The Day Before Yesterday Book Novels & Stories

"Rosalia, I was wrong… Please come back." Just then, a wave carried a drifting bottle onto the beach. Inside was a yellowed piece of paper containing my neat handwriting. "Jared, by the time you read this, I will be gone for good. Not just gone, but never existed at all. The system gave me seven days. I could have fixed everything, but what you did was enough to make me give up. Farewell. I hope you and Melody find happiness."

The next morning, just before 7:00 AM, Heather woke up. She smiled as she saw the notification for her train departure and the package in transit. She had already packed everything she needed days ago, and the remaining items were only the essentials she would need for the coming days. Once everything was packed, Heather left the place she had once considered home, without looking back. - Meanwhile, Mitchell suddenly woke up in Bethany's bed, his chest tight with unease. His heart raced as the feeling of panic grew stronger. He glanced at the clock, then quickly got dressed.

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***

His shadow cast a long black shape on my book and I found it hard to read some of the parts. “Blue,” This time it was Red. I felt his hands on my cheeks and then I was looking at his face. My brother’s hand is warm and nice. He’s the only person I like being with me. I like Gray too. I also like Ash. He sits by me when I read. “Blue, we have to get dressed. You remember what today is, don’t you?” I do remember what today is. I also remember what yesterday was. Today was Wednesday, yesterday was Tuesday, the day before yesterday was Monday. And so I nod at Red, because I knew what he was asking me.

But before things could go further, their desire was already leaving for his office, not bothering to even look at them. Man Hae, like every time, was already so done with their “eyestalk”, and headed back to her table, not forgetting to greet back every one passing by, with a warm “seeming” smile, coming straight from the brain rather than heart, cause why not, after all, she is not at a place to be cold or ignore any one of those which she has to work with, and why involve heart when they are not at all at someplace for her to do so. And with this all, the normal, just normal day of CLAD started, with everyone being drowned; some in the figure, and some in facts

~CAMILLE~ When I returned to the room, my eyes caught a book on the stool beside the bed. It was the one I had been reading yesterday before the heat—A Wolf Before Title. He must have taken it with him yesterday, since I was clinging to it before he arrived. That was thoughtful of him. Since I had nowhere to go today, I decided to read until the day ended. Picking up the book, I settled onto the bed, lying on my side, and opened to the next page. I hadn’t even finished the first paragraph when a thud came at the door.

Jeremy's words cut like twin daggers, each one plunging deep into my chest. My ravaged body could no longer hold itself up, and I crumpled backward. Just as my consciousness wavered, one of the nannies, Marilyn Turner, rushed down from the second floor, shouting, "Mr. Sterling! Mrs. Sterling! Carl's burning up!" Through my hazy vision, I saw Carl cradled in her arms, his face flushed crimson, his eyes tightly shut, and his lips murmuring faintly.

Her eyes immediately lit up, eager for gossip. Apparently, Mr. Jarrell had shown up at my door last night, asking for the IOUs. Mom was her usual self when she opened the door. Two bottles of bourbon were already set on the table. "Oh, you're here, Mr. Jarrell? The IOUs aren't going anywhere. Let's have a drink first. We can play a few rounds of cards while we talk." She tried to cover her guilt with hospitality and expensive liquor. Mr. Jarrell chuckled. "Alright. Looks like you're still so good at welcoming people!"

"You madman!" He lunged at Justin, who deftly dodged. Xavier lost his balance and stumbled over the open window, half of his body dangling outside. "Help... Help..." he cried out, desperately trying to hold onto something. However, all he managed to grab was Justin's sleeve. Justin looked down at him, then yanked back his hand. Xavier fell straight out of the window. I walked to the window, gazing down at the crimson mess below. "You said in my previous life, an eye for an eye, a life for a life. This is payback for the life I previously lost."

, but before the old lady could complete CEO intervenes,” just throw her out of my cabin right now or else I am going to fire you all”, ordering his guards Just burn each and every copy of this book or else ....”, But before she could complete her sentence suddenly her voice gets husky and his facial expressions starts changing, and she again continues,” I am going to. “, and once again before completing her sentence she ends up hitting wall of the room exploding her mind like a bomb and soon her blood spills all over the room which leaves both of us scared So not having any other option with just ended up burning each and every copy of the book which were collected across the globe but stil