Twentyfourhours Stories

I remember the first day they dragged him into the throne room. I was fifteen. I remember because he was unlike any human I had ever seen. Amelia Satori Elerius. Queen of her kingdom. Struggling to remain powerful among her enemy, the Quotan, and faced with a difficult decision as she rules in the wake of her mother's ruthless hand. Arien Demir Achilantis of Quotan. Prisoner #194 of Elerius. The day of his execution is quickly approaching, and he's still holding onto more secrets than he'd like to admit. But then fate rewrites itself. The dice is re-rolled. For twenty-four hours, he gets a chance to escape. A chance to make it back to freedom. Except the queen's life hangs in the balance. Kill, or be killed. Isn't that what they always say? But it's easier said than done.

A depressed seventeen year old female named Angel finds herself in a hospital with only twenty four hours left to live. As she tries to remember her memories she finds herself trapped within herself. Follow her journey on her last day as she recalls her life story.

"You have twenty four hours to find me."

Started: March 26, 2016 End: --------------------- **************************** "Kate wait!" Logan shouted far away from me But I just continue running fast but then I realised that I heard a honk from a car infront of me and it was Logan. "Why are you following me?" I shouted "I just want to talk to you, please Kate. Please help me. You are the only one who can help me with these. Please Kate..." Logan pleaded ******************************* It all started with a favor. A favor that can change their life, they'll have commitment to do. A COMMITMENT that might let them breakdown in the end. They might suffer from all of their struggles that they'll be encountering. But what if one of them will let go to the fact that they're falling for each other? Is 24 hours of Encounter isn't enough? WARNING: YOU MIGHT ENCOUNTER SOME TYPOS OR GRAMMATICAL ERROR. Please bare that in mind. Enjoy Reading!

A shaft of ruddy, reddish light sliced through a sliver of a window, boarded up with rotted planks. The scarlet strip landed straight across the face of the pocket watch, as though the gaze of an evil eye had glanced in from Outside and landed on the stray object. The inner workings of the little pocket watch hesitated, contemplating the silence of a century, then began to work, gliding into motion. Its soft, accentuated movement spoke to the silence, ponderous...deadly. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Twenty-four hours... ~~~~~~ Something draws my eye. A pocket watch lies on its back on a low shelf. It's unassuming, small and copper, illuminated in a sliver of light. It-it's nothing. I shouldn't be staring. But something about it is different. Something's wrong. What, though? What, what, what? I'm paralyzed, can't move, can't think. And then it hits me: the clock is moving. The miniscule minute hand is ticking away softly, counterclockwise. Like a countdown.

The past shapes us into who we become. People are a reason, a season, and a lifetime. We move, grow, and change. Forget. But in the midst of a solar flare that's about to destroy the world in twenty-four hours, forgetting is no longer a salvation. In this world, we remember the past, we remember the people, we remember the pain. For Kiah McNeil remembering means digging up a lost lover, a dying relationship with her mother, and the grief that's been hiding inside of her for five years. There is no running when the world is about to end; there is no escape from the past. There is no escape from yourself.

Elias - a vampire with who wishes he wasn't and has an unnatural love for Hot Cheetos. Ophelia - a werewolf with the ability to only become human on the night of the solar eclipse. When Ophelia appears one fateful night in Elias's neighbourhood, it's love at first sight. Everything about her draws him in - her speculative eyes, her sense of humour, and most importantly, her ethereal beauty. But Ophelia is here for a reason - the solar eclipse has arrived tonight and she only has twenty-four hours before she transforms back into a wolf. It's Elias's choice to tell her how he feels, or let her forget that he ever existed. *THERE IS NO SET UPDATE SCHEDULE - please bear with me (ಥ﹏ಥ)*