Win The Day Novels & Stories

“Just tell me what you want, Jake.” “You already know what I want, I want a rematch.” “And you thought the best way to get it was to kidnap my mate instead of kindly asking? When you do this, nobody will look at you the same ever again. If you have to cheat to win, then it wouldn’t be a win at all.” “I don’t care about that, just know that I’ve got the upper hand…just know that I’ll win.” “When…?” Zayd asked him. “Five days from today, 11pm sharp, when the moon shines at its fullest. I’ll bring her here, if you win, you can take her back with you, but if you lose…both sisters will belong to me.”

She thought about winning, and how it still felt like someone else was playing. --- *Friday | 11:00pm | Elena’s Apartment* The whiteboard: *DAY 1. WHITAKER IS MINE.* Elena stood in front of it. She had won. She had the facility. She had the board, almost. And she had an enemy who was still in the walls. “Day 1,” she said. “Let’s see how long it lasts.” ---

Tonight we didn’t break. We didn’t fall. We didn’t give them what they wanted. And that? That’s a win. For now.

He looked out at the audience with clear eyes, appearing completely at ease with addressing a room of socialites and billionaires. "This was a difficult race this year. Three vessels capsized, several were severely damaged, and many ended up returning to harbor. As such, the winners circle is small this year." He pulled a small piece of paper from inside his tuxedo jacket and read aloud. "In third place, with a time of forty-five hours, twenty-seven minutes, and twenty-one seconds is: Seas the Day!" Applause filled the ballroom as two young men sauntered up to the dais to accept a small bronze colored trophy. One of the winners raised it above his head in triumph before walking from the stag

He looked out at the audience with clear eyes, appearing completely at ease with addressing a room of socialites and billionaires. "This was a difficult race this year. Three vessels capsized, several were severely damaged, and many ended up returning to harbor. As such, the winners circle is small this year." He pulled a small piece of paper from inside his tuxedo jacket and read aloud. "In third place, with a time of forty-five hours, twenty-seven minutes, and twenty-one seconds is: Seas the Day!" Applause filled the ballroom as two young men sauntered up to the dais to accept a small bronze colored trophy. One of the winners raised it above his head in triumph before walking from the stag

I didn’t know what method he used to get into the base, but he was standing in the corridor. He looked exhausted, his hair messy. When he saw me, he was delighted. “Anna, you’re finally willing to see me!” He grabbed my hand, but I shook him off. “What do you want me to do for you to be satisfied?” “Jackson.” I called his name in a low voice and said seriously, “Today is the last day.” “I know!” he said urgently. “About the weapons, don’t worry, I—” “I’m not talking about the weapons.” I interrupted him. “I’m talking about us.”

carrying loveth into their arms and throwing her high up in the air. "Shit! We lost." Justin frowned, glaring at Jackson. "I don't know about you all, but i did win today.. and so, I am a winner." Annie Blackwood announced smiling proudly. "Well.. that makes two of us." Justin seconded. "And that is the end of today's Fun Day, see you guys next time." Racheal address everyone happily. "Thank you for this Racheal, I had a great time.. and it's been long I have had one." Annie Blackwood hug her tightly, then left.

Austin walked into the elevator. Before Matt and the others could get in, he pressed the floor button and closed the doors. In the narrow and closed-off space of the elevator, Austin leaned against the wall, feeling extremely tired. "Is three days enough time for them to have a winner?" The fights in the Campbell family were beyond his capabilities. Even Mason and Taylor, who were heirs like him, couldn't intervene for sure! This was a matter of position! If three days wasn't enough time for Walter to defeat Dorothy, Austin could only resort to his last move.

If he won he would target me. “Exactly” He looked me right in the eye and I knew he would do everything in his power to win and if he did he would make me do what ever he wants for a day. I had to fight away the stupid butterflies that decided to wake up in my stomach. “Deal” I grunted at him. God all I could hope for now was that I would win. “Well now that is all covered I will head off, a messenger should come and drop of an invite to you in the next 24 hours”

My eyes were bloodshot, burning with something close to obsession. I pulled out my phone and called someone. "I need a favor. Track someone down for me." Then I stood up, the pendant pressed so tight in my fist that the edge bit into my palm. I didn't let go. I was going to find her. Wherever she was. Whether she wanted to see me or not. I was going to bring her back. Even if I had to beg on my knees. Even if it took a lifetime to make it right. Layla. I'm coming. Wait for me.