The Day After Tomorrow Novels & Stories

If, if Chance was strong enough to survive what was coming. Tomorrow. We'd know tomorrow. One way or another. Tomorrow would, would answer all the ifs. All the questions. All the, all the uncertainty. Tomorrow. Just, just one more day. One more night. One more, one more chance to hold him. Love him. Hope he'd make it. Tomorrow. And then, and then we'd know.What

****** Here is the chapter of the day my lovelies, I was trying to write the next, for this delay, but I am literally asleep so you will have it tomorrow. Let me know what you think!

“I only came to remind you that tomorrow is the day.” My heart sank, tomorrow, the fight. I stared at her, but Amber’s confidence only seemed to grow when she saw my reaction. “I hope you are ready for what happens next, Stella, because after tomorrow, everything will change.” She gave me one last smile before walking away. I remained at the doorway until she disappeared down the corridor. Only then did I slowly close the door. I leaned against it for a moment and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. Tomorrow was the day.

Betty exclaimed while smiling at him and tap his shoulder to go and change his school uniform. Felix went to his room. When he was inside his room he sit in his bed and look at nowhere while he was thinking what has happened to him. "I never imagined that I always brought unlucky events to myself. When will it be stop?" Felix uttering those words to himself while he lie down in his bed. Two Months Later... Felix was still late in waking up every morning. Knowing that it was the day he will finally graduate from his Business Administration course. He was still lying in bed very calm while sleeping.

I laughed, shaking my head as they sped on, whooping and hollering as they leaned out the windows, obviously enjoying their new freedom, too. I shook my head, smiling as heat filled my cheeks at having been busted, but it felt good to hear. A moment later, the song ended and Garth Brooks’ If Tomorrow Never Comes came on the radio and I started singing along. It was a sad song, but had such a great message, that if he were to pass away, would the love he gave her be enough to last the rest of her life.

June 20th Yvonne: "I went to the doctor today. I'm pregnant. Four weeks along. When are you going to fix this?" Cody: "What can I do? What am I supposed to do?" Yvonne: "I don't care. If you don't deal with the kid, I'm not marrying you even if you divorce Jasmine." June 22nd Yvonne: "Here's an idea. Let's kill Phoebe and pin it on Jasmine. If she's in prison, you'll inherit everything she has. Then we can get married and have kids." Cody: "You think that'll work? Isn't it a little risky?"

Five years ago, I saved Gina Fields through a bone marrow transplant. After the successful procedure, Levi Robbins asked me to stay, promising to repay my kindness. After five years by his side, we were finally getting married. Yet, on what was supposed to be our wedding day, Gina dramatically passed out right in the middle of the ceremony. When I begged Levi not to leave, he pried my fingers away and snapped, "Caitlyn, this is a matter of life and death. How can you be so heartless?"

My teeth bit down hard on my lower lip, until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. The craziest revenge I could carry out... was to leave alone, dragging this broken body with me. "Am I pathetic?" Rio didn’t answer right away. After a long silence, a deep sigh came through the receiver. "Hold on for two more days. I’ll arrange everything for your departure." After hanging up, I slumped to the ground and sat there for a long time. I couldn’t see the light outside fade from day to night. At dinner time, Anthony came upstairs and walked into my room on his own.

“Tomorrow—.” “Tomorrow you’re having dinner with Mr. Melton.” Cursing under his breath, Andrew pressed her again, his voice ragged. “Then Lily can have dinner with you tomorrow night.” Evelyn shook her head, attempting to slide past him. “Andrew, let me go.” Shifting, he blocked her escape. “When’s the next event?” “July fourth.” Andrew gave a frustrated groan, let his head drop to rest his forehead dejectedly on her shoulder. “That’s absolutely not going to work for me.”

Ivy continued, her resolve unshaken, "Tomorrow marks the 31st day of this month, and after tomorrow, I'm leaving back to my house. My one-month stay with you is over." The revelation struck Gerard like a sudden storm. His eyes dilated in utmost surprise, as if the passage of time had escaped his awareness. The reality of Ivy's impending departure sank in, and he found himself grappling with the realization that he might lose her once again. "No, Ivy, you can't go back to that evil Senator's grip again. Let me help you, Ivy. Please forgive me," Gerard pleaded, his voice filled with desperation that seemed to be endless. But Ivy, her determination unbroken, remained steadfast. "Forgive you? Ge