Slice Of Life นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Aarif scratched his goatee while taking a bite of his pizza slice, “So our world won’t end as long as you keep writing.” Sikandar hummed in thought, “I’m not sure whether I should be relieved that our world won’t end yet or cry because we’ll have to put up with AI’s drama for the closest thing to an eternity.” He bit his slice and stretched it away from himself, stretching the cheese on it, “Damn, so cheesy.” “I’m glad we prevented our world from going into a limbo,” Shaan said, gobbling up his slice in one bite. “But that doesn’t solve our problem of being stuck here,” Meeran completed, slathering his slice in ketchup before taking a bite.

"Ignore her. If she doesn't want to come out to eat, then let her starve. It would be even better if she starved to death. I'll just pretend that I never had a sister like her." I sneered inwardly. Unfortunately, things weren't going according to Scarlet's plan. While they gnawed on hard, dry bread outside my door, I happily enjoyed ribs and tacos, binge-watching the latest show on my phone, and finishing with cheesecake for dessert. I was genuinely having the time of my life. … I didn't know when it all began, but soon, the nights were no longer quiet and peaceful. I felt my heart run cold. At night, I could hear men wailing, women screaming, and children crying without end.

I lifted the glass of water in my hand and clinked it lightly against his. “Here’s to a successful partnership, Mr. Caspian.” Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching our shadows across the room. Each of us stood in our own corner, like two polite strangers sharing the same space. Outside, the city glowed brightly in the night. Only then did I truly feel that I had been given a second life. In this life, I only wanted one thing: to use the Falcone family’s resources to earn enough money to stand on my own and then walk away from all of this for good.

I shrugged my shoulders. “Okay.” “I got that when I was training with knives, then it nicked me when the guy got distracted.” He said with a smile but there was nothing funny about being nicked with a knife. “Distracted?” I furrowed my brows. “It was my fault, I kind off, moved around saying he can’t hit me and then he did, so there was that and luckily the knife didn’t hit an artery or some important part. “Oh wow.” For some reason that story touched me, I felt it deep in my bones how fragile human life is and how scary it is to lose someone so easily.

The once-privileged heirs, cut off from their powerful families, had since sunk into lives of quiet misery. Upon hearing that, Mia raised her hand to stop the conversation. “That’s enough. It’s not good for the baby.” They were nothing more than parts of the past. And Mia was walking toward a better future.

I cleaned the cut, gave her a cookie, and didn’t think about hiding the kitchen knives. Progress. We’re not healed. But we’re not haunted. We’re just… Living.

"Ah, look at you. So soft-hearted. You're gonna be making plenty of tragic documentaries in the future. Come on, come on, wipe those tears. Save them for later." Behind the camera, William let out a long sigh. He fixed the tripod in place, then turned and walked into the kitchen. Not long after, the table was full of food. They were all my favorites. I leaned against him, one hand over my stomach. "Tell me… what does it really feel like to have someone waiting for you to come home for dinner?" Before he could answer, I smiled and sipped my soup. "Never mind. I was just rambling." [In the Next Life — April 12, 2024, 3:09 PM — I Don't Want To Die]

So I plant a bug in his phone at night when he goes to sleep. Next morning he get up and goes to bathroom to get ready for office ,he also take his phone with him. Well it's not new who do that everyday. I get up and goes to kitchen to make breakfast for the family. He came down and start to have breakfast and goes to office. Veer pov. Everything is seems under control now. We'll I have a girlfriend, not one through. I know I also have a wife. Honestly speaking I love my wife very much she's a perfect woman with a hourglass figure and innocent face. But I want a spice in my life.

I remind him . " Ohh . Sometimes I pretend we're just a story because our real life is waaay too depressing " Michael rolls his eyes . I laugh . He's literally like a child sometimes . I use my spoon to grab some of the whipping cream on top of the stack of pancakes and I lick it clean . Michael and Alec are busy inhaling their food . I feel like I'm being stared . I look to the side at Jace gulping as he looks at the spoon in my hand .

My life is done for! Percival stiffened, his eyes fixed on the blade coming towards him. At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed beside the disciple with the sword. The figure also had a sword in hand, and when he appeared beside the disciple, the figure’s sword slashed down diagonally. Squelch! The disciple was cut into half instantly. The sword in the disciple’s hand lost momentum as the person that held it was no more. The blade deflected, allowing Percival to dodge to the side.