Novels by Plotting TJ

My wheelchair rolled causing a creaking sound that echoed through an entire apartment. I laid on the ground, breathing heavily, my hand clutching my chest tightly. There was a high pitched frequency that kept on beeping in my ears as the room spun around me. I didn't know how long I laid there, I probably had fainted. I pushed the body on my lap away with great effort. I got up and stared at my bloody hands and the body that laid on the marbled floor. I didn't know what to do with myself at the moment, my thoughts were hazy and my body ached all over. I knelt down, tears running down my cheeks as I pushed the body of the man I once loved over to reveal his face. There were two bullet holes in his body, one was between his eyes and the other was on his chest. When I laid my eyes on him, I frowned. There was something wrong with his face, it seemed like his skin was skewered in a way. I placed my hand on his face and then touched his face and my frown deepened. His face seemed to be

I sat quietly in my room, tossing pictures of me and Throgan inside the fire. This wasn't the first time I have been fooled by a man and it won't be the last time. Most of the others didn't really hurt, but this one did. I actually did love Throgan. I loved his fire, his passion and his looks. I wanted him and I knew it deep down within me. It was hard to get any action if you were a cripple and it was even harder to love anyone. A salty tear dropped on the picture I was holding in my hand, it felt like I should at least keep this one. It was a picture we snapped with an older couple's mobile phone who thought we were taking pictures of them, but it was just a selfie of both of us. I looked silly in the picture and he was rather mischievous. I didn't even know he had it printed and I still remember my surprise when he brought it to me. I tossed it into the fire and I watched it all burn up. I turned away from the fire and then rolled myself to the table, a pack of cigarettes were

My attendant pushed me out of the house as gently as she could, however I still winced. She stopped for a while and glanced at me. “Mistress, you don't quite seem like yourself today, are you okay?” Her soft eyes searched for any hint of discomfort on my body. “I am fine Enid. I really am fine.” I forced a smile but deep down, I knew I wasn't. Yesterday's encounter was still taking its toll on me and worse was that, it was today the results of my actions yesterday will be exposed. Although it certainly put a smile on my face, I still clutched my heart. Enid wasn't really convinced but she didn't push any further. We entered the car and then headed towards the Andolopus Hardy headquarters. It was a tall obsidian monolith structure that stood apart from all others beside it. The entire building served as the heart of the multiple chain of networks that was owned by both my dad and his best friend; Mr Florentine Hardy. Although, they weren't just best friends. Mr Florentine was my fat

(Hailey’s POV)The light in the room flickered, a low hum coming from the small backup generator somewhere within the building. I wheeled myself into the cellar, glancing at the several stack of files in the room. An awful thought danced through my mind. ‘a single torch and this entire room would be set ablaze.’ A smile crept through my lips, I have always loved chaos.I wheeled myself towards the direction of the wooden desk fastened to the wall on my left. I pulled open the drawer, removing all the files in it. It was with great difficulty as my sitting position didn't allow me to maneuver much. I felt the false bottom of the drawer at last and I whisked it open before pulling the dusty file resting in there. Just as I placed back everything the way I met it, my phone rang. I bulged my eyes before placing it on silent before wheeling myself out of the room and locking it. The small security device attached to the wall beeped and turned red, indicating t