No Longer At Ease Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mornings started with unhurried coffee instead of tense silence, the two of them trading sections of the newspaper across the breakfast table like people who’d been doing it for years instead of months. Evenings ended with Nathaniel’s arms around her instead of two separate bedrooms down two separate hallways, the estate’s long corridors no longer feeling like the fortress of forced obligation they had when she’d first arrived. “I keep waiting for this to feel less strange,” she admitted one evening, curled against him on the study’s worn sofa, the fire burning low in the grate. “Being happy. In the middle of all of this.” “Does it feel strange in a bad way?”

The light in his eyes died out completely. He placed the dagger on the floor, his shoulders slumping in defeat. He turned and walked out into the cold night, a broken man. The room fell silent. Ryan sat back down, rubbing his temples. "I lost my appetite." Kael turned to me, his eyes searching my face. "Are you okay?" I took a deep breath. "I'm better than okay." "I feel free."

By eight o’clock, sunlight poured through the tall windows overlooking the lake, filling the entrance hall with warm golden light. Nova stood alone in the library, a slim notebook resting in her hands. Unlike the week before, it contained only three handwritten pages. She read them once. Then she quietly closed the notebook. Ava appeared beside her carrying a stack of returned novels. “You look calmer.” “I feel calmer.” “That surprises you.” “A little.” Ava smiled. “Sometimes we exhaust ourselves preparing for things that only require us to be ourselves.” Nova looked around the peaceful library. “I think this room helped.”

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

Uncle Romano said, handing me a glass of champagne. I nodded, my gaze sweeping across the room. Enzo held court at the head table, Stella plastered to his side. Her hand never strayed far from his arm, flashing her signature smile for any cameras. The perfect power couple. "I need some air." I couldn't watch anymore. I turned and walked out to the terrace. The night air was cold. The lights of Manhattan twinkled below, a constellation map spilled across the darkness. I once thought I was a part of this world. Now I knew that I was, and always had been, an outsider.

But this time— It didn’t feel tense. It didn’t feel heavy. Just… still. I let my eyes close. Sleep came easily.