Thirty Days Novels & Stories

I frowned at him. “I am going to make you fall in love with me” with that he took my lips into a kiss which had me wanting more. Both of us were breathing hard. With that kiss, he sealed the deal. “Why thirty days?” I asked. “Guess” he smirked at me. “Just tell me already” I whined. “It’s your birthday” he said. “Oh” I scrunched my nose at me. “I am not much fan of birthday’s” was all I replied.

he asked, leaning against the doorframe. "Yes, thank you," I said. He looked at me with a gentle expression. "You've been through a lot these past three years." My nose stung, and I said nothing. "You won't have to suffer anymore," he said as he straightened up. "I live in the building across the street. If you need anything, just knock." Life at the institute was far busier than I had expected. I arrived at the lab at 8:00 am every day and didn't leave until 10:00 pm. Still, staying busy was a good thing. It left me no time to dwell on anything else.

*Chapter 83* Thirty Days* *Word count: ∼1860~words* The envoy left at dawn, and with them went the last bit of quiet Red Fang had earned. Thirty days. That’s what the council gave them. Thirty days of no attacks, no border shifts, no excuses. After that, River Claw could move again. And if Red Fang struck first, the council wouldn’t intervene. The parchment had the seal, the date, the names. It didn’t make it feel any more real.

For thirty years, she had always been like this with me. No one around us would ever say Claire didn't love me. Everyone said she loved me more than she loved her own life. Even during the car accident, her first instinct had been to shield me. She hadn't cared that she'd ended up with three broken ribs. And yet this woman who loved me so desperately had deceived me for thirty years. I closed my eyes and forced down the suffocating emotions surging through my chest. Then, beneath her worried gaze, I pulled my hand from hers expressionlessly. "We're done."

“Thirty… days? ” “Yes.” “Why me? ” “That”, he said, lowering his voice, “is what I’m trying to figure out.” The room felt too warm. Or maybe that was just me melting. He extended his hand. “So, Miss Brooks. Do you accept the offer? ” I stared at his hand. His eyes. The city is behind him. My mind was just about my empty wallet. Thirty days with a billionaire. What could possibly go wrong? “I…” My voice wobbled.

"One month. They want you to start at the beginning of February." One month. Thirty days. Four weeks. That's all the time we had left before everything changed.

she added, rereading the will. "62 days..." I sighed. "What did you say?" Kathe asked. "I'll be 28 in exactly 62 days. I'm single. I have 62 days to get married." "But... with whom?!" Kathe said, as she slumped back into her chair. I was speechless. My mind is racing. "Where am I going to find a man to marry in 62 days?"

Felt his cock stir against her ass through the robe. I don’t want the thirty days to end. The words hung there. Simple. Naked. True. He turned her around slow. Made her face him. Hand still on the collar. Thumb brushing the padlock. Say it again. I don’t want to leave. I want to stay. After the thirty days. For as long as you’ll keep me. His eyes searched her face. Looking for doubt. Hesitation. Lies. He found none. You understand what that means?

Alice's POV I didn’t sleep a wink last night. Not when an impending doom was looming in the corner. The system suddenly glowed bright, startling me. It’ll take some time to get used to it. [GOOD MORNING ALICE.] [WELCOME TO DAY 2 OF YOUR REBIRTH.] [DAYS LEFT BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: 28] [PREPARATION RATE: LOW] [STOCKPILE RATE: LOW] [SPECIAL LIFEFORM CONDITION: HEALTHY.]

My security team will escort your crew off the property in fifteen minutes. John’s face flushed a deep, furious red. He slapped his rag down onto the desk, leaning forward. "Are you out of your mind?! We worked sixteen-hour days for you! We kept our mouths shut about these crazy blast doors and underground tanks! You can't just throw my men off the site like common criminals!"