The World Between Us Novels & Stories

in its place. "Six days," she murmured. … When Gwyneth woke up the next morning, Asher was already home. He had dark circles under his eyes, clearly from a night of too much fun. Gwyneth ate her breakfast. Asher looked at the whiteboard and frowned. "What's with the six?" Gwyneth kept a straight face. "Six more days until we leave for abroad." Six more days until she could finally end this 12-year relationship and walk away from him.

This was war. “You have no right,” I spat. “Oh, but I do,” he said smoothly. “It was a simple transaction. Legal. Transparent. And now? We’re partners.” I wanted to scream. This was worse than before. Because now, he was inside my world. Now, I couldn’t escape him. I took a shaky step back. “I swear to God, Chester, I will find a way to undo this.” His smile was slow, deliberate. “I’ll be waiting.”

It turned into an elderly woman before it died. Garrick stood over the body of the wolf that had now turned into the body, and with a lot of satisfaction across his face he said. “And that is how you win,” he said coldly. “Mercy has no place in this world, that my dear js what you should always remember.” Irvine pressed a fist to her mouth, fighting back the urge to puke. Meanwhile the both of them weren't the only ones in the forest that morning. ***** Jeweled had smelt them even before he saw them.

He loved Ben so much and religion wasn't a barrier to their love. "Yes, and why did you ask about it?" He looked into Aisha's eyes. "You know sometimes, it's not all about love. It takes great understanding to reach a compromise between two partners of the opposite world. Do you understand her enough if she insists on not converting to Islam?" "I've never wanted her to convert forcefully too, I've never spoken to her about it and I won't force her if she isn't willing. Religion differences doesn't disturb us from living together as man and woman." He explained.

I could not understand a thing. I laughed. Maybe, I missed the hint. I found myself on what seemed to be a deserted island. I dragged myself up and stood back to observe the island that offered me a safe haven. In the midst of what seemed to be a tropical paradise, beautiful flowers along the banks of small streams running perkily through the trees. It felt like a dream world. I walked and walked as the echoes stopped.

​The office of Dr. Sterling Vance sat atop a glass tower in the heart of downtown, overlooking a sprawling American skyline that shimmered with the cold promise of industry. Everything about the space was designed to be "neutral"—the beige suede walls, the soft jazz playing at a low decentralized frequency, and the scent of expensive white tea. In the USA, even a marriage crisis was a luxury to be managed with precision.

I walked into the convention center with steady steps, my heels kept clicking softly against the polished floor and I also made my posture look so calm and professional. This wasn’t the place where my marriage ended, this was work and I was here as Ava Collins, an independent consultant, invited for my expertise not as someone’s discarded ex-wife. Leo walked beside me with his small hand wrapped tightly around mine with a quiet reassurance against the strange new world around us. He was putting on a simple navy blue outfit with his hair neatly combed and every movement carried the careful curiosity of a child discovering something unfamiliar. His eyes widened as he scanned through the room l

“Welcome to my world.” He shakes his head, still looking baffled. “Okay, hold on. Show me a picture.” I blink. “A picture?” “Yeah,” he says, leaning forward on his elbows. “If she’s been telling everyone we’re together, I want to see who she even is.” I laugh again, but I pull out my phone. “Fine. But don’t freak out.” “I’m already freaking out.” I scroll through the team photos until I find one from last season — the whole group lined up on the ice. Sabrina is front and center, smiling like she owns the world.

*Chapter 15: Warmth* The door closed behind them and the world changed. Sound changed. The wind that had been screaming across the cliff was cut down to a low hum. Footsteps didn’t sink. They echoed. Wood under her borrowed feet instead of sand. The house held air that didn’t move like the sea. Beatrice froze just past the threshold. Her eyes moved fast, cataloging everything wrong.

Padgett's Pov The walk home was long our houses were that far off from each other, what business does a poor lowlife have in living in a place as classic as Adrian's estate, I guess the reality is starting to Dawn on me that, we are from two different world I was the dark while he is the light, I never thought my home from his, it's this far because I never walked home, Cameron would always drop me off before he goes back home and later on we would meet to have little fun but now I want to limit my contact with him but can I stay away because our families are extremely close and mom will not take any excuse, if I decide to cut him off completely maybe I could just avoid him at all cost, he s