When You Reach Me Novels & Stories

Because while they want to protect me, I couldn’t live with myself if I lost them because of me. This is the end of Book one Can’t you hear me now. Please share this story with your friends. I’m working on a second book with new point of views. Things are going to get crazy.

When I opened it, it was a message with just four words. *I need to meet you.*

I have to come up with something… I went mute for a second. “Are you there? Look, I’m coming right away.” “You’re not going to meet me.”

A message from an unknown number. You should have drunk it yourself. Next time, I won’t miss.

Fiorella My phone buzzed while I was still in the shower, steam fogging the glass and my reflection. I wrapped a towel around my shoulders, glanced at the screen, and felt my stomach drop before I read the words. I know you're dying to know who I am. Meet me. Water park. Midnight. Come alone. — N. Alone.

After a brief while of struggling, he stretched and became still. By the time I looked at my phone, it was far into midnight and I realized rather tiredly that another daunting task lay ahead; trying to talk to Neilla. As I climbed back up the stairs that led to the living areas, I could only hope for the best.

"It's me!" "You?"

She didn't expect it I don't even realise I have reached my destination until I am standing in front of it. With all that thinking, I have overcome a thirty minutes walk from Natalie's. I walk on to the porch, take a very deep breath, release and then take it again and again. I'm really finding it hard to press the door bell. And my heart is beating fast as if I am going to die any moment from now. The door opens and it's aunt's son at it. He's smiling, I manage a smile and carrying him

Robbie got up, and he went on with his story, "I went to your welfare center only to find out that you left. I hired a detective to search for you, but you had already left the city. I didn't know where to look. Desperate, I ended up even meeting your dad and the pastor from the church you used to visit, but no one knew anything about you. I kept looking, hoping to get some clue about you, and just as fate would have it, you appeared right in front of me when I least expected it! The moment I saw you, I knew that it was not a coincidence. This was fate! You are my destiny!! That's why life gave me another chance to repent for what I did."

I couldn't wait to see the reactions and engage with my readers, sharing the wonders of Greece through my words. Just as I was about to delve into Brandon's diary, my phone interrupted the tranquil atmosphere. Glancing at the screen, I noticed an unfamiliar number. Curiosity piqued, I answered the call. "Hello?" I greeted, my voice filled with anticipation. "May I speak to Madam Regina Lawson?" a polite voice inquired. Confirming my identity, I replied, "Speaking. How can I assist you?" "I'm calling on behalf of the Hopebridge Foundation. We would like to extend an invitation for you to attend our charitable gala. May we have your personal email address for further correspondence?"