Novels by King somi

CHAPTER 122: THE MESSAGECHARLOTTE'S POVI barely slept.Every time I closed my eyes, my mind replayed the same moments.Max sitting on the edge of my bed.Maya pulling away from my hug.Sophie's strange response.None of it made sense.And the more I tried to convince myself that I was imagining things, the more suspicious everything became.By morning, I was exhausted.I reached for my phone before I even got out of bed.No new messages from Sophie.Nothing from Maya.Nothing from Max either.I stared at the screen.Maybe I was making a big deal out of nothing.Maybe everyone was simply busy.I was about to put my phone down when a notification appeared.A message.From Sophie.My heart skipped.I opened it immediately.We need to talk.That was it.Four words.I stared at them.Then another message appeared.Not here.My eyebrows pulled together.What did that mean?I typed quickly.About what?The typing bubble appeared.Disappeared.Appeared again.Then nothing."Sophie?"I sat u

CHAPTER 121: THE DISTANCECHARLOTTE'S POVI should have realized it sooner.I hadn't spoken to Sophie in days.Not since the last time we matched on the dating app.I opened the app while lying on my bed, expecting to see the usual notifications.Instead, I found myself staring at Sophie's profile.Her name was still there.Sophie.My thumb hovered over our messages.Why hadn't I noticed that we hadn't talked?I was about to close the app when another thought crossed my mind.Maybe I was overthinking things.I tossed my phone beside me.A knock sounded on my door.Before I could answer, it opened.Max stepped inside.He looked nervous.That alone made me sit up."Can we talk?"I stared at him."About?""Us."I sighed and moved over, giving him space to sit.Max sat at the edge of the bed, his hands clasped together."I don't want us to keep pretending everything is fine."My stomach tightened."I know I messed up," he continued. "And I'm sorry."I said nothing.He looked at me."I sho

CHAPTER 120: THE DISTANCECHARLOTTE'S POVI should have realized it sooner.I hadn't spoken to Sophie in days.Not since the last time we matched on the dating app.I opened the app while lying on my bed, expecting to see the usual notifications.Instead, I found myself staring at Sophie's profile.Her name was still there.Sophie.My thumb hovered over our messages.Why hadn't I noticed that we hadn't talked?I was about to close the app when another thought crossed my mind.Maybe I was overthinking things.I tossed my phone beside me.A knock sounded on my door.Before I could answer, it opened.Max stepped inside.He looked nervous.That alone made me sit up."Can we talk?"I stared at him."About?""Us."I sighed and moved over, giving him space to sit.Max sat at the edge of the bed, his hands clasped together."I don't want us to keep pretending everything is fine."My stomach tightened."I know I messed up," he continued. "And I'm sorry."I said nothing.He looked at me."I sho

CHAPTER 119: THE MESSAGECHARLOTTE'S POVI woke up to seventeen missed notifications.For one beautiful second, I thought maybe I had slept through an entire day.Then I saw the name at the top of my screen.Austin.My stomach dropped.I hadn't heard from him since I sent that pathetic little maybe we should just be friends message.I'd convinced myself he was ignoring me.Apparently, I was wrong.I opened the chat.Austin: We need to talk.That was it.Four words.Somehow, they made my heart pound harder than any long paragraph could have.I stared at the screen.Then another message appeared.Austin: Not over text.I swallowed.Of course.Because apparently my life had become one giant collection of conversations I didn't want to have.Max wanted another chance.Mom wanted her perfect little family back.Maya wouldn't even tell me why she was angry.Sophie thought everything was fine.And Austin wanted to talk.What could possibly go wrong?I typed.Me: About what?The three dots ap

