Pause Story Novels & Stories

Daniel paused for a moment before saying, "Actually, I'm calling to extend an offer. My father admires you for how thorough and persistent you are. I am of the mind that you are indeed a rare talent. "The company just bought over a few new office buildings, and we need a reliable administrator."

I press both hands on the bed, propping myself up, staring back at him with a look I pray mirrors calm. “Now… where were we? Oh yes, our little chat.” He leans back into the couch and digs his hand into his jean pocket. “Are you pausing for suspense or what? Have your boss or bosses decided to end my life?” I hope not. I don’t want to die yet. “I told you the other day not to try anything stupid, didn’t I? But oh no, you just won’t listen. You’re seeing with your clear eyes thanks to me. Who do you think reduced the amount of Scopolamine that’s been passing through your system and food?”

“Forget everything I said before. THIS is the real gossip.” I stared at him tiredly. “Why are you like this?” Chloe groaned. “Kyle, go away.” “Absolutely not.” He walked in fast, already unlocking his phone. “You people are not understanding the madness currently happening on campus.” He shoved the screen toward us dramatically. The school blog was open, and a live video was playing. Jack. The caption at the top read: **Freshman spilled pasta on Jack Pierce.** Another line underneath: **Jack scared this poor freshman into early graduation.**

Hindi ko na sana siya papansinin ng matigilan ako sa narinig ko. "What!? Buhay siya!? Papaano!?" Sigaw ni Tito na hindi yata alintana kung may makarinig sa kanya. Humarap ako sa kanya habang siya ay nakatalikod parin. I know it's wrong to eavesdrop but I couldn't help it. Something is urging me to listen what will be his next words. I took a step backward and hide myself in a leafy bush but it's enough for me to hear his conversation with someone.

Not structural preservation. Love. The System Hesitates For the first time since this began— I felt uncertainty from it. A tiny fracture in its certainty. Cesare noticed too. “…Wait.” My eyes narrowed slightly. “You feel it too?” “Yes.” A pause. “…It paused.” Blake Looks Confused “…The ancient reality system paused because I argued with it?” “No,” I whispered. I looked at him carefully. Really carefully. “It paused because you chose us over stability.” The Truth Unfolds

I could only imagine the confused, blubbering mess Flossie was right now. “And everything’s stopped mooo...” Maurice paused as he looked around and noticed how still everything was. “What’s going on?” asked Claire. “Are you okay?” added Jenny, as an afterthought. “This is Phil,” I said. “He can stop time. I mean, really stop it.” “Oh,” said Maurice. “I get it. Everything’s frozen. How come we can still breathe?” “We can’t,” I said. “I’ll explain later. Just stay calm. If you get too excited, the Jester will be able to find us, so it’s important not to get emotional. Understand?”

They must've assumed these arguments make sense because I was silently standing there, making it appear as if I'd been listening, and I knew I wouldn't be able to pretend I hadn't. I put my hands over my ears, but could still detect certain words. I longed to go out of the house but forced myself to remain seated still. "You don't get it!" "I hate this life!" "You children are just a burden I can't abandon!" "I told you to listen to me…" I pressed my hands harder into my ears. Trapped there, with my eyes closed, I could almost see the words as illuminated streaks floating in the air. The noise made me realize that's their only one solution that I could think of: To play a morality game, a ga

"But, Za—" “Today I passed out because I was tired. Because I was exhausted, my heart was acting up. Because of that I was unconscious. Brother Keanu also heard what the doctor said earlier, right? If today, my heart is fine. There is nothing to worry about. I'm just thinking too much and tired, that's all."

A cup of coffee that had been falling from a businessman’s hand was suspended in the air, the liquid frozen in a perfect, brown arc. We were the only things moving. We were the "Active Assets" in a paused program. "They're selling us," I said, a cold, hard knot forming in my stomach. "They aren't just making a show. They're making a **Game**. And someone is sitting in their living room right now, deciding if we’re worth thirty dollars." "Look at the timer," Rowan pointed to the bottom corner of my vision. **[SHUTDOWN IN: 04:59]**

When he didn't see anything on the cell, his eyebrows came up and said. “Pasha doesn't play any game. Tick Tick… 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.” “Look at the mobile.” Pasha, who was speaking, found Antonio looking at him with ignorance, and then he said. He had just said that Antonio's mobile phone started ringing. “See what you are up to.”At his request, he got a call on the last bell. “Game redemption ... all destroyed ... just like ... like ... like.” He clicked and said ... while everyone else started watching this scene in amazement because they did not understand what happened in the end.