Unstable Day Novels & Stories

“If your brother warned you about this guy, there’s a reason. A bad one.” “But I don’t want to talk to him, I have been avoiding him since the promotion thing.” “You have to talk to him Miri”. Hold on for three more days and we’ll figure this out together, okay?” “Okay,” Miriam whispered, even though she had no idea how she was supposed to hold on when her world was falling apart.

" What came after that was him stalling. He would not show up. He would not sign. He would not call. He clearly thought I was going to soften, and then I was going to come apologize. The longer I went silent, the more it broke him. The pile-on online got worse. I could not buy groceries without strangers giving me looks. Later, I figured out where the new wave was coming from. Maya and her squad of friends were running it. Mason knew. He looked the other way. He did call me, eventually. "Lara, you see now. I am the only one who can keep you safe.

"Angel... what's wrong with you?" "Nothing." "We won't leave if you don't say anything," threatened Erick. Suddenly Angel turned his head with a sharp gaze. "And I'll go alone." "You're not going anywhere," Erick said firmly as he locked the car door on the girl's side. Angel leaned against his rough back while snorting loudly. "I'm on my period." Erick frowned. "Menstruation, what does that mean?" "Your period, don't you know?" Angel asked back with an embarrassed look.

It was Sunday the next day, and they should have been in Palawan by now, probably swimming in the resort pool, if only she hadn’t made that reckless decision the other day. Since they were no longer able to go on vacation, Demani began wondering if maybe she could invite her husband to join the Sunday family get-together instead. That morning, they sat together at the dining table. Van, quiet and composed, settled into his usual seat. He was dealing with a terrible hangover when he woke up, but still, he had gotten up, walked around, and prepared himself for the day.

he said. But later, when Meredith learned that I'd chosen to marry Landon, she blatantly mocked me. "I heard the zombies are so far gone that they're about to get kicked out of the Otherkin Alliance, Annabelle. They can't even feed themselves. Let's hope you don't starve to death before even getting pregnant! "Things are the opposite with the Whitefang pack. I heard they're so wealthy that they can afford to add precious herbs even when taking baths. Well, if you're willing to grovel at my feet and beg me, I'll consider giving you some of my leftovers."

Becca smirked and shook her head, helping Kendra copy her notes. "Just that you're so grumpy." Becca said and everyone held back their laughs. "I am not. Its just," Demitri rubbed his face, his eyes especially,"morning ya know." Demitri bluffed and closed his binder. "Cheer up, we're gonna study together later and I don't want you to act like an ass." Becca said. "yeah, sure. We'll see." Demitri said. The rest of the class was uneventful. Just more notes and more homework pages. The other classes were all the same. For other students, this day may have seemed tedious or even frustrating. For Demitri and Becca, this was a typical good day of productive learning.

I decided to quickly change the subject for his sake. “So what exciting things have we missed the past few days?” I asked, putting on my best ‘let’s get down to business’ face. “Aren’t we waiting for Reegan?” Zayne chimed in. “He’s running a bit behind.” I said, smirking to myself at his current predicament. “We can start without him and I’ll fill him in later.” He simply nodded in submission and launched into his report. Fortunately, most of their report was fairly routine. There had been some rogue activity outside our borders but nothing hostile, mostly scavengers looking for food. Warrior training was on track as usual, as if Dillon would allow anything less.

And we were going to visit her tomorrow at the hospital! Alexander: IF YOU GUYS DON'T SHUT UP AND STOP MAKING MY PHONE EXPLODE I'LL MAKE IT SO THAT YOU ALL END UP IN THE HOSPITAL! YOU'LL REPLACE SAMMY AND CLARE BED! GOT IT?! Brandon: Hahaha Hot Nia: Jeez.. Elven: Someone is frustrated... Mock: Sorry Kan: Finally someone said something...thanks Alexander. Team: Goodnight. Elven: WHY IS MY PHONE STILL EXPLODING?!

Panic was a luxury for people who had options. I started rebuilding. Timeline first. Thursday was out. Friday? Market day brought too many people, too many variables spinning out of control. Saturday? Ricki spent mornings at his stables, which meant Sebastián was glued to his side, those dead eyes scanning for anything out of place. Sunday. The staff had their half-day on Sunday. Possible, but household activity was chaotic, unpredictable in ways that could either save me or bury me.

"Just what the f*** are you saying right now? Why did you say that?" " Because she just got the door open?" I reply and he raises an eyebrow. " Look." I point to the computer screen and he turns to see the disturbing image of Lily standing right in front of her mom with big smiles as they both embrace each other happily at the doorstep with a little reticence to unfasten from each other. Oh f***. This day shouldn't be called a day of the week. This day should be called a catastrophe. Yes. This day is the true definition of cataclysm and we all know it.