The Infinite Moment Of Us Novels & Stories

"She seems to be livestreaming too!" someone shouted. The scene instantly descended into chaos. With a grim expression, I opened the livestream and saw a face that was emaciated, consumed by madness. It was Abigail. "Get Connor here!" she screamed at the camera. "If I don't see him within ten minutes, I'll kill myself at the headquarters of Foster Group!" Suddenly, my phone was taken from my hand by Grace. She gently smoothed the crease between my brows and said, "Don't worry. Let me take care of something this trivial."

Because in that moment, the game had truly begun. And this time everyone was all in.

the voice chuckled, “were a pain to get.” “What’s the hell…” I whispered under my breath. The screen blinked again — now showing a faint image of what looked like… a mask? Smiling, expressionless, like a porcelain doll. “You’re probably wondering what this is,” the voice went on, still smug and snaky. “Short answer? You’re all dead. Long answer? Congratulations — you lucky little corpses have been chosen for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.” My blood ran cold. “Dead?” I echoed, my voice barely a whisper. I could feel my hands trembling.

An unknown ID. ‘This is your last chance. Make your decision now or regret it forever.’

“You should smile more, Mommy. You’re pretty when you smile.” Before I went to bed, Derrick's text came in. “Thank you for honoring my invitation, Mickey. It meant a lot to me and to Tom. I will definitely do this with you again and again. I wish my wishes come true, my dear Mickey.” I stared at the message for a long time before putting my phone away, I realized something had shifted. For the first time in years, I could see another man in my future.

"We don't have time for your carefulness. They're already moving pieces." "Then let them," I said. "Let them think they're winning. I'll gut them when they least expect it." Neither man appeared convinced by my statement. The room was dense with smoke and tension when my burner buzzed on the desk. I froze. Cathan glanced at it. "Who is it?" There was one blocked message on the screen. I opened it, and just ten words were displayed on the screen. The Elders meet tonight. You are not invited. The air thinned in that moment, and Cathan's face lost colour.

I even made a video of our memories to mark the end of our time together. But when I arrived at the venue, everything had already been changed. My favorite white roses were replaced with bold red ones, and the tablecloths were switched to match. Meanwhile, the video I'd worked so hard on had been replaced with footage of Blake and Wendy being all sweet and loving. I thought I wouldn't care. I was about to leave, after all. But when I thought about that video, I couldn't hold back the tears. It had all our rare moments together over the last three years.

Or at least that's what Roman thinks it is. ‘Michelle You know what you did. Your dues will be paid. I’m here to collect. Yours forever ‘til death,’

Nox misses moments like this when they're alone. CONTINUED...