The Day After Tomorrow Book Novels & Stories

After the tour Rosa and Sofia thanked Will and went back to their room. They were exhausted and decided to take a nap till dinner time but suddenly Rosa remembered that she left the book which she borrowed in the library so she rushed back to the library. After taking the book she was heading back but stopped as she saw a faint reddish glow at the corner of the library. Out of curiosity she went there but what she saw there scared her out of her wits. She would have never imagined it in her wildest dreams.

One impossible day at a time. To be continued ---

Just held the pen above the page like she was deciding if the page deserved words today. “Day 8,” Destiny said. “The Strong One is allowed to not write today.” Elma bumped her shoulder to Destiny’s. Light. “Day 8 from me: Orphan Elma is allowed to not be strong today either.” Destiny wrote one word. Slow. Deliberate. Tore the page out. Handed it to Elma. The paper was warm from her hand. The word said: _After._ Elma held it like it was a key. “After the lie. After the truth. After the crying. After the armor. There’s… after.”

"I know you misunderstood me. But what happened because of that misunderstanding—it was real." "What's done is done. You can't undo it. The scars in each person's memory don't fade." "That day in Switzerland was so cold that it finally let me let go of the past." "Zane was the one who helped me move on." "Let's just move forward. Nico, Arlo, Rhett." "We had a beautiful childhood. But from now on, I'm going the way I chose. The way I'm looking forward to." "And I hope—the Nico, Arlo, and Rhett from those childhood days—can wish me well."

I woke up startled and Alice jumped on the opposite side of me. There was awful pounding on metal and it was so loud that it rang all around us. I stood and swayed on my legs. I was sore and cranky; I didn’t get enough sleep and because of yesterday's activity and that incident I wanted to spend one day in peace, but I guess it’s too much to ask. And yeah, I was in a bad mood, so whoever the hell was pounding out there was going to die.

Tomorrow the book. Tomorrow the world. Tonight this. Just this. Enough.

The next morning, I woke up in the king-sized bed of my luxury hotel suite. The sunlight streaming through the window made for a beautiful scene. However, I knew Jeannie's day was definitely not going nearly as well. The side effects of the X-40 anti-rejection targeted drug usually began to appear within 24 hours of injection. Judging by the timing, Elliot should have been wishing he were dead by then. As expected, that was exactly what was happening. Back in the apartment that had once been our future home, Elliot was writhing in agony on the stifling bed. With the water and electricity cut off, the entire apartment felt like an oven. However, that was not even the worst part.

"You're even calling me by my name now? You get a little alcohol in you and suddenly you think you're my life coach? Tell me, where are the IOUs?" Dad's face was swollen out of shape, with spit dripping down his chin. "Shannon acted out when she got drunk several days ago, boss. She was going to burn our son's admission letter, but we… we ended up burning the wrong envelope by accident! My life is just miserable. How's that our fault?" He spoke with tears streaming down his cheeks, as if he were the victim in all this. Mr. Jarrell stared at Dad in disbelief. Then, he kicked Dad so hard that he was sent flying to the back.

Did he sense something. Did he notice that I wasn't really reading the book? I thought, looking at the book in my hands (My Life Saver by Lilian Finn). What a weird coincidental name for a book. Twenty minutes past eleven p.m. When did time fly so fast? I survived today, tomorrow is going to be another day. "Let's get ready for it." I said, resting my head on my pillow and hugging the book, My Life Saver. ***Day eleven***

Undecim's chosen spot was out of camera view. In that corner, Olivia arranged green leaves to form a zero. The hidden message was, "Let's meet tomorrow night at midnight."