Up Novels & Stories

"What are you doing up here?" #

A timeline. I could work with timelines.

a mocking voice echoes down the hall, loud and confident, dripping with irony. “You bastard… you killed my father!” Mark yells, sprinting like a beast, his eyes bloodshot with darkness. “Eh, eh… I don’t think so,” Logan lifts an AK-47 from the ground. It’s dirty, rusty, but on the gas pistons, you can just make out a black “5” with smoke curling from it. For some reason, Mark sees it too. He freezes mid-step, and Sam doesn’t move either. I can’t comprehend anything.

Forward. Forward.

implies almost there. This could be the one that works!

Make the right decision. All I can hear is a low, angry growl and I realise it is coming from me and Atari.

he whispered. “OK,” I responded quietly. Kadeer gave my body a gentle squeeze before we both fell into a comfortable slumber. Ж The constant buzzing of Kadeer’s phone and his ringing doorbell interrupted my sex-induced slumber. Kadeer was a heavy sleeper, so I had to prod him a few times to wake him up. He groaned in frustration when he picked up the phone. He had an iPhone Max, so I could also see Skylar’s name on the large screen.

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What! ^^^^