Novel & Cerita The One Where No One's Ready

No one. Tabby

And see what happened when no one was watching. No spectacle. No board. No Fang. Just five people in an empty hallway. And the possibility—fragile, terrifying, real—that maybe he wasn’t alone anymore. 🩸

When ready. Without fear.

"What if this is exactly what they want? Us scrambling, exhausted, reacting instead of thinking clearly?" He paused, his eyes meeting mine, something calculating flickering behind the urgency. "Then we don't give them the reaction they're expecting," he said. "We prepare quietly, and we make sure whoever shows up at that gate at midnight walks into something they're not ready for.”

What if you're broken-hearted? Would you do the thing that you haven't done in your whole life? Charmane Cordova. Unexpectedly meet, this most sought-after bachelor... Bradley Hernandez, A guy that she doesn't know yet, A guy that got her attention, and a guy she had spent her whole night with... And this will be their, JUST ONE NIGHT together. ___________ JUST ONE NIGHT (English Version) By: Mairisian ***** This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, some places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

The space where it was— Empty. Silent. Still. For a moment— No one speaks. No one moves. Then Matteo exhales. “…Did we just… actually win.” I don’t answer immediately. Because I’m watching. Because I’m waiting. Because something this complex— Doesn’t just end. Ezra steps forward slightly. “Aidan.” I shake my head. “Wait.” Seconds pass. Nothing happens. No signal. No movement. No return. The space remains empty. And slowly—

“…no one will.” ***

“I get it now, so I'm screwed then, this old shit would never get off me.” Just then, Tilda called George on the phone. For reasons that, shockingly, weren't weird to me, I began to try to hear their conversation. It was a big waste of time. Just like everything I had done today, it was futile. Though George was just next to me, there wasn't a damn way I could hear anything beside what George said.

the stranger said but when he started to move away, Olliver grabbed his arm and whined, "Skaiii..wait ten minutes?" The stranger jutted his chin out, "You have five.." Olliver smiled and turned to move back to the experiment and that is when he noticed Smith standing there slack-jawed. "Oh pick up your jaw Smithson. This is not a theatre and a fly might just go into your mouth!"

"Lady, we're almost here. Be ready," I'm really nervous, but there's no turning back! I'll going to see it with myself. Tribe of Picaresque, I'm on my way. So be ready. Scratched that, I myself, need to be ready. *** ©Skies Ambrielle