Outside Novel Novels & Stories

Oswan asked. “In what are you interested?” Ortaul said. “I'm interest in anything new in the world, so nothing in particular.” “Listen then, my boy. Creates have appeared from out of nowhere.” “Creatures, you say, what kind?” “The worst, I say! Their teeth are sharp as swords; their eyes are red as blood.” “We saw them.” “Where did you?” “Not much down the road, near the miller.” “Great, finally, we can kill them.”

“Now, freshen up. I’ll make you some porridge, and after you eat, I want to take you somewhere to show you what I’ve been working on.” *** David stepped through the sleek glass doors of Phoenix HQ, the familiar hum of the building washing over him. Olivia followed, her heels clicking against the polished tiled floor. His return had been anticipated, but as he walked down the hall, something felt off. The usual respect was missing. Instead of nods and greetings, there were murmurs—quiet whispers that grew louder as he passed clusters of employees. They watched him, their eyes filled with curiosity, pity, and something else he couldn’t place. No one acknowledged his authority. David’s jaw tigh

"They... they miss you." I gave a cold laugh. "Miss me? Miss having me back to play the 'sensible' Principessa?" He opened his mouth but couldn't force out a single word. Stepping out of the heavily guarded manor, the sunlight felt harsh on my eyes. My phone vibrated. It was a message from Jessy. "Big fish on the line over here. When are you back in the game?" I typed on the screen, "See you tomorrow morning." That night, I didn't stay at the manor. I booked a suite at a private club in the city.

When I opened the curtains, the sunlight outside was blinding. I made simple coffee and toast, then sat at the little table by the window and ate slowly. My phone was quiet, and even the work group was peaceful. In the afternoon, I changed into workout clothes and prepared to go downstairs for a jog in the park. The moment I pushed open the glass door downstairs, someone blocked my path. It was Simon again. This time, he was alone. He was still wearing yesterday's shirt. It was badly wrinkled. There were heavy dark circles under his eyes, and stubble had grown along his jaw.

strained to get my eyes open because of the Ray of sunlight peeping through the blinds. Holy shit! I cursed and flicked my eyes open looking all over the unfamiliar room I am in. I tried to get up but a strong muscular arms wrapped around my waist and we were completely naked. What the hell am I doing In a stranger's bed?

It was a notification from the school official website that had been useless for a while now, until now apparently. I picked up my phone, my expression neutral as I stared at the notification. I wasn't really surprised anymore. PLAYBOOK—CRESTFIELD'S NEWEST REALITY DATING EXPERIENCE. FULL CAST AND ROOM ALLOCATIONS NOW LIVE. COUNTDOWN: 14 DAYS TO D‐DAY CLICK TO VIEW. I clicked on it and the page loaded immediately, displaying the show's logo, the banner and little profile pictures of the cast members arranged in a grid. I scrolled past all of it to the room allocations because that was the part that actually mattered the most.

"I think it's 'NEKON'S.' map." "Nekon?" Luna leans to take a peak too. The more weird the tittle us, the better. That she had learned after years of been a devoted reader. "It's a supernatural novel of two worlds I planned out some months ago." "Supernatural novel." Her ears perked up at the information. It just had to be her favourite gerne. "Is it out yet?" "Huh–yes." "Can I get a link, or maybe a website I can get a hard copy." Her eyes brighten up like an adorable puppy. Infecting Salvador with a grin.

And now… I stepped back, looking around the apartment. Everything was in place. Clean. Orderly. Done. But instead of feeling satisfied, I just felt… off. My gaze dropped back to the notebooks. The offer from Vale hadn’t left my mind. It was something completely different from what I was used to. A different environment. A different pace. A different kind of expectation. Could I really adjust to that? Or would I just end up feeling out of place? “Thalia,” Olivia called. “You’re zoning out again.”

she said, reaching out and gently brushing the snowflakes from my hair. She continued, "Come on. Let's head back, or Grandma will start worrying." When we returned to the Xavier residence, Dorothy had already prepared hot ginger tea to ward off the cold. As I held the cup, surrounded by the Xavier family's warmth, I felt a glimmer of hope for the future for the first time. Perhaps letting go of the past and starting fresh wasn't such a bad thing, after all. On New Year's Eve, fireworks blazed outside, illuminating the entire night sky. The deafening sound rose and fell in waves. I stood by the window, feeling strangely disoriented, as if I were in another lifetime.

I deemed it sanitary and livable after I was done. I kept my eyes on my surroundings as I unlocked my door and quickly got inside with Vi, locking it immediately after. These parts of New York were not safe so I had to be careful, I was also keeping an eye out for my landlady. I checked the time on my old worn-out iPhone 5, “2:05 pm”. I had less than 2 hours before Mrs. Bell comes banging on my poor door. Vi sat pretty on my poor excuse of a sofa with her emerald green sundress, She really loved dresses.