Reverse Comfort Novels & Stories

"The doctor said you're alright, you will have mild amnesia but you'll gain your memory soon enough. She recommended that I get you a physiotherapist as soon as possible..." "My father?" I asked again. Talking hurts and I found it hard to ask the questions I had in mind. Did Mom remarry someone else? Why does he...? Oh no! He is my Dad! He looks so different with the beard and the dark circles around his eyes, plus he looks way older. It's been four years after all, but how come he's back? He can't just leave his family and pop up one day, expecting everything to go back to normal.

If only I could turn back the time! I turned off the valve and took the towel from the rack. The smoke caused by the hot water blinded my vision when I slid the glass door dividing the shower room and the toilet. I wiped my wet hair harshly while outlining how to gain back her trust. We were okay now. How could such foolishness happen again?

– again, there was a vehemence in that last sentence that was almost exasperating. But not just that. There was such fiercely deep and true regret in his voice that Missy suddenly found herself eager to comfort him in some way. Even if she had no idea how to do it. Yes, her behavior towards her had been unfair and reprehensible, but Missy honestly held no grudges. She always made an effort to be understanding with people and with him it was no different... Even if his former dislike for her was far from understandable, even now, which seemed to have disappeared in the blink of an eye. Besides, there was no point in holding a grudge. It wasn't as if his slight had impacted her life in a negat

POV Ruby Trigger Warning talk and illustration of abuse I can't believe that this is happening! How did he know that we were here?! A million thoughts raced through my brain as everyone turned to look at me. I looked at Mac and Scarlett and they nodded. Cassy leaned in and rubbed my back. I looked down and sighed with relief to see a new text from Cerise in response to the one I had just sent her.

A motorcyclist was riding one winter,wearing his jacket backwards. This method made the jacket windproof and warm. He hit some ice and fell off his bike,and was unconscious but not seriously injured. A passing motorist saw the spill and leapt out of his car to help. Seeing the biker with the backwards jacket, he was horrified,assuming the crash had twisted the man's head 180 degrees! He felt fast action was vital,so he tried to twist the cyclist's head back to it's proper position,BREAKING THE BIKER'S NECK!

"Fall back. Let the intruders extract. Do not engage near power systems." "Sir, they're taking prisoners and—" "That's an order! Fall back now!" Silence. Then: "Acknowledged. Falling back." Morrison's voice: "What's happening, Maya? Why the sudden cooperation?" "Caldwell activated emergency climate correction. If you damage facility power, the correction fails catastrophically. Get your team out. Leave the facility operational. We'll explain later." "Understood. Extracting now." Maya turned to Caldwell. "Now. Abort the correction. Stop it before it cascades."

She confidently placed her hands against my chest and the heat ignited almost immediately. The reversal compound reacted differently from the antidotes. The reaction was both immediate and intense. It moved deeper, faster, as though making sure to thoroughly cleanse every single part of my system that had been affected by the poison. After a while, I felt a burst of new strength, as though it had been lying dormant for a while and was suddenly freed. Without thinking, my hands came up to frame Freya's face, half-expecting her to pull away. Instead she leaned into the touch and moved her own hands higher until we were holding each other's face.