Novel & Cerita Twenty Years Later

“You put whatever you need to on there to make it happen tonight.” The man responded, “Tonight! Then another $1000.00.” “Ok,” he laughed, knowing the man was taking advantage of him. “Two hours, ok?” “Yes, yes, you come back in two hours,” he said smiling and swiping the credit card. Jason grabbed my hand and said, “I’m starving, are you ready for that lasagna?” “Yes,” I laughed as we walked out and back to my condo. “I can’t believe we just did that.”

“It was real. You’re living proof. That’s more powerful than any promise.” “I keep waiting,” he said. “For it all to fall apart. For the other shoe to drop. For something from my past to destroy everything.” “It’s been twenty years. If it was going to fall apart, it would have by now.” “Maybe.” “Not maybe. Definitely. We’ve survived everything. Viktor. Catherine. Devon. All of it. And we’re still here. Still happy. Still choosing each other.” “Yeah. We are.” They drove in comfortable silence.

With that I headed to the sleeping chambers. Emery’s P.O.V The last thing that I remembered was the coppery taste of blood and then darkness. In my own mind, I had flashbacks of when I was younger. Memories that I had thought I had suppressed long ago came flooding back to me in an instant. When I was six, I saw me, doing things with my hands, moving objects and blasting things with my mind. It terrified me to the point of where I begged my mother to let me forget what I could do. Even then, I was able to still communicate with others through telepathy. One of my greatest gifts, as my mother had put it when I was older. My mother complied only because even she thought I was too young to expe

Chapter 2 Ashley’s POV 20 years. It had been 20 years since I left this town. 20 years since I left the neighborhood, and now, I’m back. Unfortunately, for good... I’ll be moving back here for good. I’m just hoping that my old neighborhood is still here—however, that’s highly unlikely, with all the modernization that’s happening. Still, I am hopeful. But I’m sure someone had probably renovated or made something new in place of the house I used to live in.

Montana Two years Later It's been two years since I moved to America. These past two years have been the hardest and most inspirational time of my life, fighting to forget my ex who nearly made me go crazy, and building my career as a model at the same time I never knew I could come this far. At first, my parents were so worried, they thought I was alone and couldn't do it on my own, but I promised them I could do it cause I knew deep down inside of me that if I really wanted to heal then I must forget about Dominican. It's been two years and I finally did it

20 years later ***Rowen*** Some times it’s hard to believe it’s been 20 years since I almost lost my mate, my sweet girl, my Chastity. First because of my own stupidity. Second because of a horrible, manipulative female. I can’t even imagine what life would have been like if things had gone differently in any way that day, or any day after that. Sometimes I still kick myself for my own foolishness, and then I am thankful that I got the chance to make it right in every way. Life since then has been as close to perfect as one can get.

Twenty years. The number felt almost sacred as Anya stood barefoot in the garden at dawn on the first day of autumn. The air carried the faintest chill, a promise of change, while the oak tree blazed with early color. Its massive trunk and lower branches were now a living tapestry — hundreds of ribbons in every shade imaginable, layered, overlapping, weathered by sun and rain and time. Two full decades of promises, births, departures, returns, arguments, reconciliations, laughter, and tears.

He felt even more sympathy and pity for himself at this time! Why did it seem as though Matilda had not aged at all even after more than twenty years had already passed by? Why was she so beautiful that her beauty was still taking his breath away even after more than twenty years? How could her smile and faint dimples still be so attractive and alluring even after more than twenty years had already passed by? Why did Jacob feel as though his legs were already going weak just by staring at her? At this time, Matilda quickly walked toward Jacob. After standing in front of him, Matilda smiled sweetly before she said, “Jacob, I don’t think we have seen each other in more than twenty years!”

“Dorothy, Daya, Sis Maya, and you, Esmeralda. What’s going on with you guys?” “What happened to your cultivation?” As soon as Alex finished speaking, Waltz jumped on him and bawled. “You’re a bad guy. Are you finally willing to come back? It’s been twenty years. Where have you been? We thought you’d never come back. Boo-hoo...” The other women also shed tears sorrowfully. “What? “Twenty... Twenty years?” Alex was astonished. “It’s been a month or so at best since I left. How can it be twenty years?”

But then, over the phone, I heard a voice in the background—sweet and familiar, "Papa Dan." It was Valerie Kinder's son, Theo. Theo told Dan he'd already helped him check off twenty-nine items on his bucket list. Only one was left—seeing the Northern Lights. "Papa Dan," Theo chirped, "this is my very last wish. Will you come with me?" Dan's heart melted on the spot. He said yes without a second thought. Then he turned back to me and said, "Lynn, don't overreact. I already checked—it's just one day. It won't affect the surgery.