Unstable Day Novels & Stories

÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷ Marisa has not taken a single sip of the tea and has not touched the queen cakes her mom made. " Honey, please take your breakfast," The mom being the sweet gentle woman she is begs of her. She shakes her head but doesn't say a word. "What's wrong honey?" She asks her daughter, deeply concerned. She still doesn't answer. I decide to try my luck with her. "Bestie?" She looks up quickly. "You kicked me out of your room for an ugly boy. Don't call me Bestie because besties don't do each other like that!" "Listen, I'm sorry bestie. This ugly boy here threatened to kill me if I didn't kick you out. Would you want your Bestie to die?" I lie looking at her with puppy eyes.

But to Miss Kim, this all seems to have no effect. Since the day she entered this place as the CEO of ELEMENT 14, an expressionless greeting is all, the employees working here ever got. The farthest her reaction ever went, is a proper nod with a light smile, which itself till now is a privilege of very few and specific employees working in ELEMENT 14. And about the chaos, then some amount of it is common in any high reputed company. But unlike any other day, today the chaos in this building is more than ever. Why? Because……..

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One day at a time. Together.

I didn't make a joke. I didn't even breathe properly. Because for the first time since I came to this mansion— I was beginning to wonder if Luca De Santis wasn't the most dangerous person inside it.

With that, Aunt Rockefeller deliberately glanced at Daya. Daya took a deep breath and stood up. “Auntie, I know you think I’m dragging Rockefeller down, and that I’d only cause him trouble. Don’t worry, I won’t! In five days, I’ll be taking on the Stoermers’ Test of Hell and I’ll return in two years. When the time comes, I definitely won’t be the same as my current self and I could become Alex’s helper,” Daya said. “Oh? Is that so?” Aunt Rockefeller asked.

"The tremor. It's not settling like they said. It's growing. Coordinator says the field's now half again as unstable as it was this morning." The room went still in the particular way rooms go still right before someone says the thing everyone's been avoiding. "Half again," Kaela repeated. "That's not a nine-day window anymore, is it?” Nobody answered her. Because on the second cot, without a sound, Corel's eyes had closed.

The ordinary days. The extraordinary days. Both at once.

Four days. It had been four long, torturous days since Zoe had last heard from Jon. He’d called, late at night and almost incoherent. She’d been so frightened, so worried something had happened to him or was about to. He’d sworn he was okay, but the off kilter way he spoke, the emotion quivering his hoarse voice, had led her to believe otherwise. He promised he’d be with her soon but that they needed to lay low for a few days, to ensure everything had gone according to plan. Zoe had agreed, although she knew she wasn’t in a position to argue. Disconnecting the call, she had somehow felt worse than before she picked up the unknown number. The only small comfort it provided was knowing Jon was