Those Days Novels & Stories

“You have three more days” “If after three days, the company’s money isn’t refunded?” “You’ll wish you’d never seen me coming”.

“Only on Holidays. My Birthday. Mondays. When I’m feeling sorry for myself. You?” “From time to time. What do you have against Monday’s?” She placed the bottle to her lips and tilted it back. Though this time she stopped the flow with her tongue. Julian took a generous drink of his, before turning his body on the stool to face her. “Well, it’s the first day after the weekend. Tuesday isn’t Monday. Wednesday is hump day. Thursday is for throw backs. Friday is just Saturday which starts later. Sunday is just a lazier Saturday. Monday is where it all goes downhill.”

The sun rose over Oakhaven with a clarity that seemed to sharpen the edges of the world. It was a Tuesday—or maybe it was a Wednesday; I had long since stopped tethering our existence to the artificial constraints of a calendar. The days flowed into one another, not in a blur of monotony, but in a steady, rhythmic cycle that felt like breathing.

KIAN'S POV Another week passes but not in a flash like most people would say. I have never liked the saying anyway because no, weeks and days don’t just flash by. For a business man like me, every single day is significant and meaningful. My days are characterized by meetings, strenuous office work, travels and too many important events that I get invited to so it feels offensive to have them tagged as a week that went by with barely any memories.

[11/26, 10:47] Olu Fajembola2: Epilogue & Acknowledgement {In the name of Allah} Never Blame a Day in Your Life, Good days give happiness, Bad days give experience, Worst days give lessons , And Best days give sweet memories ¤¤¤ Stay strong and Be positive when, Things Go Wrong. Don't get upset, Just pray and say. "I Will Get Through!" Always remember, Allah loves you! ¤¤¤

she said to him. " Me too Ishu..... . Me too. I also want to meet her. We have another few weeks to spend her naa. Let's hope that we will meet her again. Let's come to the cafe tomorrow too. Tomorrow is Friday. so next day we don't have work. So let's bring Diya, Sid and Ro too. Then we will be able to introduce them to Lexi too. " he said to her.

Brandon smile and kiss my lips. "Yea now I want to enjoy my Highschool Days"I say . "With You" "With me?" "Yea With You" The End Thanks everyone who support my work ,I really get a very unaccepted feedback from you Thanks for reviews ,and thanks for your views , stay tune and follow my other work , love you all stay safe and happy .

Ever wonder how time flies? because few days back, which felt like seconds ago, I got an email from this prestigious family, concerning my application, and today, I am standing in front of my room mirror, staring at my reflection, and feeling agitated. I was going to meet my proposed boss tomorrow, and I have never been tensed In my entire life. Today was the last day of my seven days training.

“Would you be here if they did not have sex?” Today, the sun beat down like a man furious on the eatery, baking human bodies along with it. Jason was on day shift and that meant he would be going home soon to see his brothers. Home was one room in their uncle’s house in Daltom where they were allowed to stay for the time and reminded constantly of how useless they were. Once Jason had thought of fighting his uncle and saying ‘fuck off’ to him, but his life savings advised him otherwise. There was no way he was going to survive outside there with three of his brothers without help from anybody. They would have nowhere to stay, that was for sure. Duke was still 11 and very stubborn; Jack was 8

" Finally, I turned around. I looked at the broken man kneeling before me—hollow, wasted, nothing like the person he used to be—and I laughed bitterly. "Dan, do you know how many days I begged you? Twenty-eight. "The doctor called you himself. He told you her condition was critical. He told you there was no more time. "And what were you doing? You were enjoying the ocean with Valerie and Theo. Chasing the Northern Lights. Checking off one wish after another for someone else's son.