Starting Anew Novels & Stories

And for the first time since everything happened, it felt like we were standing on something new. Not perfect. Not easy. But real. And maybe… That was enough to start again.

Or maybe, just maybe, it was the start of something new— Once again; not that that means anything. ** {Revna's POV}

Wandering through quiet streets, I stumbled upon a quaint cafe. "First time here?" the barista asked, a warm smile on her face. I nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude for the simplicity of the question. "Yes, a fresh start." The barista poured me a cup of coffee, and as I took the first sip, I knew that the departure marked not just an end but a beginning. Conversations with strangers and the distant hum of a new town signaled the start of my journey—one filled with conversations, challenges, and the promise of rediscovery.

I picked up the journal on the table, turned to a pristine new page, and wrote the first line. [Apocalypse Year One, Day One. Weather: Clear. [I await the fading of crises and chaos, when all things wake to a rebirth.]

I thought— My life had finally started again.

It was a new life. One built on truth, love, loyalty, and the courage to begin again. And this time, I wasn’t alone. Not anymore.

Yes, I am ready to start a new beginning with him. I hummed along with the subtle music in my room as I dipped into the bubble bath. My mood never felt this good. I have decided starting from now on that there will be no room for pretensions and doubts anymore. It’s time to move on from all this bitterness if I wanted to have a fresh start.

They bring in the basin and fill it up with water, and I wait for it to be set up before dismissing all but one of them. "Get me some long pants. I'm going to be more active today." I tell the maid, and she nods, running off with the others. I mix the hot water with my favorite scented oils, slipping off my clothing and stepping in. The stress melts away as the water meets contact with my skin. After getting adjusted to the water, I scrub my skin with soap, scrubbing harder than necessary, and then scrubbing down my hair. Once I feel clean, I rinse off, removing all traces of soap from my hair and body, staring at my ceiling. My thoughts are muddled, as I try to remember the few times Isador

Aileen's POV Unlike every other day, today was a very busy day at a triple A company. They were going to launch a new project soon and so an important meeting was being held today, so as to go through the project for the last time before launching it this weekend. After the hideous and tiring trip, they finally were able to get right back on track and with this product they were going to seal a new beginning, a very big project that each one of them had their own contribution in. A meeting was ongoing, every single department had their representatives around so as to stand and explain if ever a problem arises today. I sat beside my boss jotting down every important thing, the man was also ve

Her emotions were swirling, but there was a strange comfort amidst all the confusion. After a moment, Aiden decided to open up a little more. “You know, we should do this more often. Breakfast outside, talking about nice things...,” he paused, watching Dea’s uncertain expression. “I mean, it might help us. Make things feel less strange.” Dea glanced at him, considering his words. “Maybe,” she replied hesitantly. “But we also need to remember that this isn’t a normal situation. We’re still figuring things out.”