. -“Yeah sure that’s the reason…..” I said sarcastically. Anyway, I can't keep crying over spilled milk or getting my hopes up for Maximus. I have to move on with my life by setting new goals in both my personal and professional life. Tomorrow is another day as Scarlett O'Hara said in the book "Gone with the Wind”.

‎ ‎Lines they didn’t cross. ‎But almost did. ‎And soon, she realized, almost would no longer be enough. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

⸻ Elara held his gaze. ⸻ “And you?” she asked quietly. ⸻ A small pause. ⸻ “Did you underestimate me too?” ⸻ Aaron exhaled slowly. ⸻ Then— honestly— “Yes.” ⸻ A beat. ⸻ “But I won’t again.” ⸻ And somehow— that honesty meant more— than perfection ever could.

"What do you mean 'on purpose'? If we hadn't raised you so well, would you even have the chance to compete in something like that? It was just Sandy playing around and accidentally breaking it, and now you're going to pressure Michelle like this?" "Valerie, we really wasted all these years raising you. Even a dog would've developed some loyalty by now." Michelle did not even need to lift a finger. There were always people eager to fight her battles for her. Talking to them was a waste of energy. No matter what I said, they would always circle back to the same conclusion. I owed Michelle. I used to wonder if that was true. After all, I had lived a life that was never meant to be mine.

But only for a moment. Because deep down… I knew this wasn’t over. Not even close.

Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters appearing in this work are a work of fiction and only a product of my imagination. Enjoy reading! ------ Did you ever wonder when will be your last day living in this world? What will be the last word you will say to your loved ones, who will be the last person that you will see at your last moment. It's either a doctor or a person who will bring an end to you?

Not broken. Not unresolved. Just… finished.

This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.s

Then finally says it. Not as strategy. Not as warning. Just truth. “We can’t recover that.”

Not until I figure out who she really is. Because one thing is certain now….very, very certain. This? This is not over.