Six Times A Day Novels & Stories

Build it. Every single day.

I was his assistant now, I had to know these things plus it was the only assignment I had today. “Two packs are leaving at 6am, then one at 8am, one at 10am and the last at 11am” I called those off the top of my head and felt like giving myself a pat on the back. “The drivers and cars are good to go as well.”

He didn’t crack a smile at any of my jokes. “Alright, that’s enough for today,” Gamma Brandon said. “You had two training sessions today, and I can already see you’re picking up on technique. Your stamina is also improving. But I want you to continue training three times a day—0600, 2000, and then here at 2200 every day.” I gawked at him. “Are you training me for Sparta 300? My goddess, this seems a little excessive.” “You have a lot of catching up to do,” Alpha Rhett said, his voice calm and unwavering. Then, in a rare moment of amusement, he added, “And what kind of pack would we be if we let you get eaten by a little bear?”

“She is your friend, why don't you fucking ask her” “ You are so impossible” Aanya rolled her eyes at her. “No I'm not," Madison said standing hand akimbo and Aanya chuckled slightly “Of course,” Aanya nodded. She was about to wrap the duvet around her body when she suddenly remembered that she had classes that morning. Could her life get any worse? How much she hated getting out of bed every single weekday. It was the hardest part of her life. Well, not in Ghista, though. The assigned time for waking up was 6: 30am, and you don't dare miss rising time. Aanya adopted a habit of waking up by 5 am instead, for fear of being punished. Now she was staying in the outside world, those petty fears

He loved her so much, but she’s in a better place now and he was happy for her. “But it’s alright. We can still cure them,” Sir Yang said, and Galum almost jumped in surprise and joy, but Sir Yang reminded him. “However, as I said, you will have to be in contact with me for the rest of the medication. They will need to consume these powders three times a day after eating. I have made six doses here, and one dose consisted of three papers which mean one paper for a day. You have to divide them yourself, but one paper has to be enough for one day. You must not add the dose yourself however they suffer. Do not, I repeat, do not, mess with the dose. Three times a day, and that’s it. Do you under

I whistle as I leave Dr Banner’s office, my next step in my treatment starts today. I’ve gone from one little pill that knocks me on my ass for 10 hours to one little pill every 12 hours. Next up is 2 pills at noon and 2 at midnight. Yesterday I barely felt bad after 3 in the afternoon.

When I am not dumb " I muttered to myself Fourth rule, you're not allowed to watch TV Fifth rule, you're to feed Chim(his dog) four times daily "What?? I yelled "you must be kidding me, your dog get to eat four times in a day and 'I' Mina just two times " I said not believing this is happening "And note this, he is allergic to anything made of powder " he said but I only rolled my eyes Sixth rule, stealing, lying, cursing, shouting, yelling is prohibited I hissed as I read the last part

Right when the clock pointed at 6 o’clock sharp, the famous Aeternum Radio were on, live on air. Compared to Earth, Aeternum Radio broadcast is not a 24 hours broadcast, instead, the radio show starts at 6 in the morning and ended at 2 in the morning every single day. The concept of all day broadcasting is not yet mainstream nor being practiced in Aeternum, after all, for Aeternums, usually, everyone went to sleep and rest at 12 in the midnight. It was also, being stated by Aeternum Vice President, that at night, the essential people that were on task, need to focused on their task first, instead of looking for entertainment, these decision were supported by the Royal Cabinet too.

"Camilla! Up!" Ramon wakes me up. I've not left his side since he woke up yesterday. We've been talking, laughing, eating, dozing. And now I don't know why the hell he's waking me up past midnight. "What?" "Queen, we have to go!" "What!" He gets off the bed and winces, holding his stomach. He starts plucking out the tubes from his hands and gets off the bed. "We are going! I'm not spending another minute in here!"

October came back around. The sixth. Daniel stood at the bus stop on a Wednesday morning in the first week and felt the weight of it — six Octobers at this bus stop, six October mornings with the collar up and the amber city in its reliable configuration and the 47 coming around the corner in three minutes, the schedule unchanged, the route unchanged, the window seat unchanged. Everything else changed.