Unsteady Novels & Stories

I said while looking at the woman now bathing in frappe. I flipped my hair and walked away from them. Bad vibes!

hearing the words I gave a small scream, but calmed down when I saw that it is Manjula Madam. “I… I am trying to be fit.” I replied and she gave an awkward smile making me realize climbing ten floors is no way near fitness thing. I walked off to the cabin and sat at my table, leaning back to stop my fast breathing. Slowly I started arranging everything and then he walked inside, but glanced at me for a second. He frowned, but again turned away before reaching his table and sat down. I took the notepad and reached near him. He gave instructions and I noted them down before going back to the table. I tried to concentrate on the work, but I felt like something bad is going to happen but it alre

The old words bleed into each other. They bleed. They bleed. The hours before the change are unsteady. They are an unsteady reminder, an unsteady force, an unsteady push against my life, against my control, against what I can handle. They are an unsteady pull, a pull that I pretend not to feel, a pull that I can’t help but feel, can’t help but notice. I try not to, try not to see, not to believe, not to know. But I do.

Equal. Unbreakable.

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" He said. I was not ready for that. I was still getting use to the idea of being alone. I still need to heal. "My name Shunshine. I'm not really interested in getting to know anyone right now." I said. "Can't blame a brother for trying." He replied back with a smile. I almost gave in. He hand me a business call and told me to call him if i change my mind. i looked at the card and saw that he was a mr. fix it man. He fixed on houses and appliances.

I sang along with them as I drove slowly. "Willows come, and Willows hear as we sing to alleviate our fear We are an unmovable mountain, we remain unshakeable. No matter the trouble, our hearts are unbreakable. No matter the pain, we remain formidable, and no matter how long it takes, our victory will always be indisputable."

A loaded weapon with no safety on. “That’s instability,” I say softly. “That’s fear. Or confusion. Or both.” Carter studies the screen. “It spiked right after the breach.” “Because she felt it,” I reply. “Even if she doesn’t know what it was.” And that excites me more than the broken anchor. Because a stable enemy is predictable. An unstable one? That’s chaos waiting to be shaped. I breathe in slowly. The air smells like wet grass and early morning. Peaceful. Ordinary.

Unbreakable. Forever.

--- “Ariana, listen—” --- The connection flickered. --- “—you have to stabilize it—” --- Cut. --- Ariana’s eyes sharpened. --- “Stabilize,” she repeated. --- The word mattered. --- Not force. Not push. --- Stabilize. --- She adjusted. --- Her hand didn’t press harder. --- It steadied. --- Balanced. --- The crack responded. --- Not by widening suddenly. --- But by holding. --- The flickering slowed. --- The light steadied.