Heat Death

Heat Death

  • WpView
    Reads 7
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadOngoing22m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jul 17, 2017
WpInfo
Fiction
Action and Thriller
Tickets to Mars. Sell everything - got to get on, only so many seats, so many rockets everyday. Got to get on before it's too late; sell the house, the car. Melt down the jewelry and sell it for spare change. Sell the clothes; you're not going to need one, they'll give you nice, clean space-suits when you get there. No, don't bring the baseball cards, you're not going to need them there anyways - there'll be plenty else to do. Leave the goldfish, he'll be alright, I promise. Only one suitcase, now - you're not going to need that, no, just leave it. TICKETS TO MARS read the sign in demanding red letters. Pasted on the billboards above the lonely highways, flashed across the screens in the abandoned shopping malls, played on the screens in the empty movie theaters. GET YOUR SEATS TODAY - and then, tagged on ominously at the end - BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • From Yesterday
  • 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄
  • Sold To My Husband (MxB)
  • The Outsider (Original Version)
  • I Sold My Virginity
  • Higgs & Soap: Galaxy Delivery
  • 𝕳𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖘, 𝕳𝖚𝖍
  • The Ignorant Garden
  • INSATIABLE
  • Deep Desires : Miss Mafia

A Mars story that not all people will understand. But that's okay. It's just for the people that do. Join Yvette and the Leto brothers on Mars Island. Live like a dream, because: Jared, sometimes we all just want to buy an Island and disappear! (Preferably with Mars only 30 seconds away...) *** I'm on the stage. It's dark, hot (even for Croatia) and way past everyone's bedtime. I sat there, staring right up at the star-filled night sky. I thought I was alone. Well, guess what? I wasn't. He was there. Course he was... He was Jared Freaking Leto, after all. When was he not there when anyone needed him? I had only known him for a heartbeat, and yet he'd never let ME down... What was going on inside that head of his? The mystery of those blue orbs, the beauty of a smile. Was it to last? Or had it just been a peak? He was nothing but trouble. By now, I knew that much for sure. ~ 24 hours ago... ~ A near-death experience, a concert, passion, grief, love and lots of laughs. How much can possibly happen in one day?! This is my story; From Yesterday. My last day at Mars Island and the first real day of my life. *** Short and sweet. Obs! There is some strong language involved! Updates once a week, every Saturday, with the great finale on 26th of December, 2020.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines