The Future Book Novels & Stories

The future they would be exploring together. THE END

Before the handsome boy took a step to stop this nonsense, Alexis had already kicked the muscular boy in his baby production machine. Wasn’t he proud of because of this? She would break this so that he could not even think about seeing girls with his lusty eyes again. The muscular boy curved down in pain. He tightly held his important part and cried in pain. “Humph! Aren’t you so proud of this thing? Now you don’t even have that, so pitiful. How can your future generation come to this world now? I feel very sorry for your future children who are stuck in your pant.” Alexis said as she was feeling really bad for his future generation.

The look in his eyes was the same one he'd had when he confessed to me. A bouquet suddenly blocked my view. The guy holding it was way taller than me. "My name is Cole Clausen. Your future fiancé. Congrats on graduating." I smiled and took the flowers. "Want to take a picture?" The photo caught that exact moment. For the first time in forever, I posted. [Graduated. Going public. One like and we're getting married tomorrow.] Then I quietly liked it myself. *** Third-Person POV Joshua realized he'd forgotten to block Nellie from seeing his latest post.

I only pray that I will never lose memory of I was in my lifetime that was now going to be in the future. To be continued…. Next book “The Queen Luna.”

I turned back to it and wrote slowly: ‘What are you? The book responded almost instantly: ‘I am a Living Book. I can answer any question. I know all that was, and all that is.’ I pondered on those words, all the was, the future, all that is, the present, then what about the future? I decided to try asking it. ‘What about the future?’ I wrote. There was a pause. ‘I do not know the future. The future is shaped by choice.’ it wrote. I let out a soft giggle, stunned. “This… this book is amazing. It actually talks back, it answers anything.”

After moving to the city alone, I rented a small room near a movie theater and picked up a job there doing odd tasks. In my last life, I loved watching movies. But whenever I suggested going for one, Nathaniel was mostly against the idea. He'd scold me mercilessly, saying it was a complete waste of time. Now, it felt like I was making up for that regret. I practically threw myself into work every day. Before I knew it, half a year had gone by in the city. I'd gone from just another worker doing grunt work to a junior manager at the theater.

The future. There was only the present. And Nathan.

Thank you. At the same time, this familiar yet unknown number sent me the exact same message. As I read the last two lines of the message, the gloominess in my heart dissipated completely. The future was bright.

I was supposed to mate with that crusty excuse of a wolf from Crestborne? The future didn't look like something worth howling for.

The future was something to be excited, about something to look forward to. The End.