Three Days Novels & Stories

he asked shakily. Alice giggled gleefully and looked at Liam pitifully. "You're hilarious! There's a three-year age gap between me and Vanessa. Can't you tell us apart? "Or is your brain just not all there? Or perhaps you've known the truth all along but are too afraid to admit it? Are you doing this to try to hide the fact that you are a sc*mbag?" Alice seemed to have lost her mind. Right now, it seemed that she wanted to take everyone down with her.

"Well,I can only wait and see if nothing really comes in the way.Because to tell you the truth,I rarely believe anything you say to me,Maxim because you've let me down for three years." "Then I guess I just have to prove it to you now.She'll go abroad.And even if she comes back someday,she'll not be in contact with me.I will never make you feel insecure again." I felt conflicted and then I thought of something. "Fine.I'll give you three days.Within three days,no matter what happens,you won't make me feel insecure.No matter what happens,you won't cancel on me.If you can choose me for three days str

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.

Kia They came at nine. Not together because that would have been easier to read. Ryder first, then Kratavak behind him, and Liam last, which told me everything about where the argument between him and Ryder had landed. Liam's expression was the careful blankness of someone who had lost a negotiation and hadn't finished processing it. "Three days," I said immediately. "Ryder, you said three days." "I said I'd consider it," Ryder replied. "That's not what you said."

I had planned a Wednesday the way I'd spent five years planning everything with attention, with care, with the quiet intention of making something feel like it mattered. I stared at it all on the center console. "You planned this," I said. "You planned a thirty-day list," he said. "I planned a Wednesday." I didn't trust my voice right away. So I took one of the cups and held it with both hands and looked at the screen where the trailers were just starting and I breathed carefully, the way you breathe when you're trying to keep something from rising.

Maybe it's the flu? “Are you okay in there sweetie,” a concerned voice asked from the other side of the stall door. “It sounds like you got it real bad. It was like that for me with all three of my pregnancies. Just hang in there, it’ll get better.” I froze. Standing up on shaking legs, I pulled out my phone and looked at my menstrual cycle tracking calendar. My last period was 38 days ago. It’s over one week late.

Because the word was starting to fit too easily. The leader smiled faintly. “There were three.” Rhydan went still. Draven didn’t react outwardly. But I saw it. A shift. A recognition forming. Three. My breath caught. “…three what?” The creature’s eyes locked onto mine. “Three anchors.” The bond inside me pulsed again. Harder this time. I winced. Not from pain— from pressure. Like something pressing outward. Waiting. The leader’s voice softened slightly. “You were never meant to carry it alone.”

Three days is not a long time. Three days is, in fact, the exact amount of time a person can go from being a person who is happy to be a person who is panicking. Three days is the exact amount of time between. I want people to know I am with you too, and I have not heard from him since Tuesday, and I am a person who is fine.

Just because I left a window cracked for half an hour, my younger brother caught a cold and ran a raging fever in the middle of the night. Enraged, Mom locked me inside a freezing, thirty-below cellar. "How on earth did I give birth to a cold-blooded monster like you?! You won't be happy until you've killed your own brother, will you?! Since you love the cold so much, get your butt down there and cool off!" Down in the dark, I sobbed and begged Mom for mercy, but the biting cold slowly drained every bit of warmth from my body. Mom didn't care in the slightest. "I'm starving you for three whole days to teach you a lesson! This is what you get for being a jealous brat!" My brother's feve

The night Ronan Blackwood's hunting ships set White Reef ablaze, I took off my royal crown and boarded the Black Sail alone. If he spared the merfolk still alive, he could keep me. The human boy who'd been promising to marry me since we were children now commanded the most ruthless pirate fleet in Grayhaven. In his cabin, he seized me by the waist and kissed me hard, leaving me breathless. He claimed me with such desperation that it was clear the years apart had only made him crave me more. We spent three days in his cabin. At dawn on the fourth, I stirred as he slipped his arm out from beneath my head. I was still lying on my side when he emptied a basin of