Things Going Awry Novels & Stories

‖ ―You don‘t sound happy. ―Well, I‘m not. I don‘t feel like being here. You know how hard it is to sing hymns about loving and forgiving people when all you want to do is hit your husband over the head with a rolling pin?‖ ―I‘m sorry, Sally. Everything started out so well. I don‘t understand what went wrong.‖ ―What‘s there to understand? Rick would rather chase a squirrel than be with me.‖

They will rain silver bullets and bombs on us without remorse. It was a bad situation. I realised it was best the triplets remained in Willows pack because this problem was now too close for comfort.

He asked as if nothing was happening. “Look, I don’t know what your intentions are but if something wrong happens, our friendship will break into pieces.” He warned. “I told you before, there’s nothing to worry about, Matt.” He tried to reassure him. “Just remember, she’s mine. You better stop this fucking joke. I’m getting tired of this shit; we already have enough problems to deal with.” “Guys, what are you doing over there? We need your help.” Stella waved at them.

--- Ariana shook her head. --- “No,” she said. --- “You’re trying to hold something that’s already breaking.” --- The system surged. --- A final attempt. --- The air tightened. --- The space compressed. --- Everything trying to lock back into place. --- But it was too late. --- Too many variables. --- Too much awareness. --- Too many disruptions. --- The structure fractured again. --- This time— --- It didn’t correct. --- It split. --- Ariana’s vision flickered. --- For a moment—

In the tension, she stumbled and fell backward, adding to the confusion around her. The situation grew more chaotic, with screams and footsteps filling the room, creating a thrilling atmosphere that was difficult to redirect back to a constructive path. Everyone felt powerless, trapped in an increasingly uncontrollable situation. They witnessed destruction not only caused by Zack but also by their inability to communicate and resolve the existing conflict.

As crazy as their theories sounded: Tom would only nod, so he wouldn’t have to deal with them much longer. It was clear to everyone that things had been going wrong ever since the pandemic. To him, it was as well, but there was nothing anyone could do about it anyway. Thank God there was not! Otherwise, you would have had to do something, and as soon as you do anything, there is a good chance it is the wrong thing. From him, at least, everyone would have expected exactly that.

Tricia said. After she left, Hailey sank into a chair. "This is exactly what the Council warned us about. More incidents. More chaos. We're failing their test before it even really began." "We don't know that yet. Maybe the specialist is fine. Maybe there's a simple explanation." "And if there isn't?" Then we were in serious trouble. But I didn't say that out loud. "We handle it. Like we always do." But even I was starting to wonder how much more we could handle before we broke completely.

he asked, and I shook my head. I needed to fix this before it escalated even more. “Wait… stop!” I held my hand out. “Fuck! Why is everything just having to go wrong? He didn’t do anything wrong,” I explained, patting his shoulder. “I did the wrong thing. I had a weird meeting with Vara that messed up my mind, and so I’m still stressed from it. Alister didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t go trying to measure your dick with his,” I said, and Roan looked at me.

Lucas sat in the hospital waiting area, his fingers tapping nervously against the arm of the chair. His leg bounced up and down uncontrollably. Every second seems like hours. He couldn't believe the mess he had just added to his already tangled life. A pregnancy scandal, family issues, and now possibly a hit-and-run? That would be the final nail. His mind was all over the place, thinking every possible outcome.

"Ms. West, something's wrong! The company is in serious trouble!" Their reckoning had arrived.