No Easy Day Novel Novels & Stories

But before things could go further, their desire was already leaving for his office, not bothering to even look at them. Man Hae, like every time, was already so done with their “eyestalk”, and headed back to her table, not forgetting to greet back every one passing by, with a warm “seeming” smile, coming straight from the brain rather than heart, cause why not, after all, she is not at a place to be cold or ignore any one of those which she has to work with, and why involve heart when they are not at all at someplace for her to do so. And with this all, the normal, just normal day of CLAD started, with everyone being drowned; some in the figure, and some in facts

ONE DAY IN A YEAR Nicholas POV Every time, we say we would do it tomorrow; Little did we know that tomorrow never comes. I was a boy with a loving mother and a carefree father. It has always been 'never say never. In the beginning when we were young and free and we had nothing disturbing our day. We just sleep, eat and do them all over again. But, now we aren't flying freely and when we fly over the sun we get burnt.

We had each other to conquer each new obstacle and not a worry in the world as we dozed off together. This was truly the best day ever! I couldn't wait for the next one, and I knew with this man beside me I would have many more to come. For six years, it had been one best day after another. Nothing would hold us back from enjoying what life had to give. This was the beginning of so many more amazing things to come. I knew it wouldn't be easy but with George and I side by side, anything was possible.

When I woke up, a text from Milton was waiting. [My mom is sick. Come to the house.] Milton was a moron, but his mom, Margaret Woodard, had always treated me like her own. Our parents were friends. Mine died young, and his parents took me in. Their care for me was real. But that text? It wasn't Milton's style. He never used punctuation. This had to be Cheryl, meddling with his phone and setting a trap, but I went anyway. At the Woodard Mansion, the door swung open, and a bucket of ice-cold water doused me from head to toe.

We stepped out of the burger joint, and the evening breeze brushed my face with a cool touch. I walked beside him. "You see it now, don't you? Someone like you wouldn't survive a single day in the real world without an assistant and a wallet." He didn't protest, only murmured a quiet "yeah". We walked on in silence. The streetlights stretched our shadows across the pavement, where they met briefly before parting. As we approached the entrance to my apartment complex, he suddenly stopped. "Nova." "Yeah?" "How did I do today?" he asked softly. "Did I pass?"

Enzo’s POV The sun set and the moon rose. Dawn fractured the navy sky, and the pale sun rose and set again. Every day that passed blurred into the next, the week becoming a swathe of endless grey as the storm continued to rage. Swirling mist and black midday skies accompanied my misery as I read books in the library with Davin and as I talked to members of my pack with Marla. The monotony of it all made the pain in my heart more obvious, a striking red set against a backdrop of nothingness. I missed Scarlett more with every agonising second that ticked by.

⸻ At lunch— Ava sat across from her. Looked at her. Then smiled. Too knowingly. She frowned. “What?” Ava laughed. Then quietly asked— “How’s your first day?” She blinked. “What?” Ava smiled. “Missing somebody.” Her eyes widened. Immediately— “I’m not—” Ava looked unconvinced. She sighed. “…okay maybe.” Ava smiled. Then quietly said— “It gets easier.” Pause. Then— “Then harder.” She stared. Ava laughed. ⸻ That evening—

🖱️Jayden🖱️ God, I am so tired of this day. If my life was a book, I swear the author would drag this single day into fifteen chapters minimum. Cliffhanger after cliffhanger. Plot twist every five pages. Emotional damage sprinkled in for flavor. Zero rest. Zero peace. Just vibes and chaos.

Day 2: Eggs again, overcooked and rubbery. Eggs for breakfast and eggs for lunch. The maids giggled sarcastically while I ate them. Sure, they thought this was funny. Eden, locked up and forced to eat eggs all day. Well, I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing me suffer. I ate the eggs with a smile. And guess what? I found a book! It was under the bed. It must have been kicked under there and forgotten about. It was a historical romance, too. What fun! See. I could pass the time easily. Now that I had something to read, the time would fly by! Day 3:

//Chandra Margaret// I immediately put all the snack that I prepared for the boys. My hands are shaking a bit as I go to the living room. There is three boys in total. I dare not to look in their faces. "H-here is the food." I clear my throat. Even my voice is shaking. The boy in the single sofa look at me. He's reading a book in his hand. I know that book! It's Our dawn is hotter than day. A book about two people who keep their night busy while sleeping in the daylight.