The Long Way To A Small Angry Planet Novels & Stories

I flick into pages after pages of words and I stopped when I saw IMAGINARY MISSION: BUILD A NEW WORLD by yours truly, Sadie Ozoa (STILL IN WORKS) written at the very top of the page. Below are, what I assume, are details or information about this “planet.” The PLANET NAME section is blank, SHAPE OF PLANET is “Earth shape, but smaller (to avoid being known)”, WHAT WOULD IT BE LIKE has “Like Earth but more peaceful, more kind, more loving, fewer fights and judging, and so much worth living in.”, WHY THE NEW PLANET writes “For the least, lost, and last. For the weak and the outcast. For introverts. For every one that deserves better.”, Lastly, WHAT THE PLACE WOULD LOOK LIKE has a drawing of a p

Mr Park frowned at the sight of the device. At the top of the screen, there was a dent which expanded to both the sides and all the way down in form of cracks. It looked like fibrous roots spreading all over the screen. "I uh, actually dropped this so can you get it fixed for me?" Miguel asked, followed by an awkward chuckle. Mr Park placed the broken phone in his pocket. "It will be done, sir." ... "This is the final plan. Blair, you will keep him busy while me and Aaron will take care of food and decoration." Jessica said, popping a flaming hot cheeto in her mouth. "He has been stressed lately, so this small party will help him relax a bit."

The call ended. "WHAT THE HELL!" I exploded exasperated, punching the steering wheel. I looked at my phone in my hands, adrenaline pumping through me, where it mixed with anger, fear, and astonishment. I threw the device onto the passenger seat and rested my elbows on the steering wheel, rubbing my face with my hands in an attempt to release all the terrible sensation that overwhelmed my entire body, rendering me practically paralyzed. "I'll start by moving a pawn, and I fear you'll lose a piece."

… On the day I finally boarded my flight, everyone understood what I meant. Many people came to see me off. Samantha was there too. She held my hand and cried as if she could not bear to let go. She asked, "Caleb, are you really only going overseas for three years? What if you leave and never come back?" I looked at her gently, keeping my voice soft and slow. "If you truly love me, can't you wait just three years? If you can't wait, then maybe we should just—"

Jaydee and Kaydee practically leaped out of their seats, eager to explore every inch of the park. As they approached the Ferris wheel, Via couldn't help but marvel at its towering presence against the clear blue sky. The massive wheel stood as a beacon of excitement, its brightly colored gondolas swaying gently in the breeze. "Wow, it's so big!" Jaydee exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder as she craned her neck to take in the full scope of the ride. "It's huge!" Kaydee agreed, bouncing on the balls of his feet with anticipation. With their hands clasped tightly in Via's, the trio joined the line of eager park-goers waiting for their turn on the Ferris wheel. As they inched closer to the fron

For some reason, my eyes began to sting with tears too. At that moment, Lily spat on the ground. The candy she had in her mouth—wet with spit—fell on my face. "That's disgustingly sweet. Candy from the street stalls just doesn't taste like it did when we were kids," Lily said. "If it hadn't come straight from Nate's mouth, there's no way I would've eaten such things." One of the purest memories I had was now part of their intimacy. I felt sick to my stomach. I looked at Nathan, and his gaze started to dart around. "Go to the prayer room and repent. I'll go get you some painkillers," he said without looking me in the eye. "As long as you learn your lesson, I'll let this go."

The place looked dead—perfect for an ambush. Mike deployed four floating drones. They hovered above, scanning every rooftop and alleyway. “Energy levels are rising,” Mike murmured. “They’re close.” James flipped his staff into a ready position. Bridget pulled out a small communication device. Clara touched her pendant, feeling its faint warmth. Then the air shifted. A sudden wind rushed past them, cold and sharp. The streetlights flickered violently. Bridget stiffened. “Incoming.” From the dark corners of the buildings, shadows oozed across the ground like spilt ink. One by one, they formed into tall, smoky figures—five of them—each with glowing red markings that pulsed like veins.

Java, 1586 The wind howled across the coast. The sun blazed from the peak of a sharp blue sky, while massive waves exploded against the black rocks lining Karang Bendan's shoreline. On a stretch of smooth sand, two men stood facing each other, separated by little more than eight feet.

He also smelled amazing. Ian had booked me in for a 42-day course at the sanitorium, but I prepared to leave by the 26th day. I stopped answering his phone and video calls. Instead, I messaged him. "There's no point forcing this, Ian." "Maybe that's exactly how I like it." I stopped replying to him and ignored my phone as it pinged incessantly. … After heading home, I wasn't in the best state. Mom helped me care for Neo, and Sasha would occasionally drop by, too. We even hired a nanny. I still felt physically and mentally exhausted, though.