Slipping Away Novels & Stories

♪♪ Dark Horse - Katy Perry (slowed+reverb) Lilah's POV : When the clock finally strikes midnight, Lucy and I slip away, moving silently through the corridors like shadows, making sure no one sees us. The mansion is eerily quiet, the air thick with tension, but we’re not about to back down now. Lucy, ever the tech genius, has gathered all the information we need from Maria, and after days of planning, we’re finally putting it all into action. Tonight, we're escaping this hell.

Of horrible things sliding down the hall, toward my bedroom, shuffling, slithering, sliding . But never getting any closer. And somehow, I think I can hold it at bay . . . as long as I keep writing. Enough for now. Time to sleep. I can only hope that I’ve written enough, and that the sliding won’t come any closer tonight.

she said with a cute grin. "No!" "Yes! Please? Ate Ade, do you think it's all right with you?” she shifted her gaze to me. "O-Of course, that's not a problem!" I was stuttering. "See? She said it is okay for me to accompany the both of you, so could you please? Please, Ate Ade, say something! Let's try to persuade him! Say please with a cute eyes," she told me this as she demonstrated how his eyes flashed in a lovely way.

And her cleavage was screaming due to its plunging neckline. “I prefer that one, Couz. You’re stunning. It might be revealing, but you’re still classy. Be comfortable with your own skin. Besides, our cousin Meja would probably steal the spotlight.” Shari touched the side slit of her gown. Meja was Uncle Ricky’s only daughter. And she was in a different league, the reason they were not close. She had a habit of competing with them, which they would just shrug off since she was a rich spoiled brat.

“It seems like it’s ready. Then please, enjoy the show.” The beginning of the slide was just as boring as what Tyler thought it would be. Although he can hear laughter and teasing from the person in the pic, he really cannot go along with them. This was not his batch, he knows it. He does not belong here. Seeing that the slide would be still long, he stood up and silently went to the door- trying to leave the venue as stealthily as possible. And when he arrived at the unguarded open doors, he thought he could finally slip out.

“No… I-I don’t want… t-to die… y-yet…” *Thump* Layla bumped her head on something hard. She rejoiced within her thinking she still had luck on her side. With her trembling and bloody hands, she grabbed on. She could hear her pursuer coming after her. She needed to escape. Layla lifted her foot and dragged the other to make a step… it was slow and needed a lot of effort but was better than rolling on the ground. She successfully completed a couple of steps when her hand slipped and her foot gave up.

I just hoped he would find another person, more suitable, more apt to stand beside him and rule this continent. After an hour, I slowly slipped away from the bed, carefully analyzing my escape plan. Taking the corridors wasn’t a good idea because of the warriors who heavily guarded this place. I guess my only get away plan was the balcony. I pushed open the French door, stepping onto the freezing balcony. I regretted not wearing my slippers, but Tyson carried me anyway, I couldn’t ask him to hold on to my slippers, slipping in an idea that I might run away.

Yeah, that's right. I slap myself to show that I'm just dreaming but I felt pain when I did slap my right face. But I still continued. I slap the other side but its still like a while ago, it hurts me but I want to wake up from this bad dream of mine. I slap myself nonstop until someone stop me. "Kat, please." Tina's voice was shaking as well as her hand but she hold my both hands tight as if she doesn't want to let go it. "T...Tina? I'm just dreaming right? Please, tell me. I'm just dreaming please!" I'm begging her like I'm a lost puppy. I hug her tight and cry as much as I want.

Content Warning: This chapter contains mature sexual content. Read at your own discretion. If you're a minor or if you’re uncomfortable reading this type of content, please skip to Chapter 66. *** Adriel giggled coquettishly as they stumbled through the room. She ran off as soon as she whispered those words into Zeth's ears, and it turned into a chasing session between the two love-struck adults. Adriel knocked over a small stand that contained Zeth's paperwork. The pieces of paper went flying in multiple directions, only causing Zeth's frenzy to increase.

Liam: 3 months ago “God, I should not have drank that whole bottle of Jack last night” I complained, holding my head and slinging my left forearm over my eyes to shield them from the piercing light of the sun that was streaming in through my bedroom window. I chance a glance down at myself. Just as I thought, I am still in my stained clothes from yesterday. My mouth tastes like the Sahara desert has moved there. My head is pounding so hard Metallica might as well be playing in my room.