Soberish For October Novels & Stories

Fallen leaves and distant rain and that metallic edge the city always has, even in the quiet hours. "October," I hear myself say. The word comes out dreamy, distant, like I'm speaking from underwater. "Yes." His voice is soft. Patient. "It's October." I extend my hand toward the window. My fingers find the cold, let it wrap around them, let the night air kiss my palm. The sensation travels up my arm, through my chest, settling somewhere behind my eyes where the champagne fog is thickest. Better. This is better. I manage to open my eyes.

I felt the colour looked a little off so I had it packed for further investigations. We were about to leave when Jake saw a bracelet in the sand. He picked it up and when we inspected it, we saw an inscription inside it. The inscription was written in an ancient language but at the end, there were engraved images of a howling wolf and a black moon. We brought it back with us along with the discoloured food. We were about to take a bypass into the Crimson Rose territory when we smelt blood. We all spread out and saw a woman gasping for breath.

Joseph's POV RING! RING! RING! I slammed my hand down on the alarm, cursing the damn thing. Today. It had to be today. The first day of senior year. Just as I was finally enjoying the summer—spending time with Mom and, unexpectedly, Mom’s new daughter, Trish. The girl I hoped would be my girlfriend someday. Now, I had to go back to pervy Mthland High, put the mask back on, and fight for my big dream all over again.

In the second week of May, and May is the month where the temperature rose. It might still be spring, but the summer’s heat is getting to the citizen in the Country. It was also the time when hot supermodels would dress in shorts or summer dresses. Perhaps a reason for all the men at Yang Corps to become excited, today is the day when the famous singer, Lee Yin-Yin appear to sign the contract as the spoke-person for Faithful Gold Enterprise’s new perfume, Grace.

Her face had turned red as she wasn't breathing between her sobs. "Quiet. Stop crying. Quiet now," he ordered and she began to take deep breaths to stop herself from crying. She tried to lessen her sobs by taking deep breaths but again the hiccups would hit her hard, shaking her form. Her mind was erratic, wild, disorganized. She wasn't able to comprehend of what just happened. As she was trying to control her sobs but couldn't, she began to cry out of his terror as he had asked her to quieten but she couldn't control her sobs. Her hands began to shiver badly and she couldn't control the hiccups, she immediately proceed to drink water. She wanted to suppress those convulsive gasps and she wa

Chapter Thirty-Three: Alli – Friday Night Ghost Alli’s POV The old jukebox wheezed out a dusty country ballad as someone hollered for a shot of Jack, and Alli slammed the drawer shut behind the bar with more force than necessary. It was Friday night. Her first night back at the bar since him. And she felt like a goddamn ghost in her own body.

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Because of her rough actions earlier in the morning, her previously neatly combed fiery ginger hair was slightly messed up and her face and corners of her eyes were still slightly red making her look aggrieved rather than angry. She was also wearing a green summer dress, since it was around the Spring season, the weather was still warm so she decided to wear something light. “I understand...” Arya said after pondering on what to say. "Right," Arya spoke, calling his attention. "Are there any more servants? Apart from you of course..." Arya asked awkwardly. "Not at this moment, the others would be arriving soon." Blake answered without wasting anytime. Silence reigned for a few minutes, this

While he made his report, he was eyeing Aaron carefully. I paused while turning the page of my book. My peace had been disrupted by a sharp sting in my heart. I turned to look at the front doors in the distance. Connor was wearing a high-end suit out there, his hair ruffled. It had been two months since I last saw Connor. Aaron closed his document, his expression turning cold. “Make him leave.” “Hold on.” I held Aaron’s hand comfortingly. “There’s something I need to work out with him.”

His scream echoed in my ears, I wasn't interested in hearing anything he said because he was a liar. Thank heaven it was summer and the ground was full of dry leaves and branches, but not mud. As I progressed everything became thicker and thicker and the plants began to look greener, Isaac couldn't keep up with me and fell a little behind. Inadvertently I got into some bushes of medium height and fell on my knees because of some plants that got tangled in my feet, the weeds around me hid me perfectly well so I got under a very large bush and hugged my knees I had run too much and needed a pause to breathe.