Prelude 12/21 Novels & Stories

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She asked why I hadn't gotten home yet. I typed and deleted the message again and again for a long time before finally replying: [Something came up. I'll go back after New Year's Day. Don't wait for me.] The next second, she replied. [No rush. We'll celebrate New Year's Day together when you come back this time.] My eyes reddened. So this was how wonderful it felt to have someone waiting to celebrate a holiday with you. [Sure.] I turned and booked the earliest flight available. Although it was clear that I couldn't make it in time for the New Year's holidays, at least I could still go back and see her.

Hope you understand (: • *** First's playlist: • Mirage (theme song) - Elina • Black and White (second theme song) - Niall Horan • What a time - Julia Michaels ft. Niall Horan • You & me - James TW • Monsters - Katie Sky (the single version) • Paper planes - Elina • Here's your perfect - Jamie Miller • You mean to tell me - Tatiana Manaois • Ours - Taylor Swift (if you want to listen to it, then go to Spotify and type "First on w*****d" you will get it) *** Please keep in mind that this book is the first thing I wrote before I started embarking on journey of being a writer. I have no background or writing experiences or courses done on creative writing so please excuse my newbie mistakes and

Ciaran stood up causing all eyes to shift to him. His aura was a demanding one. As silence fell amidst the cave and the remaining echoes died out, Ciaran cleared his throat. "Now that I have everyone's attention. My name is Alpha Ciaran of the Blood Moon pack, to those who do not know me. The one who is responsible for finding your all and orchestrating your rescue is lovely Mrs. Jones. Hey children were amongst you. The two young twins who happen to also be, what's known as Blue Moon shifters. Before we continue into what that means, we need to get a few things clear here and now. One, we will rest for the night here. Two, in the morning we will all go into the small town for breakfast to l

I give a tightlipped smile and Max and his sister walk away. "So what are we doing with these?" I ask, mustering a smile. "You put a candle in them and place them alongside the aisle runner," she points to the wide runner making its way to the altar. "Got it," I smile. Taking jar after jar I place purple candles in them and place each one along the aisle. Every now and then I stand upright and look out the floor-to-ceiling window behind the altar finding Max and another guy hammering away at the floor outside. He wipes his forehead with his arm, and tosses the hammer on the ground. His skin is flushed from the summer sun, and his shirt is dirty. The way he smiles and laughs at the guy is a

When Phillip arrived at his house, he sat on the couch and sighed. Although he did not spend much time at the party, the day seemed long to him. It was already evening and he had to prepare his completed work for the exhibition tomorrow or he would be dismissed. He was familiar with statistics and corporate principles. They had no interest in knowing if he was the next CEO of the CRUZ enterprise. They would simply reject him if he did not respect their laws or principles, and Philip had learned to recognize this.

Chapter: Shadows and Sparks The morning was unusually quiet. Shelly’s aunt, Rita, had gone to a neighbor’s brunch, and her uncle, James, was off at his weekly golf game. The house felt calm, almost too calm, with the faint hum of the heater filling the spaces where conversation usually lived.

Been busy this past few weeks as we have started guesting from different morning and noon time shows with Darrel to plug our upcoming movie Surprising Turn of Fate. By next month, 10th of December, will be the official date for the movie release that's why we are guesting from different shows one after the other. It's part of promoting the movie. Aside from attending variety of talk shows, we are also preparing for mall shows. We've already been to various mall shows actually. The next day, our target is to visit Ilo-ilo and Cebu.

Chapter 8 Hannah's POV The news of the annual corporate party hit the 12th floor like a lightning strike. In a building made of glass and cold calculations, the "Cromwell Legacy Gala" was the only night where the hierarchy supposedly blurred—though everyone knew it was just a more expensive stage for the same power plays. The announcement appeared on every monitor in the building at exactly 9:00 AM. A sleek, animated invitation in gold and black: A Legacy of Excellence. Join us at the Grand Ballroom for the Annual Corporate Gala.

MoonCreek was bathed in a soft, golden glow as dawn began to emerge over the horizon. Normally teeming with activity, the town felt uncannily silent tonight, as though it could sense the coming conflict as well. All of them had taken cover inside their houses or the main camp, ready for the showdown that would either bring them to safety or send them reeling into the night.