Novels by justris

“Perhaps for some people, waiting is not a cause for concern. But for me, waiting is a waste of time to meet my death again.” — William Austin***"Leave when you're done, I don't want to see you here anymore."The girl with black hair along her back got up from her chair, leaving William in that state. Emma's footsteps led her into the room, but stopped because William suddenly grabbed Emma's wrist and made the girl turn around and immediately looked at William with a frightened look.“Wait,” William ordered.The man had risen from his chair and was now only a step away from Emma. Emma was still trying to free herself from William's grip on her arm."Let me go.""Promise not to run away, then I'll let you go, Emm."The girl was silent, she was a woman who did not want to respond to William's words, because Emma was not going to talk to the man either."I said let go." "Hey, I'm not going to hurt you, so please give me a chance to speak first."Emma frowned, trying to swallow her fea

The atmosphere that night was very quiet. Moreover, in a small lane that will lead pedestrians to a public cemetery or residential buildings. There is only the sound of crickets and wild cats that always dominate every night. The streets are always gloomy, because there are more trees and old walls than street lampposts. There is only one very minimal lighting on the main turn. This is also very bad.The groans were clearly audible at the fork in the road. Emma, ​​who had just come from work, stopped at an intersection, tried to find where the sound was coming from. His steps were slow, his eyes looked observantly around, in which it was rather dark. And in a matter of seconds, the woman immediately hid behind a high wall.Right next to the bushes growing at the gates of the public cemetery. The tall figure that he often noticed in the office no longer smiled at him with a sweet smile, as usual. The man's eyes were wet with tears, his face was bruised, and there was a stab wound on th

"Who is Him?" Given the appearance of the man, he was very far from the word neat. The black plaid shirt is open, the jeans are torn in several places. The secretary shrugged her shoulders in disbelief.“He said that President-Director Adam had a naughty son, maybe he was,” the woman suggested.“Really, I have no manners, I just want to come in and make a scene with the security guard,” she continued irritably."Hei! You can't do that, Ma'am," he said, "then if anyone hears, it's dangerous." Sean chuckled as he received a light slap on the arm.The man glanced at the closed door before the two of them, hand in hand, hurried out of the room.***The plastic cup containing the ice cubes was shaking excitedly. William opened the lid of the plastic cup and then lifted the glass so that the last drops of iced coffee fell into his mouth. The man casually chewed on an ice cube, leaning back against the back of a plastic chair. It was too hot this afternoon, too hard for William. So, he deci

“People always have hope, maybe even a different one. Meanwhile, hope always comes with despair. Because when they don't get what they want, only disappointment remains. Whether in life or death. Other things being equal, hope is mortal. Hope is a destructive thing."***The man cuked at his appearance in front of the mirror in the room. William has decided to go out today, he will do anything, and look for anything that will lead him to find the cause of death. William was determined to come to the White Horse office to find a riddle that he might have solved.William slightly bends down and then leans his face closer to the mirror, he rubs his own chin and then smiles."Even though I've become a demon, I still look good," he said proudly. "Too bad I didn't know life was so short." A second later, he straightened back, and the prem took a short breath. He gazed at the reflection of himself from head to toe. Today William is wearing a black suit, even with glasses and a black hat th

"I won't let you all live in peace!"The young man's body is now completely controlled by William. With feelings full of hatred and vengeance, William bumped into everyone who walked beside him. If a person did not accept it, William would beat him and then he would die. He will not let people live happily. William wanted everyone to feel the same as him, even after his death. It was only then that William felt that everything was fair.All of a sudden, all the disturbances William had made stopped. Everyone didn't move from their seats. It was as if someone deliberately stopped the passage of time. William looked around in embarrassment, then stopped hitting the old man who was already beaten because he accidentally elbowed him.The man stood looking out over the deserted street. Everything really stopped. The atmosphere that had been bustling was now quiet and tense. The wind was blowing hard as the clouds suddenly became darker. The rumbling sounds began to sound like a storm was a

Second day after his death. The Grim Reaper didn't reappear, though there were many things William wanted to ask. Like, what should he know about her death? What should he do and who should he suspect? William really hoped the grim reaper would tell him.If he really died in a fatal accident, the news of his death should still be on television, in newspapers or on Internet portals. However, he only found one piece of news about his death, which said that William was too drunk after returning home from a party. He crossed the road without looking back until he was badly hit by a truck and died instantly.Thats it.After that, White Horse also did not publish any more articles about it. Even if it was a major accident, it was only on the second day after his death. The news still needs to be hot and discussed by the public. What's more, given William's position, which always attracts attention in the office, there should be many condolence articles from the most famous newspaper company