The 100 The Book Novels & Stories

The Ghostwriter looked up at the white line high above, smiling sadly. “I didn’t write the title of Chapter 100,” he said. “Nobody did. The Author left it blank on purpose. She said only the characters could decide what the final page is called.” Suddenly, the giant Eye swung its red light toward the book. “Found you,” the machine voice hissed. The book started burning at the edges. “Listen!” the Ghostwriter yelled over the crackling flames. “I can send you to the 100th chapter now. But there’s a catch. To get there, you have to skip Chapters 61 to 99.”

He had always been a proud man, and in the nine years I've known him, he had never once lowered himself to anyone. His pitiful demeanor at present reminded me of an abandoned puppy begging its owner to allow it to return home. "Can you please give me another chance? Oh, right! I consulted a doctor, and he said that Carl has a high chance of recovery. We can—" I didn't wait for Andrew to finish speaking. Time waited for no one, and chances shouldn't be given to those who didn't care for them. Despite his scarred heart, Carl had continued holding onto that tiny shred of hope and given Andrew a whopping 100 chances.

Meeting the Haasan and the Naval was quite awkward, especially when I got close to them talking about myself, but Lily was in her little world, avoiding eye contact with Kareem. I took one glance at him and immediately thought of a real-life Aladdin. This dude was dashingly handsome, with dark comb hair neat, the same height as the twins, beautiful copper skin, and his aura screamed Prince Charming. A guy like Kareem would have the whole female Indian population falling to their feet. I felt like my best friend of Rachel in Crazy Rich Asians, which was the BEST movie I ever saw. Lily and I saw it right after school before we practiced our lines.

I pretended not to notice. Only an idiot would turn that down. Valerie walked over to me. "Give me your PayPal account." I had no idea what she was planning, but I obediently gave her the account number anyway. A few moments later, my phone chimed with a pleasant notification sound. [PayPal transfer received: 5,000,000 dollars.] I froze in shock. How much? Five million was an astronomical figure to someone like me. Valerie looked at me calmly. "If it's not enough, tell me and I'll send more."

That night wasn't going to happen again in this life. I went home and dug out my old diary that I'd hidden in a deep corner of my wardrobe. I was ten years old, homeless and wandering the streets at night when Graham—18 at the time—took me in. He was cold and aloof with everyone else, but he was very gentle with me. I knew that I had fallen in love with him when I was old enough to realize it. However, it was a secret that I could never reveal to anyone else. I grabbed the diary and tore it to pieces, shredding every page. Then, I threw the scraps into the toilet and flushed them down.

STATS OF SENAN: STRENGTH: 35 HP Power: 51 HP Intelligent: Max level 100 HP Agility: 85 HP The leader of Black Eyes were named Lex. Lex receive a message while he was on the transaction of Drugs. When he open the bags of drugs he saw the message of Mother Tree and only Lex can read that message. When he read the message Lex immediately killed the person he made transaction with just a few minutes and after that Lex left. STATS OF LEX: STRENGTH: 78 HP Power: 48 HP

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But it only takes one book to change that completely. Just before Wes and Olivia knocked on my door, I was reading ‘Legend’. Turning on the Tv, I go right to Netflix and click on once again “The 100.” Olivia squeals clapping her hands, “You finally started watching it! It’s so good isn’t it?” I nod my head just as Wes turns around, “What is?” “The One Hundred duhh.” Olivia says, “Where these people live in space and get sent down to earth. It’s literally the best show ever.”

"Miss Luca why did you apply for the position of my personal assistant? I am sure you have heard I am a very arrogant and ruthless man." This time When she spoke her voice was firm and confident . "Mr Monteiro I applied for the position because I have always dreamed of working in an esteemed company such as yours. Plus I have the qualifications and I need a job. I have also heard of your reputation but still you are the president of one of the worlds most successful business empires and I believe a stern attitude is understandable as you want the best for your company and in my opinion you do not get the best if you are "soft" or so to speak. "

Mandy's voice wouldn't stop ringing in his head. "How do you even deserve—how do you deserve..." His hands trembled as he covered his face. The cold sank in, choking off whatever was left of his voice. He didn't. He never did. *** It was my first time in Amiraka, and everything felt off. Thankfully, an old friend was at the same grad school. He helped me land a rental—small, but cozy enough to feel like mine. Classes, late nights at the library, killer views, and food that actually tasted like joy—life was finally good.