Unordinary Novels & Stories

strained to get my eyes open because of the Ray of sunlight peeping through the blinds. Holy shit! I cursed and flicked my eyes open looking all over the unfamiliar room I am in. I tried to get up but a strong muscular arms wrapped around my waist and we were completely naked. What the hell am I doing In a stranger's bed?

"What the f*ck?" Lisa wandered down the corridors, passing the barbies, the jocks, the nerds, and the shadows, feeling like a science experiment as people seemed to stop and sniff as she went passed them. Another high school first day, it was safe to say she made an impression as she turned her famous glare on any that would meet her eye, but to her surprise, most would bow their head and show submission, except one girl.

Mom and dad had brought me and my twin brother Acre up learning about some war that's supposed to happen, we trained and trained but there's been no sign of a war so far so maybe this was it, maybe we could get this war over with and then I can get on with my life, Both me and Acre wanted to travel and I couldn't really see me being too far from him ever so we decided that we would go together, we loved the idea of seeing new parts of the world and if I'm honest I felt a bit suffocated here, don't get me wrong I love my family but they weren't the problem it was everyone else, because of who we were everyone our age treated us both as though we were special, you would think we were bloody go

"Oh no" *************

Naomi The place they had brought me to was truly peculiar. As I stepped outside, my senses were overwhelmed by the vibrant sight of emerald green grass swaying gently in the breeze, the symphony of chirping birds, and the soothing sound of flowing water. It was a picturesque scene that could easily grace the pages of a fairytale. However, as I ventured inside, a stark contrast awaited me. The furniture, with its intricate carvings and exquisite designs, seemed more fitting for a museum than a home. Yet, amidst the grandeur of each room, an eerie absence of warmth and vitality lingered in the air. It felt as if every breath I took subtly drained my energy, leaving me with a sense of unease.

Extraordinary. More.

I woke up with a plan. It was not a complicated plan. It did not require equipment or significant preparation. It required only that I be a normal, functioning adult woman who was capable of making her interest in another person reasonably clear without embarrassing herself. I had done this before. I was sure I had done this before. At some point in my life, before France and before snowstorms and before men with composed faces and warm hands, I had successfully communicated romantic interest to another human being, and it had gone fine.

“I’m not going to have coffee with you… Tell me what you want and leave.” “Let’s go have a coffee. I need a caffeine hit…” She rolled her eyes at the smug jerk. “Fine.” There was a café next door, she would have a coffee and fuck him off. Tristan waited as she closed up. He walked with her to the café and they took a seat at a booth. He did not look like he fit in here but it also suited him to be so normal… The only reason he didn’t fit in was because of how expensive his clothes, shoes, his watch were. Still, there was something about the man that just suited to be in a such an ordinary environment…

“High fever, as you said. Rapid pulse. But… I can’t find anything unusual.” My brow furrowed. “What do you mean, ‘nothing unusual’? She’s burning up! She’s unconscious!” “Medically speaking, Norman, there’s no infection I can detect. No signs of trauma, no fluid in her lungs, her heart sounds fine, brain activity looks normal for someone unconscious. It’s… bizarre. Like her body is in overdrive, but without a clear cause.” He shook his head, a rare look of confusion on his usually confident face. “I’ve never seen anything quite like it.”

“I think I’m learning that ordinary can be extraordinary if you choose to see it that way.” Jordan pressed a kiss to her hair, feeling a rare and profound contentment. “Then let’s keep choosing it. Every day. Together.” And in that quiet, unremarkable evening, Jordan realized that the strength in normal wasn’t about avoiding chaos—it was about creating a world worth staying for, a world where love and trust were the true victories.