Seize The Day Novels & Stories

One Last Chance Selena couldn’t sit still. She had tried. God knew she had tried. But every time she sat down, every time she forced her eyes onto her screen, her mind dragged her back to the same thought— One day. That was all she had left. One day to prove herself. One day to clear her name. One day before everything… ended. Her fingers tightened slightly around the edge of her desk. Adrian’s voice echoed in her head, as clear as the moment he said it:

Before Lily's surgery, the nurse slid the consent form across to me. I called my husband, Ethan Reid, eleven times. When the twelfth call finally connected, the first voice I heard was his first love, Claire Bennett, on the verge of tears: "Ethan, the zipper on my wedding dress is stuck. Don't leave yet." I looked at my daughter, white with pain in the hospital bed, and said, "Lily's waiting for you." Ethan was silent for two seconds before saying, "Just sign it. I'll get there later." Later, Lily studied the lone guardian's signature on the form and asked, "Mom, can I leave Dad off the school forms from now on?" I said she could. From that day on, she stopped leaving room for Ethan anywhere

I would still hear Matthew choking on his vomit, his breaths rattling when they were able to be sucked in. I felt helpless, like a mouse caught in a glue trap, unable to even try to gnaw my own limbs off. ‘My phone…’ I forced my arm to reach into my pocket, praying to whatever deity that might be listening that I’d remembered it. Heck, even the Devil would do, as long as I could get help. The bile resurged and attacked my throat. I heaved, and the acidic fluid burned at my lips. But my phone was there; I couldn’t focus on anything else.

The elders in the family are big on good omens, insisting we pick a nice date for the wedding for good luck. But after a fortune teller proposes nine potential wedding dates, Edward Colton turns every single one down. It's the tenth time now. Edward shakes his head yet again. I gaze at his handsome face and blurt out, "I think this date is perfect." Edward is busy scrolling through messages in his group chat, not even bothering to glance up at me. "This date won't work. Jolene and the others just mentioned they want to go to Hallibay for vacation. Turn down your mom's suggestion." I curl my fingers tight. His eyes remain fixed on his phone screen, as if he has endless conversations to t

The pain wracking my body was nothing compared to the deep, raw wound inside. No matter. In a matter of days, I would be free. Come the wedding day, I would escape these four for good. What I had not seen coming was the day before the vows, when I was snatched up by figures cloaked in black and hauled off to a desolate factory. "Let's see if you'll pine for them after today, Shirley," sneered Amelia as she stepped in, her heels clicking ominously. She smeared dirt on her face with a soft laugh, then ordered her goons to bind her up like a damsel in distress.

“I know, and I should have told you sooner. But this changes everything. And we have to be smart.” Her hands clenched around his shirt, eyes wild. “We have to find her.” “We will,” he promised, holding her tightly. “But we need to be the first. If the council finds out that we know, they’ll tighten their grip. They’ll vanish her forever. Or worse… destroy her when she awakens.” Maika’s power trembled beneath the surface again. “When?” “On her twenty-first birthday,” he said. “That’s when the magic seal will break. Three years from now.”

I tilt my head up, willing them to go back in, willing myself to not give a shit. I will not be broken. I am strong enough to face this. The sun will rise in the east and set in the west, and I will be okay. I will be okay. I will be okay. When I open my eyes, they’re red with unshed tears. But it’s better than nothing. I straighten my shoulders and smooth out my polo shirt and skirt. I will fucking end The Elites. The door swings open and a girl says, “Oh. . .”

The other tenants would agree with him. The sun beat down mercilessly form the pinnacle of the sky, announcing midday. Marcus dragged his backpack on his shoulder and headed towards the junction to get a cab. He heard it late. The loud blaring of horns that seemed to be coming from afar off, the screams of passersby, most of whom scampered to safety. While they were running away from the main road, Marcus was heading towards it. It took him a few seconds to understand what was happening. Before he could act, a blue sedan van, out of control, and running at an incredible speed, with a screaming driver behind the wheels, rocketed into the side of the road. He found himself on air, then saw the

Anyone could have expected a bad news on a gloomy day, maybe a birthday boy got kidnapped on his big day or the most expensive jewelry shop caught fire on the day of the auction for the rare diamond or a million other things but losing a loved one after being dumped on your wedding day is more than just a bad news, it's a catastrophe. For Anna, it was a death sentence, she had left for the hospital when she got the horrible news from her dad. "Yes dad....Whaat!" and now she looked like a red eyed monster ready to devour any other person who tells her, 'it's gonna be alright.'

Layla's POV On the morning of the fourth day, I finally opened my eyes. Light streamed through the window, and I realized—I could feel everything. Every herb, every plant across the entire territory. The evening primrose on the eastern slope had just sprouted new shoots. The blood-clot flowers in the western valley were in full bloom. Even the wolf-spirit grass buried deep underground, not yet broken through the soil, trembled faintly at the edge of my awareness.