Twenty Years Later Book Novels & Stories

Thea didn’t really want to die just because Anthony was pissed off at Ted. Thea sat down at the desk in the corner, pulling out the graphic novel she was close to finishing. A tale of a woman who discovers she has the power to see the future, the story had gotten dark and twisty with each panel that Thea drew. She’d intended this particular story to be one volume, but the story had expanded so much that Thea could see multiple volumes in the future.

The person standing at the door was my dad, who had supposedly died in an accident ten years ago! This scene didn’t just terrify Mom. It left everyone in the room completely stunned. Dad strode forward, slammed a USB drive onto the table, and looked at Mom coldly. “Ten years ago, I discovered you were secretly abusing our daughter. Afraid that I would expose you, you pushed me off a cliff to silence me. “But heaven has eyes. I got caught on a tree and barely survived.

Everywhere was pulsating with a lively, energetic air. "Cheers!" Leanna said with a big smile on her face. "To our new lives!" "To our new lives," Gwyneth echoed, a smile playing on her lips. Sunlight fell on her face, warm and bright. She had finally become the person she'd wanted to be. As for Graham, memories of him had long since faded away, like dust in the wind.

I sat on the edge of my bed and looked at the cover in my hands. I would go back for the green book. When the time was right. When I understood enough of the present to be ready for whatever the past had to say. Stone City had spent twenty two years making me invisible. Something in that library felt like it was waiting to tell me why. I just wasn't ready to hear it yet.

Quick note: While the ending of this chapter might seem like the ending of a story, it's not, there is still much more to come. For those who followed the original books know this was just the ending to book 2. There are still 2 more books to go :) Don’t worry, the whole story WILL be completed by the end of the month, I am not planning on dragging it out longer than necessary. *********************************************** Chapter Fifty Seven *** 2 Years Earlier ***

I tried to listen, but the words came in pieces. Evidence. Testimony. Severity. Death. Rose. My chest tightened. “…the court finds…” “…sufficient evidence…” “…given the loss of life…” Loss of life. Rose was gone. That was the truth of it. Gone, and I had not even gotten to say goodbye. “…twenty years.” Everything stopped. Twenty years. The words did not feel real. Twenty years. I was twenty six. My life stretched in front of me as something empty and locked away.

Tyler replied, his words a stark reminder of the weight of our situation. His gaze held mine, unwavering, his expression unreadable. The tension in the room thickened, the air heavy with unspoken words. "What time?" I asked, taking a sip of water, my throat suddenly dry. "Ten in the morning," Tyler answered, his voice clipped, leaving no room for argument. I nodded, my stomach churning. The remnants of our meal, a testament to a fleeting moment of normalcy, were quickly cleared away. Tyler joined Joana in the kitchen, the clatter of dishes a familiar soundtrack to the end of our evening.

Two weeks later, the cops found her dried-up corpse in the middle of the street, every last drop of fluid drained out of her body. Our parents, devastated, collapsed at the same time and were bedridden. Without anyone taking care of them, they both passed away. On the other hand, Sion had vanished entirely. Some said that he was irreversibly hurt after failing to acquire a heart, while others said he traveled elsewhere in search of a suitable heart. Either way, I wouldn't get hurt now that I had completely mastered the curse. Meanwhile, time flew. Suddenly, it was a year since I had joined the pack.

" Thanks again for saving my book." "Not at all. "He took a few steps back and gave me a wink, making me want to throw the book at his handsome face and nurse it back to health. He turned his back on me and calmly followed the path to the mansion, leaving me standing there looking foolish. Ms. Kyara was no longer where she had been before and I sighed, tired of trying to understand everything that was going on around me.

CHAPTER TWO Someone once said your twenties are your selfish years. It's a decade to immerse yourself in every single thing possible. Be selfish with your time, and all the aspects of you. Tinker with shit, travel, explore, love a lot, love a little and never touch the ground. And that's exactly what I am going to do today. Today I turn twenty. The first thing I see when I open my eyes in the morning are two large ballons with twenty written on them and underneath it is a small note. From Ivan, the back says.