The Future Diary Ep 1 Eng Dub Novels & Stories

" Ethan said, but made no move to pick up the underwear. In fact, neither did I nor Felix. We only stared at the little black box, and the books that also fell out. Felix exchanged a look with me. "No." I said, knowing that he wanted us to snoop. "Oh come on, what if it shows like all the women he targeted?" Felix took up one of the book. "Holy shit." He said, then showed me what he was looking at. The first two pages were nothing but my face. The following pages were like diary entries.

They were the Next Frequency. Everything had reached its most cosmic note. We had faced the harvester and chosen the "Decay of the Future" over the "Perfection of the Past." "Twelve chapters left, Emma," Félix said, his daggers appearing in his hands. "Then let's teach the kids how to fight," I replied. It closed with the sound of the memory-rain starting again, a rhythmic, vibrant promise that our story was still being written, one messy heartbeat at a time.

Visibility dropped to almost nothing. In the last video, he looked into the camera and forced out a smile. “Serena, look. I made it back to the highest point we ever climbed…” Then his foot slipped. “Wait… this ice isn’t stable…” The camera spun wildly, then went black. The last line beneath it read: failed to send, no signal. My heart jumped once, hard, then slowly settled. Kane stood beside me, his hand resting lightly on my shoulder. “Do you want me to call it in?”

Hindi. Imposible. Boses ko iyon. Hindi ako maaaring magkamali. "Hi, future me." Napahawak ako sa bibig habang unti-unting namumuo ang luha sa mga mata ko. Kasunod noon ay isang mababang boses na agad kong nakilala. "Hello, future me." Napalingon ako kay Lucien. Nakatitig lang siya sa recorder, tila nakakita ng multong matagal na niyang hinahanap.

"She's getting grounded when we get back. If she learns nothing from this, she'll run off again." Nathan answered warmly, "All right, all right. I'll handle the grounding myself so my wife doesn't have to work too hard." Lily shouted indignantly, "Mommy, Daddy, you're both so mean! I'm not talking to either of you!" She puffed out her cheeks. Nathan and I exchanged a smile and decided to let her off for the moment. The man behind us still had not left, but I would never turn back again. The End.

Rhett was holding up a glass of juice, asking if she was thirsty. Me? Zane took my hand and led me onto the stage. Mr. Jordan took the microphone again. "Tonight isn't just a welcome home party for my son Zane." "It's also to officially introduce his fiancée—Freya Corleone, heiress of the family." "Save the date—eighth of next month. Drinks are on us." Thunderous applause. A wave of congratulations. From the food area came a sharp crash—a plate and a glass shattering at once, followed by a yelp as Daisy got splashed on the foot.

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After completing the shower, when he was about to get dressed up, that's when he got a call from his assistant that the meeting has been postponed, with a sigh Zayn hung the call, "what do they think of me, huh? After calling me that the meeting is urgent, now they says that it is postponed, I'm seriously annoyed, only if they've said it earlier, I might've stayed with Luna right in the hospital only." While he is being frustrated, out of a sudden, the little diary of Luna fell down, Zayn picked it up from the floor, due to wind the papers turned by themselves, that's when Zayn noticed today's date written, Zayn curiosly looked at that, but that's when he noticed that Luna writing about toda

According to the diary, the alarm was a sign that a Xenobeast had entered the base area. "If you're not ready to fight, it's better to just stay at home," I whispered, reading the sentence in the diary. "Huh?" Somehow this diary felt like it was talking to me. Duna's writing style was quite unique and felt familiar to me. There were only bottles of water and soda in the fridge, but I found plenty of snacks in the cupboard. The contents of this cupboard are even much fuller than the contents of the refrigerator. Duna seems to prefer snacking than cooking. Well, that's not bad.

"After we get married, you can quit your job and enjoy life peacefully at home. We'll have a few kids. Even if you can't see, I'll still make you happy." So, he had already planned out my entire retreat. There was a noise at the door, and I instinctively turned my head—but I couldn't see anything. "You must be Nina, right?" It was a familiar female voice. "I'm Indya, Anthony's friend. I came to visit you." My hand, holding the cup, tightened slightly. "I heard you lost your sight in an accident. I was once blind too. I understand what it feels like to struggle in the dark."