What Wonderful World This Would Be Novels & Stories

She practiced her smile—the one that didn't reach her eyes—and prepared to go back to the table. ​The brunch wasn't over. The script wasn't finished. And as she walked back onto the terrace to join the happy families, Vivienne Blackwood realized that the most dangerous thing in the world wasn't a gangster with a tattoo; it was a woman who had finally realized her "perfect" life was a lie.

He looked at the new message Zane had sent and typed out a response. winkyelfofaer: Good luck. The will of Aura: It worked. I threw an aer ball and the destructive power is crazy. winkyelfofaer: I wish I could travel to your dimension to see aer in tangible form. So…you can use it at will now?

Dear Monica, You are a wonderful lady, a very nice and strong witted one. I want to apologize officially again to you, for not loving you the way you wanted. The thing is I am deeply in love with another and you know who. You may be thinking you aren't worthy enough, but you are. I am quite sure that if my heart wasn't taken you would have been the one for me. Thank you for doing this, I know it's hard but thank you. Wish you success on your campaign for Mayor, and live the best life there is to live. These gifts I got them myself and I think they'll suit you, thank you again. Eric

But it was better than me being defiled. I wouldn't have to wait for tomorrow. There was no tomorrow. This was the end of my miserable life. I was free from the horrors of this world at last!

There were no Belvarians and no Jorvikians, no masters and no slaves—just people, free to love and live. As we sat there, basking in the rare and beautiful simplicity of the evening, I couldn’t help but wish that this was how our world could always be. A world where freedom wasn’t a dream but a reality. Deep down, I hoped this vision wasn’t just a fleeting fantasy, but a dream we could one day make come true.

And I couldn't wish for anything more than that. THE END.

“I wish you all the happiness in the world, Liv.” Yes, I would be happy. From this day hence forth, our lives would be filled with all the joy in the world. THE END.

Nothing in the world could be more perfect than this. Nothing at all.

They charged towards the gate, following Dallan's lead. Hazel ran to Abe. "What do we do?!" The warlock exhaled. "I knew I couldn't stop it, so I let it play as the universe designed. It's for the best." "What is for the best?" Hazel asked incredulously. "A war is for the best?" "You don't know the things I have seen, Hazel. Everything will be okay. The question is... how many people will be alive to witness the new world?" "Abe, can you please speak English?"

I sipped the apple juice of and alcohol I had no choice but to drink. "It doesn't matter when it's going to happen, all that matters is how we stop it," He grabbed a bottle and chugged it in one go, the news of the end of the world seeming to stress him out. I sighed as I placed my glass on the table, leaning back in my seat and putting my feet up on the table, "Relax, will you? There will be someone who will be able to stop her if when needed. In this world, there will always be an equal number of good and bad, never one without the other. It's what keeps the universe balanced, you know."