The Flash Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

FLASHBACK "Hey. I know I was giving you a hard time, but I was afraid of my feelings for you. The truth is, I-I l-like you. It is hard for me to like you when you, I won't say kidnapped, but took me against my will. Things would have been better if you asked me out on a date." I laughed and took his hand in mine. "I want you to wake up, so I could argue with you again. Wake up soon please." END OF FLASHBACK

Kristina shrugged, “You can call me Flash. I get things done in a snap. What's got your knickers in a twist, Tristan? Couldn't seal the deal with Morgan last night?” "Alright, guys, cut it out!" I usually enjoyed their playful arguing; it was a constant soundtrack to our days. But today, with Boston injured, things felt different. Their bickering seemed sharper, more serious somehow. I was too tired to figure out what was going on or try to make them stop.

A flash bursts through my memories as I double over. “Jane! Don’t fight it. Just let it flow.” I hear Lisa’s voice as another image flashes through my mind. “Tell me what you see.” Her voice pushes through the flashes as it feels as though my mind is being ripped to shreds. “It’s dark and cold.” I say through clenched teeth while the flashes keep coming. “I’m running through the forest. It’s raining and I’m scared.” The flashes finally stop, and I feel completely drained and out of breath.

⸻ Flashback – The Forest “Let’s go — we can make it!” Lu said, tugging on my hand. But I didn’t move. I stared at her, heart torn apart. Her big blue eyes filled with worry. A single tear slipped down my cheek as I pulled her into a tight embrace. “It’s too late, Lu.” Before she could reply, we were surrounded. The men appeared from the shadows like wolves — eyes full of hatred and disgust. “You betrayed your kind,” one sneered. “And now you think you can run?”

# Flashback “Please let me go!” “Never! I told you, that I will only let you go when you've birthed your child!” “You know you will never let me go, why are you lying. You just want to have me and my child killed. I know this much!” “Hahahaha, since you know you will die anyway, why not keep shut and save your strength to deliver your child!” “If you really think I'll give birth to my child, so you can kill him, then you should keep dreaming because that will never happen.”

And as the Flashblubs exploded around us freezing the moment in the fake joy, I leaned in just slightly, my lips curling at the edge. "I'm going to destroy you, Damien Alaric." His eyes flickered for just a second. He heard me. Good.

**Flashback** I as usual went to the library to study and sat on my usual seat with my books for studying. After a while, I pushed my chair backward to get up when I realized that my chair bumped into someone standing just behind me. I turned around and found a guy who was passing from there got his leg hit by my chair. I asked him if he was alright, and asked him if he could accompany the canteen so that I can apologize properly. After that day we became friends and started to meet regularly. One day he proposed to me but I rejected cause I saw him as my friend always and there was nothing else. But after that day I used to capture him wherever I used to go. He used to stalk me all day. He

I was like a puppy, eagerly wagging my tail at the sight of a fresh meal. "Will you marry me?" he asked, pulling out a tiny box with a glittering diamond ring that caught the club’s lights. "No, no, no," I muttered, staring at my phone screen, but my words were the exact opposite of what I had said in the video. "Yes, stranger, I’ll marry you," my intoxicated self slurred, and a cold chill ran down my spine. My eyes darted to my hand, and there it was—the same glittering diamond ring from the video on my index finger.

My elbow slammed into another man’s face. Another came closer. I kicked him without hesitation, knocking him unconscious. I didn’t care anymore. I didn’t care what would happen to me. I hated them. I hated all of them. After that… Everything went blank. End of Flashback I blinked, returning to the present. My hands were cold. Slowly, I reached for my phone. The flight. I had moved it earlier. Earlier than planned. If they didn’t want me… then I would finish what I started.

“I deserve the best because I put in my best effort to get things done, not like you who feed on others' sweat!” I was fuming, it took all the courage within me to keep my anger in check. I couldn't believe that the people I once considered family had become an enemy zone for me. “This can't be true…” I whispered brokenly. “It can't.” Katlyn smirked, stepping forward.. "It is true. And if you were planning to get Marcus away from Mirabelle, well, it's too late. Mirabel is already pregnant with his child," My heart skipped a beat, and tears welled in my eyes. The rejection and betrayal eating deep into my skin.