Seize The Day Novels & Stories

It was so beautiful that I knew it wasn't just a tattoo. I traced my fingers over the inked patterns, "Carpe Diem," I whispered out and he tensed under my finger tips. "Seize the day." He said, looking at me with a hint of sadness in his eyes.I looked up at him, still gently caressing the tattoo. "Why does it make you sad?" He took a deep breath, his eyes searching for the right words. "Because there have been times when I failed to follow that advice," he admitted. "I've let opportunities slip away, and I've wasted moments that I can never get back."

I feel something hard close in my hand and I don't know what I grabbed but I do know that I'm gonna hold on as long as it takes. -braze help me! -He can't help you. -NO, I won't let go! No one can see us here. we're in the back. I can't shout for help because nobody will hear over the music I can feel myself getting heavier and heavier and my body just wants to let go and my grip falters a little but he holds my hand tighter. My best friend's life is in my hands and I wanna sleep. No. I have to fight.

Today is D-Day. It’s the day I run — and make no mistake to look back to see who’s after me. It’s the day I reclaim my freedom from the monster who seized it — with the help of his dearest sister. Today is the day I leave this trap called marriage. It’s happening. And I’m here for it. I spray my body with water lilies from the can, unable to stop myself from grinning at my reflection in the mirror. I can barely contain my excitement, Carmen fell for it.

Tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow is the day where two clans will fight life and death, defending the honor of their group even if it costs them life and blood. And this morning, Angel chose to be a normal human being, at least he wanted to spend time happily with his mother. Because no one knows what will happen tomorrow, whether he will live or die. "Mom, let's go!" Mrs. Matthew frowned. "Mommy is off today." "Therefore, I want to take mommy for a walk today."

“Reese has 35 days left. Before June 2nd. Before it’s over. For good.” “Week 4,” I said. Hand in his. 71 BPM. “And we have 35 days. Before ‘both’ starts. CEO. And Dada. For real.” _Silence. 11:48 PM._ “3 AM means always,” Adrian said. “Always,” I said. _Beep. Beep. Beep._ Midnight. My watch. May 4th. Day 29. Not fear. Not anymore. Just us

He held me like a hydraulic press. "Let go first," I muttered into his chest. He didn't move. Instead, he rubbed his chin atop my head like some big cat marking its territory. "No," he said hoarsely, "if I let go, you'll run again." I took a deep breath, drowning in the scent of him. "I'm not running," I promised. "But if you don't let go, you'll crush the life out of me, and then you'll be stuck inheriting my game account."

You know how you sometimes felt like things were about to go wrong? That's how I felt when my parents called me and asked me to come to the Lin mansion for lunch. The day started badly. I kept making mistakes and tripping. Was calling my name? And the person must be angry. The day just didn't seem to be on my side and I just wanted to it end quickly. I wanted to start another day and have a more peaceful day. I loved starting my mornings on a positive note because I believed they affected my day and I just knew was going to be a bad day but not as bad as I thought it was going to be.

Then I turned and picked up my mother's twentieth call this month urging me to marry. "Hello, Mom," I said, my voice steady. "I'll come home next Wednesday. Set up the arranged marriage in the village for me. I'll marry him."

"Aster, don't be ridiculous! I'm the manager of this museum, and during this earthquake, I have to treat everyone equally. I can't prioritize Nate and Cece just because they're my children, and I certainly can't abandon Fiona because of your jealousy! Get your priorities straight! Besides, the rescue team is almost here. Would it kill them to wait a bit? Stop being so dramatic!" Lionel carried Fiona's child with one arm while supporting her with the other as they headed toward the exit. As she passed by me, Fiona turned and flashed a smug smile. I knew this was not the time for arguments—I just wanted to save my children. Hearing their painful cries, I forced myself to stay strong. "Nate, Ce

The last light came on highlighting tiny heart shapes that moves on every corner of the room. “Anything for you to have a special day!” He remarked, grinning from ear to ear.