Second Hand Heaven Novels & Stories

His touch was incredibly gentle, a stark, breathtaking contrast to the fury of a moment ago. ​The elevator gave a soft, electronic chime. Floor 65. ​The doors slid open, revealing the dark, sterile expanse of the penthouse. But neither of them moved. They stayed trapped in the small, mirrored square, suspended in mid-air, caught between the ghosts of their past and a terrifying reality they no longer knew how to control.

It was clear this wasn't quite the response he expected, and his lips trembled slightly but he didn't speak. Reaching into his inner pocket, he dug out a Patek Phillip pocket watch, before robotically placing it on the velvet mat. "It… Stopped moving…" His voice was even lower than before. Reaching for the pocket watch, I flipped open the back with practiced ease, before checking closely with the magnifying glass. The dial was exquisite, and on the inside of the case were two tiny letters, 'TR', standing for Tanya Reeds. This was the first expensive birthday gift he'd ever gifted me.

We got a second chance to fix our marriage, and I didn’t waste that opportunity. And while fixing our marriage, throughout the road, I also manage to fix our relationship with his family. That leads us through our real happily ever after. Love is indeed sweeter the second time around. ___________________ F I N ___________________

Why not yours🤔 L: I'm going to kill both of you, so Peter and I could live in peace 😤😒 M: He broke my heart 💔 N: Mine too 💔 L: Nice, I'm now going to have time with Heaven. Dare and send me a message, I won't let for you a breath to take 🔪🤬 M: Haha the kid is dangerous 🤭 N: That girl turning him into an assassin😱 L: I'm crying please stop 🥺😭 I put my phone down, deciding to ignore them and asked Heaven, " Would you like some cold coffee and cake?"

As moonlight poured down over Blake’s body, his fur and claws began to change. Just then, a loud commotion erupted outside, followed by Rhett bursting into the temple with his men. Blake instinctively pulled Sarah behind him. “Rhett! How did you get in here?” Rhett strolled forward slowly, approaching the formation as if he owned the place. His men quickly restrained the elders. Blake roared furiously, “What do you think you’re doing? Let them go!” He could feel the new power filling his body. He just needed a little longer, just two more minutes… when suddenly, the moonlight disappeared, and the power inside Blake began draining away at terrifying speed. Behind him, Sarah gave him a push, c

I turn instinctively toward the open sky and freeze. The heavens are split. Half of it is day, blinding, golden and unmoving and the other half is night, deep, endless and filled with stars that pulse like living things. The line between them cuts across the sky like a wound. “What… is that?” One of the healers whispers, voice shaking. I don’t answer because I already know. This is her. This is what she has become and what she is bringing into this world. A howl rises in the distance. Then another. Then a hundred. Then thousands.

I am and will be your number one fan and your ever-present listening audience. There was a chuckle from Nick, "Are you repeating your vows?" "I say them every day, mainly because I can't believe how fortunate I am." "You may be lucky" muttered Gabriel rolling over to face them, "But we've won the jackpot." He tangled his legs with them and cuddled up to Millie, "This hotel is rubbish. I'm sure I ordered tea for this morning." "Hang on. I think I heard room service squealing," "I think that might be your middle daughter, telling the world that Father Christmas has been."

Dang, I can’t remember the code! Did my dad say 9122? No, it had an eight in it, I think. I can hear heavy gunfire downstairs and I can’t help but feel overwhelmed. I start to cry because I literally can’t still remember the freaking code! Okay, okay, I need to calm down. Despite the commotion downstairs, I take in a deep breath and I try to calm myself. “9182.” I say to myself and it clicks in my head. That’s the code! “9182.” I say again as I press the numbers on the keypad.

I need to know what is happening because I can't recall anything that has happened or why I was here instead of in my room. "We were trapped," Heaven half-whispered to me, she sounds weak. "Trapped how?" I asked her more confused. "We were trapped in the basement," she answered. "Trapped in a basement….but how? and I can't f*****g move my hands or body," I squealed with a confused look.