The Freedom Shortcut Novels & Stories

Nods of ascent all around, and a few chuckles could be heard. “We have all had a few days off from training, and all should be rested. We will start back with the midnight shift tonight.” The crowd were divided on this, and Katalea could see Jade looking conspiratorially at her mate. “I have one more thing to share this morning, the real reason I called you all here.” She turned as the ferry docked. The ferry master himself hopped out, waving to the crowd, and made a show of securing it to the dock. A long canvas had been secured with ropes along the side. The ferry master hastened back up the gangplank, theatrically climbed to the main knot and with one tug, released the canvas. In l

Since there's nothing else tying me down now, I can finally further my studies in peace. "Oh, and here's 10 thousand dollars. Give it to Jacob for me, will you? I've finished all the paperwork. I'm leaving tomorrow morning." Elizabeth was caught off guard. "So soon? Why the sudden rush?" I kept packing as I answered, "I was worried Jacob might try to stop me when the time came. So I'm leaving ahead of schedule without informing him." Seeing how resolute I was, Elizabeth just shook her head and sighed. She didn't try to talk me out of it.

It was a message from Alex. [The wind looks great tomorrow. Do you want to go skydiving? Let's jump from the peak and into the sunrise.] I looked at the screen and smiled. The Alpha King of the northern territory had just freed me from all rules, and the wind of the southern territory was about to carry me into the sky.

I clicked on it and saw that it was from a blogger who documented her daily life. The first pinned post was a romantic birthday surprise. The blogger had prepared a gift for her partner, and coincidentally, her partner's birthday was the same as Chandler's. I scrolled down and saw a picture of Chandler's hand. There was no doubt about it. This was Karen's secret account.

“How are you feeling today?” Ding. The elevator doors opened. The sound pulled me out of my memories. When I got home, my phone lit up. It was Orion. He had sent me a photo. It was a plane ticket from South City to North City. The departure date was tomorrow. A second later, another message came through. [Honey, I’ll be home soon!] I stood in the doorway and stared at those words for a long time. Last year, I came down with acute appendicitis.

Problems, they will all pass and some new ones will appear, if you wait for them to end to be happy then that would make you depressed for life. I exhaled as a bundle of wind hit my face, close my eyes and feel it, that's what my mother always tells me to do. I used to get confused and wonder what does she mean? Now I know, close your eyes and feel the mobility of this world, the vibes every element sent. Fresh air, the twittering of birds, the roaring of engines, and the talking of people. It isn't noisy, it's life-full. A feeling you get inside that you are a part of this busy world and for people like it is a reminder to make my name known and engrave it as a good example for seven billio

I shook my head and turned back toward the studio. She did not follow. She remained there on her knees until nightfall. Anna later told me she had kneeled there for four hours before security finally helped her away. When she left, she was still clutching the soup container tightly in her hands. Anna said, "The blood from her knees stained the gravel red." I lowered my eyes to the blueprint. The tip of my pencil dragged across the page, leaving behind a long, uncontrolled line.

"Saved your life?" Jamie nodded and opened the car door. "I'll take you to the clerk's office. I'll tell you on the way."

I was tired of arguing and just wanted to escape them both. Caleb blocked my path, grabbing my wrist painfully tight. "You're not leaving until you apologize to Sheena!" "Let go!" I cried out, struggling against his grip and desperately wishing someone would help me. Just when I was about to lose hope, Caleb suddenly released me.

He suddenly felt a strong surge of fear and insecurity. Meanwhile, Jacklyn kept calling his name next to him, "Archie? Archie!" However, what used to be Archer's favorite nickname from her suddenly turned into a piercing sound loudly buzzing in his ears. Frustrated, he shoved Jacklyn away and shouted, "Who gave you permission to call me like that?" Jacklyn landed on the ground in a heap, and tears immediately formed in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks. "Archie? What happened to you?" Archer glared at her with red eyes and roared, "Nobody but Selene can call me that!"