The Other Novels & Stories

“I mean, look how far apart we are right now.” I chuckle. My chess trap is almost ready. I move my piece. “His plan was working better the past couple of days.” Jonathan nods. “You two have been busy.” He moves his pawn right where I want him to. “I heard you went to the Ocean Retreat. It's nice there. Lots of ways to keep busy.” “Keeping me busy is cheaper than paying me off,” I tell him. I move my bishop. “How much did he offer? Just curious.”

If my mother had gone to the hospital, she would have seen what was left of me. A hollow body, carved clean.

Leah’s chest tightened at the thought, but she shook her head, her voice soft but full of pain, “He just wanted someone better.” “Someone better?” Melanie interjected, her voice a mix of disbelief and confusion. “Who the hell could be better than you? Who could be better than the first daughter and heir of the Grant family?”

Not from this timeline. From another one.

What else now? *****

Why was that old hag, Helena, allowed to walk away unscathed, while she had to pay with her entire future? Elowen refused to let things end on this note. With trembling hands, she tapped into her contacts and dialed several marketing accounts she had kept in touch with. "Hello? I have a major scoop. It's about Vincent from the University of Jovelle and his wife, who has ties to the mob…"

ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀsɴ’ᴛ ɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴠᴏᴜʀ” “ɪ’ʟʟ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʟɪғᴇᴛɪᴍᴇ”

I heard the voice as it got even closer. When they had gotten to where I could see them, I recognize the girl as Christine. I didn’t know the other guy. Christine didn’t pay attention to me at first, but something pulled her and she looked at me. the words she was saying went out of her mouth when she saw me. we made eye contact for a while, but my head fell back due to its weakness