The Half Known Life Novels & Stories

Silence hovered above us, and I continued to listen to his words, “Your life and mine are alike. I can relate to your life just as you can relate to mine. Only half-ranks understand half-ranks. Am I right? Believe it or not, I was denied my birthright because I was born to an omega mother. It's funny to think I have the same amount of blood in my veins as Kristoff, and yet the council still chose him over me. I am the legitimate heir to the throne since I’m the oldest. But the council and my father, whom I tried my best to make proud, fixed their eyes on Kristoff, a son of a high-status she-wolf.” I listened in silence to Lord Ulric's story, witnessing a vulnerability far removed from the ru

I was supposed to be nothing more than a doomed side character in someone else's story. After I woke up to the truth, though, I became the male lead's best friend instead—and ended up with the wealthy girl who had always loved him, leaving him free to live happily ever after with the school's golden girl. Ten years later, though, he made a very public announcement that he was single and back in town. Then, in the old class group chat that had been inactive for a long time, he sent two messages. [I'm back. We should all get together sometime.] [@Whitney Charlton, you'll be there, right?] The group chat exploded instantly. After all, everyone still remembered the golden boy we had known b

A film that doesn’t feel like anything the industry has made in years. All's the well that ends well, in this instance. About the Film: Half a Life tells the story of a trauma surgeon (Serena Rivera) who returns to her rural hometown after her estranged mother’s death and becomes entangled with two strangers who know far more about her past than they should. Set against three continents—Vermont, Berlin, and coastal South Africa—the film traces time like a wound: spiraling, never healing. Directed by Isobel Myles, who has famously refused six studio offers in the past decade and whose previous screenplay was blacklisted twice by studios for being “too still.”

The elders exchanged uneasy glances, unsure of what to make of the scandal unfolding before them. "Who says I'm without proof?" I smirked, pulling out a digital recorder. "Here's the juicy bit of Derick and Jasmine's midnight rendezvous from last night. While they played me for a fool, the kid they thought was mine was burning up with fever all alone in his bed!"

Your love means nothing to me anymore. "But—" "What could you possibly say? I only have two months left." I tipped my head and smiled. "Johan, didn't you say you were tired of me? Perfect. I only have two months left to live." Once I was dead, he wouldn't have to see me anymore. Johan's eyes reddened. I closed mine and leaned back as the rocking chair gently swayed, letting the pain swallow every sense. There was no cure. No matter how many famous doctors he found, I was still going to die.

He was dressed in a gray shirt and a black sweatpants. "Did you come all the way from Edin's street to doubt me?" "I never told you where I live. How do you know that?" "That should give you more reason not to doubt me" "And you know me as Kira. How do you know me by that name? The last time I tried asking you, you didn't give me an answer" "Then you should know I don't want to talk about it" "Do you realize my whole life depends on it?" "No, it doesn't. You are still very much alive" he stroked my chin playfully and I couldn't help but blush. Wait, I wasn't supposed to be affected by his touch, but I was.

I feel myself about to black out and it's actually true your life actually does flash before your eyes when you feel like you are dying. I literally see flashes of my whole life before my eyes in seconds it all hits me hard all at once, i never told Jack i loved him, will i go to heaven, my parents will hurt if i die, i never got married, i never had babies,i will never see my brother and best friend get married, i will die a virgin, will they cry for me and how long will it take them to move on after am gone and the last face i see in my head is Jack!

One particular conversation stood out: a series of texts between Clarissa and an unknown number. Unknown Number: "Make sure you keep Henry at very close watch. We need him to be fully committed to this." Clarissa: "I'm trying to do all I can, but it's difficult. He doesn't trust me completely." Unknown Number: "Just do your part and leave the rest. Remember, you promised to deliver." Clarissa: "I know, I know. The baby will make things easier." Unknown Number: "Good. Once the baby is there, everything will fall into place, just make sure you don't let your guard down."

Thea said, feeling embarrassed. Luke was surprised, "Aren't you Miss Fletcher?" He grew up abroad and was not familiar with the things in his home country. Naturally, he did not know that Thea's time of returning to her roots was brief. Thea explained with a smile, "My life can be roughly divided into two halves, the first half and the second half. These two lives are very disjointed, just like two completely unrelated plays performed by the same person." Luke stopped and listened quietly as she spoke.

"It has been a long fairly self-sufficient journey, Henry, and I wasn't sure I was going to last with this book considering my level of education, knowledge of words and sentence construction. To be honest, I have thought of throwing this book away and not completing it but I can't because it is my life's work. I find myself telling stories on days when I have nothing to write about and I am not sure if the stories I tell are amazing stories or just a piece of shit that people are going to struggle to read. But, my entire life's work lies in what I am writing. I know it doesn't sound decent for me to call it my life work since I have been writing it in less than a year but I have to admit, I