Novelas y relatos de Peace

Fate. They call it destiny or kismet. A time comes in life when there's so much happiness that getting something more than what you expected felt surreal, a figment of imagination. As if just the deepest yearning dream of yours comes alive. Your ear rings with a constant numbing feeling of the words that you yearned to hear for years. The words that now repeat in your head like a mantra of lullaby. Calming and serene. Then denial and disbelief kicked in. Questions raking one after the other. It was impossible but then again nothing was impossible for God. When with all your will you try to wake up from the blissful dream but nothing happens.

Jay said pissing Jake off until Tatiana stepped in between them. “Woah, Woah, chill boys, we came here to party not fight,” she said before turning to face Jake, “Hey, Jakey, thanks for coming,” she said pulling him into a hug, “You invited this asshole, Tati?” Jay asked, still very pissed, “Jay, take a chill pill, here take this drink, it’s mine, I just got it and Jake come with me,” she said handing Jay the drink before pulling Jake with her.

"𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 [𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐧 ] (unedited)

He moved closer, rising just enough that his face hovered near mine, close enough that I could see the droplets clinging to his lashes. His hands rested on my waist and his breath brushed across my cheek, warm and steady compared to the erratic mess of mine. “You shouldn’t whisper my name like that,” he said softly. “It’ll make me think you want something” He was the boy I was promised to. Now, he’s the man I’m paid to kill. Ten years ago, a blood-pact between the Moskvin and De Luca empires was shattered, turning a childhood engagement into a bitter war. For a decade, Claire Moskvin lived in the shadows—until the night Grey De Luca stormed her estate and executed her father in cold

Then there is the elders having the nerve to claim that none of this is even happening. I see Alex almost nose to nose with me “Noves!” he is saying over and over. “Focus on me Noves, breath with me, that’s it, in like this, and out, in, and out” he sits there deep breathing with me until I am back int control. My vision is returning and I can hear the world around me again. “Thank fuck for that you scared me” he says hugging me to him. “You weren’t even breathing” “Sorry” I mumble. Angel shakes her head at me. “What on earth are you apologising for?” she asks me with a gentle smile.

Aria closed her eyes, letting the crisp mountain wind wash over her face, carrying with it the undeniable, beautiful truth of their existence. Peace is not silence—it is everything that rises after the fire.

Kai joins me again as I watch them. “They’re going to remember this,” he says, quietly. “Good,” I whisper back. “So will I.” We stand there in silence for a while, shoulder to shoulder, soaking in the impossible sight: peace. Real, living peace, no blood, no walls, no orders. Just people. Coexisting. Eventually, Kai tilts his head, studying me like I’m more interesting than anything else happening around us. I can feel the weight of his gaze before I even turn to meet it.

Peace. The word felt different now. It wasn't the fragile quiet after a storm, or the tense silence of a standoff. This was a peace that ran deep, down to the bones of reality itself. The Weave hummed with it. The songs of countless worlds, from the brave melody of the Cradle to the complex, rediscovered harmonies of Elysia, were no longer fighting to be heard. They simply were, each one a unique voice in a chorus that was finally, truly, in balance.

Seeing that she couldn't get any money from me, she had no choice but to turn to Shawn for help. However, Shawn's attitude towards her took a sharp downturn ever since he learned about her expulsion and the loss of her financial support. The drastic change deeply disturbed Beatrice, who had been the sole recipient of everyone's affection since childhood. She became quick-tempered and got into arguments with Shawn almost every day. "Isn't your family supposed to be relocating? Why haven't there been any updates?" Beatrice was still harboring dreams of getting rich overnight. Shawn, not bothering to look up from his phone, replied, "I don't know. If I knew, I wouldn't be sitting here."