Oneshot Novels & Stories

That, in the end, love would conquer all. Glancing over to where she is sitting, she stares back at me with a smile before nodding her head. It is as if it happens in slow motion. The sound of metal splitting in two and Alex's growls is all that can be heard. I am holding my breath, hoping that he won't be hurt. In the blink of an eye, Abror is ripped away from me and slammed up against the tree. Alex presses his hands down against his neck and it appears that Abigor begins to struggle.

As they stepped outside, Damon pulled out his phone, and quickly sent a message to Jason: To: Jason Hey, need a favor. Can you cover for me in chemistry? Taking Aqua to my spot. Jason's reply came swiftly, a reassuring presence amid Damon's concern: From: Jason Sure thing, man. Is everything okay? Damon hesitated for a moment before responding, his fingers tapping out a reply filled with unspoken worry: To: Jason Yeah, just want to help Aqua out. She's having a rough time. As Damon glanced down at his phone, a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips when he saw Jason's response. The simple message, accompanied by a winky face emoji, conveyed a sense of camaraderie and encouragement tha

But then a loud bang came from outside - a car backfiring or something similar - and Maxwell snapped back to alertness, raising the gun again. "No!" he shouted. "Stay back! Both of you!" The door handle turned further, the hinges creaking as it started to open. Maxwell spun towards it, his finger tightening on the trigger. "Maxwell, no!" Alice screamed, struggling against her ropes. Time seemed to slow down. The door swung open, revealing the armed special forces team. Maxwell's eyes went wide, his finger on the trigger. Father Thomas lunged forward, trying to grab the gun. Alice closed her eyes, waiting for the sound of gunshots.

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And then the camera shifted as she turned around. Gabriel’s lungs completely lost their oxygen. Standing just two feet ahead of her was a little boy. He was wearing bright red rubber boots, holding a plastic toy, and looking up at the shelves with an expression of pure, unadulterated arrogance that Gabriel saw in his own mirror every single morning. The camera caught the child's profile, the sharp, unmistakable square of the jaw, the high forehead, and even from a distance, the striking clarity of his eyes. Behind the girl's coat, a tiny hand was visible, holding a little girl with dark curls close to her side.

“This is the first one (of them).” Sharon glanced at the child. Then holding the baby in her own hands. There were two babies. Both identical. Both with black eyes. Both looking at each other. Slowly she lifted her hand, the same Sharon that was there before. The two infants started emitting light. Alex grabbed Sharon. “Get back!” The babies suddenly screamed. The entire facility shook. The system went to flash: TWO HOSTS DETECTED. ONE WORLD. ONE TIMELINE. ONLY ONE CHILD CAN SURVIVE. Then Sharon smiled at Sharon, and whispered: “Now, you have to decide.”

Shantal hears the sky crackle loudly, almost thunderous, and looks up to see four blue dots, all in a line, fall from the sky. Shantal hears the sky crackle loudly, almost thunderous, and looks up to see four blue dots, all in a line, fall from the sky.The ground shakes and cracks as another mech appears, this one with a large machine gun on its back. The chest of the new mech opens, revealing a solider that Shantal has felt like she's seen before, but gets a headache when thinking about it too much.

He shoves the cellular phone at me and I hastily poke around until I have pulled up the picture gallery. The first photo stops me dead in my tracks. A light scar in her eyebrow, light freckles around her eyes and nose, heterochromia in one eye. The only difference is the little stud in her nose, the feathering of the hair, and the modern clothing. It is like looking at Elsie alive again. I pinch my nose bridge as I flip through the rest of the photos. Her graduation, random self shots, pictures of nature, plants...the plants. Elsie's love of nature, plants and the supernatural is what contributed to her demise.

he needed to see it. "How did it go?"he asked impatiently and finally,he gave him what he wanted. He dipped His hands into his pocket and bought out some pictures and Mr Jason's eyes beamed. "You did it!"he chuckled and collected it from him. He turned to his maid with his Palm stretched out and quickly,he placed the bundle of money on it and Mr Jason handed it over to the man. "That's your complete payment"he said"when the full job is done, you will get a bonus..is the woman Alone?