Night after Day

Night after Day

  • WpView
    Reads 79
  • WpVote
    Votes 6
  • WpPart
    Parts 8
WpMetadataReadOngoing14m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jun 25, 2023
WpInfo
Fiction
Mystery
You find yourself trapped unable to do anything. Unable to remember anything. All you ever believed or trusted might be false. Can you change quickly. Will you adapt first or will your unconscious mind take over. How it feels to be aware yet unable to do anything. Waiting for that twist in your life. Something to get the adrenaline flowing.
All Rights Reserved
#207
everyday
WpChevronRight
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

  • Singed - My demon
  • Abandoned.
  • The Light within Darkness
  • Blood and Apples: An Annora Park Novel: Book One
  • Release Me
  • Broken Fairy Tales
  • If No One Else
  • Captured By A Demon

A happy childhood, a so-so adolescence. Then adulthood arrived, and everything went to hell. And by everything, I mean it. Grown-up life is truly a wonderful, dazzling adventure! A job that drains your soul, stripping away any will to live while fueling a more or less justified homicidal instinct; depression knocking at the door with a lovely bouquet of red roses and, last but not least, the remnants of a social life buried somewhere under my shoes. Not the ones I'm wearing now; those are slippers, big difference. I mean the pretty ones in the cabinet that I haven't touched in five years. Love can be destructive. It catches you, ensnares you, devours you, and if you're unlucky enough, it leaves you standing in nothing but your underwear before reducing you to ashes. I had made peace with my "and she lived single, forever unhappy but safe" fate. A house, one, four, eight, maybe twenty cats and a future as flat as a heart monitor that's given up the ghost. No joys, minimal suffering, because there's only so much a heart can take before it calls it quits. And honestly? Fuck it, I'd been through enough. ... But he changed everything. In the worst, most terrifying way possible. From this abyss, I may never climb back out.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines