Not Your Ordinary Novels & Stories

He doesn't reach for his phone. He just sits in my kitchen with his coffee and his walls down and his full attention on nothing more complicated than being here. I think about what Rosamund said. What Isobel said. What my mother wrote. "I made everything ordinary so you'd know how to find the extraordinary when it arrived." I look at the man at my kitchen table. The ordinary extraordinary fact of him. "I love you," I say. Not in a moment of drama. Not as a response to anything. Just because it's Saturday morning and I'm in my own kitchen and it's true and I want to say it when there's no reason to say it except that it's real.

Alexandra's POV I took the last step into the room and sighed, my shoulders slumping down as I did that. “He isn't here” I muttered to myself, then picked my phone up, putting a call across to my cousin, Theresa. She picked on the first ring and her low voice came from the other end of the phone. “Home already?” Theresa asked, and I nodded like she could see me from where she was. “Yes, I'm home, but he isn't here, Asher didn't come home again” I complained, tears welling up at the corner of my eyes, blurring my vision.

The ordinary day at the building. He said: "The ordinary day is the building." "Yes," Don said. "The fourth book argues that the ordinary day of someone who has been inside an accumulation for long enough is not the ordinary day of someone who has not. The ordinary day deepens with the accumulation. The thirty-first year's Wednesday is not the same Wednesday as the first year's Wednesday, even if all the external elements are the same."

Before the birthday party starts, my boyfriend, Edward Parker, casts his phone onto the large screen in the private room. He starts an anonymous poll in the group chat we share with our friends. The question is, "Tonight, should I stay and cut the cake with my girlfriend, or go to the premiere with my childhood friend?" A 30-second countdown begins as the votes keep climbing. His childhood friend, Renee Lane, gets 17 votes while I get just one. Everyone thinks I'm the one who has voted for myself. Edward leans back against the couch and smiles. "The minority yields to the majority." Renee hands him the movie ticket. "Guess everyone agrees that I need you more." Meanwhile, I'm standing

“I’m a girl who dated a lot of men who broke up with me when they thought they’re done. I’m the Dating Queen. I’m the girl who—” “To me, you’re ordinary.” He cut my words. “You’re just a girl who goes to school, excels in classes, have a very supportive and strong best friend. That. You’re ordinary.” He smiled. I smiled back. I’m not so sure of what we’re talking about but being called ordinary is something. At least he doesn’t think of me as the girl touched by a lot of men. “You don’t degrade yourself because of what people tell you.” He told me.

Noah’s POV The silence in the Alpha’s suite was louder than the screams I’d left behind in the pack square. I sat at my mahogany desk, a glass of neat bourbon trembling slightly in my hand. On the surface, I had everything. I had the Green Diamond Pack under my thumb. I had the fame, the supermodel contracts, and the women who would crawl over glass just for a glance from me. But the bank accounts were frozen. The Montgomery Trust—the only reason I had tolerated that girl for years—was locked tight.

Ordinary** **Aria** An ordinary day turned out to be the most extraordinary thing we'd had in a month. Which sounds like something on a motivational poster and I'm aware of that but it's genuinely true, so. We stayed in bed until ten, which for Caden was basically unheard of and for me was medically necessary given the previous four weeks, and nobody knocked on the door and nothing buzzed with urgency and the only sound was Minnesota doing its quiet winter thing outside the windows.

“You hated me before Colin’s death! You used his death to go beyond just normal bullying. What the fuck did I ever do to you anyway!?” “I shouldn’t have been attracted to a wolf-less orphan! I am an Alpha!” And there it was—the truth. “But you weren’t wolf-less, were you?”

I replied mumbling. “Everything will be fine. Couples get these spaces everytime and it is normal.” Zakeer said assuring me. I nodded and walked outside my block to see Ri and Kritika walking outside. I shouted calling them and walked towards them. “Where is UK?” Kritika asked frowning. “I just decided to walk today.” I replied and they didn’t comment on it. We three walked towards our house in complete silence with our own thoughts in our minds. *Priya Pov*

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