Once Again Idol Novels & Stories

And that's…that's what's more important. I asked Kairos for a second chance in life. A second chance to spend time with the people I love. A second to do things that will truly make me happy. Now that I've been given my second chance, I won't waste it. Lenos might have forgotten about me. He might have forgotten all our memories together. But I know that the heart doesn't forget. We just proved to ourselves that we are soulmates. So, I know even without his memories, he will find his way back to me.

I said, “Think again. I`ve raped, killed, stole a car but never went to jail. That’s why they call me Mastermind. That’s why I was expelled from school. Now, do you still think it would be best if I don’t know?” He laughed, “So you are the famous Mastermind?” he asked, “Did you kill that girl?” I smoked on that without responding to him then said, “Tell me about yourself.” “All I can say is I`m born again now. Though I`m not a religious person.” “I understand what you mean. But can you at least tell me what made you change your lifestyle, please?”

Her ex-fiancé waved at her, his mouth curled upward, his face beaming as if their chance meeting was a much anticipated joyful reunion when in reality it was anything but. Eden wanted to scratch his gorgeous steel-grey eyes out—the same eyes she'd lost herself in more times than she cared to count. If she had talons, she would have. It was motivation enough to start growing her nails and keep them long again. "Can we talk?" He asked, smiling that same smile she'd fallen in love with back when she didn't know what an asshole he is. He had no right, Eden thought. No right at all to smile at her like that, as if he didn't leave her broken and bleeding.

Anthony didn't know it yet but she was sure they were about to have an addition to their family. The vows were said, a vow made for better or worse till death does them apart. “I have an announcement to make,” Elena's father said into the mic after the couples dance and the guests were all seated and having their meals. “As we all know Anthony and Elena are renewing theirs, their first wedding was ten years ago. But this time around their marriage would be more peaceful and enjoyable. They already have two beautiful daughters and maybe they might decide to add a son. But that is a decision for both of them to make.”

Even after rubbing his eyes, he continued to believe that he had seen the light that he had seen when they had first met. It was not a deed that could be carried out by just anyone. That was unquestionably a performance that David was not capable of giving. Amnesia and miracles were two different words in Aden's vocabulary. Rose took a few steps back and said, "Ah... yes," as she acknowledged that Aden was full of vitality. Do you really think I need to film it once more?

“Shawn, I’m coming to you with our baby.” … I was back at Shawn’s funeral when I opened my eyes again. My body felt translucent. No one could see me. But it was all right. I was dead now, which meant I could see my Shawn again. I scanned the room and searched for his presence. Finally, I saw him. He was standing beside Jenna. I instinctively rushed toward him. “Shawn, I finally found you! We’re having a baby!” However, my hands passed right through him. Shawn did not seem to hear me. He turned to comfort his grieving parents and said, “Dad, Mom, don’t cry. It’s me. I’m not dead.”

"I'm not letting anyone who hurt you walk away." Relief hit me hard. I ran my hand over my belly. Thank God. I'd kept my baby safe. Then the door slammed open. Bradley burst in, shirt wrinkled, eyes wild. "Rena, I'm sorry! It's my fault. Vivian fainted—I had to take her first!" I looked down, silent, my fingers brushing Nathan's palm. So much for that amnesia act—he'd just called me Rena. "I'm done listening. Leave. I don't want to see you again."

It helps a little, but when I close my eyes, it is still Devon I see, Devon I feel. And the thought returns, quiet and insistent: Just once more, then it would be over and I would be free.

“I’ve already lost Mum. I’m not losing you too.” Gabe gritted his teeth, grabbed the hose nozzle, and shoved it toward the idol. “Ready?” Nick held the idol open. “Do it!” Gabe forced the hose head into the idol and twisted the release valve. A jet of water blasted out, and the idol began to glow—bright, blinding, pure. “Close the fucking halves!” Gabe shouted over the roar. Nick slammed the idol shut. A searing flash of light filled the gym. The piping shuddered and then collapsed. The ceiling cracked and caved in, and dust and debris fell all around.

I look at the under of the cracks of the doors for candlelight, seeing the one in the center with just a faint light. It's locked from the outside, and I fumble with the little latch under the knob, finally able to open it. I hear something heavy like a book drop to the ground, and weak struggles, and as I open the door, I freeze right where I am. Isadora is huge. When I last saw her, she looked six months pregnant. Now she looks like she's on her last trimester boring twins. She lays propped up on the bed with pillows, layers of blankets on her. The fireplace in front of her bed is roaring, despite it looking like warm weather outside.