The Great Divide Book Review Novels & Stories

Deborah smiled and linked her arm with the old man's, "Grandfather, thank you so much for accompanying me in this play." Conor sighed lightly, "I am your only granddaughter, shouldn't I be cooperating with you?" Deborah said, "Grandfather, if I married into the Keller family, I would be able to elevate the Hester family to a higher social class." Conor nodded, "That's true, but wasn't Professor Keller disagreeing with you before? How did he suddenly agree?" She sneered, "The substitute was destroyed, faith collapsed, and at this moment, what a man needs is someone who fills his heart and eyes completely."

I stepped back right away, keeping space between us. "Ms. Glover, we're divorced. Show some respect. I'm not interested in your past." She looked hurt by how cold I was. "Don't be like this, okay? You've thought about me too, haven't you? "I know I was wrong. I didn't listen to you. I insisted on letting that intern assist in surgery. He couldn't handle it and caused the accident. I've paid almost my whole fortune in compensation. My license is gone. I have nowhere to go now.

The crowd erupted in enthusiastic applause. "Well said, hero!" "Long live loyalty!" "Support the hero!" Seeing the one-sided response of the public, Henry and Carrie could only slink away. As they left, they were still cursing, "Timothy, you'll suffer karma!" However, no one paid any attention to their malice. The hero had returned, and justice had been served. That was enough.

The drive to Elais Vance's apartment took twenty minutes, and I spent most of it staring out the window, thinking about everything that had brought me to this moment. The divorce, the inheritance, the crash that killed my brother, the explosion that killed Mr. Lawson, the brakes that had failed twice now, all of it led back to the same place, to the same people, to the same lies. Merald was quiet beside me, his hands tight on the wheel and his eyes fixed on the road, and I could feel the tension radiating off him, the fear of a man who had already lost too much and couldn't bear to lose more.

“Oh, this, this is my realm, the highest plain of which I reside and only I can enter, not even the other gods have the power nor permission to come here. I was actually very surprised when you got inside, I didn’t consider the possibility that someone who isn’t even a god, a normal human was able to enter here. You were very lucky indeed to be the only person to ever get inside here and be able to have a conversation with me like this.” “Ow haha, I guess I am quite lucky indeed but how do I go back?” “I can just take you back whenever you want. Are you going to leave already?” “Yes haha, I still have to finish writing the chapter of my novel I left unfinished earlier; I want to improve the

POV DARLENE The Great Divide was not just a sea; it was a liquid graveyard of lost memories. As the Grey Pack’s starlight-vessels cut through the churning, violet waves toward the Eastern Continent, the air grew thick with a scent I hadn't smelled since the day of my rejection: the cloying, funeral sweetness of winter lilies and fresh-pressed silver.

For a moment, the sexual tension and political hostility receded, giving way to a deeper and quieter curiosity. "This book talks about the Great Division," said Freya, pointing to a paragraph. "From your point of view, of course. It says here that the wolves were chosen to rule because humans were 'too weak to contain the darkness.' It's a convenient lie to justify tyranny, don't you think?"

The reality where what we want and what we get are two very different things. I have somehow always wanted to find a suitable mate so that I can be free from my dad’s shackles. But not just that, I wanted to be loved and to love. Instead I ended up with a mate who will just make issues worse with my dad. A mate who I can’t even talk about. A mate who wants to just reject me and render me useless. Their fate…. I thought and shook my head as I dropped the book I was reading on the table. Dams it was already 2pm. When did it get so late and I haven’t even taken breakfast?