CHAPTER 118: OKAY WE'RE OVER CHARLOTTE'S POV Dinner was painfully perfect. Mom’s lasagna tasted like guilt and melted cheese. Max played the role flawlessly laughing at her jokes, complimenting the food, asking about my trip while conveniently skipping the part where we’d broken up weeks ago. I smiled until my jaw ached, nodding along like the dutiful daughter and “girlfriend” Mom clearly still believed I was.By the time we cleared the plates, my nerves were shredded. I grabbed Max’s wrist. “Kitchen. Now.”He followed without protest. The second the swinging door closed behind us, I dropped the act.“Drop the whole shit, Max,” I hissed, keeping my voice low. “The babe, the hugs, the perfect-son-in-law performance. What are you doing?”He leaned against the counter, running a hand through his hair. “Your mom reached out. She said you seemed off after the trip and thought seeing me would help. I didn’t correct her because I wanted to talk. For real.”“Talk?” I laughed bitterly. “We b

CHAPTER 117: : OH IT’S THAT KIND OF SPECIALCHARLOTTE’S POV By the time the bus rolled back into town, my entire body felt like mashed potatoes.The good kind, though.Warm and weirdly soft because the past few days had been a lot.Too much.Way too much.My brain was still replaying everything with Austin like a movie marathon I didn’t ask for.Him saying he liked me.Me saying I needed time.Us nearly kissing under the cabin lights like some cheesy Netflix romcom.And now?Now I was going home.To my safe space, to my room, to my bed, to my peace.I practically jumped off the bus with a level of enthusiasm that made Maya laugh.“Why are you smiling like a Disney princess who just got promoted?” she asked.“Home,” I said dramatically, throwing my arms out. “My bed. My shower. My WiFi. My sanity.”Maya nodded. “Valid. Go off, queen.”We grabbed our bags, said bye to everyone, and my mum pulled up right on time.“Sweetheart!” she said, waving out the window like we were in a parade.“

CHAPTER 40: QUEER QUEENMAYA'S POVBy the time lunch ended, Charlotte was still pacing like her sneakers were about to catch fire. I tried everything: jokes, threats, dumb theories, nothing could calm her. So I promised I’d help her after school and dipped for something I actually couldn’t miss:My club meeting.AKA:The Queer Student meeting, my happy place, the only group in this whole school where people don’t treat me like I’m a walking rainbow sticker with attitude issues.And, okay fine, also the place where my girlfriend would be.I walked into the art room we meet here because the counselor says it’s “creative and freeing,” but I think she just likes the pastel beanbags and the moment I stepped in, I felt my shoulders drop. Like I could breathe again.The room smelled like acrylic paint and cheap vanilla candles, and the walls were covered in pride flag collages. Someone drew a giant lesbian flag shaped like a dragon. It’s perfect. I want it tattooed one day.“Hey!” Sienna wav

CHAPTER 39: I KNEW ITCHARLOTTE'S POV I kept checking my bag like something inside was going to magically ring. It didn’t. Nothing buzzed, nothing lit up, nothing even shifted. My phone was just… gone.I tried to stay calm, but my stomach wouldn’t stop twisting. I checked the table again. Then under the table. Then inside my locker, which I already opened twice. Then my bag again, because maybe it was hiding for fun.“Where’s your phone?” Maya asked, chewing gum like she had zero stress in the world.“I don’t know,” I whispered. “I swear I put it on that table for one minute. One. Minute.”Maya squinted at me. “Maybe you dropped it?”“I’m not a toddler,” I snapped, then instantly felt bad. “Sorry. I’m just ugh, I feel weird.”Maya stopped chewing. “Weird like what?”“Like someone touched my stuff.”Her shoulders lifted. “Why would anyone want your stale phone?”“It’s not stale.”She raised a brow. “Girl, your screen protector has cracks that look like a map of Africa.”I groaned. “M

Chapter 38 : I'M NOT JUST A LIAR, I'M HOT TOO WILLIAMS POV My fingers were still locked around her wrist like it was the only real thing left in this fucking night. “Anna…” The word scraped out of me, rough and desperate, like I could pull her back with just her name.She stopped for one heartbeat, the world narrowed to her face under the buzzing streetlight. Those big eyes usually full of fire or that shy spark when she looked at me were drowning in sadness now. Pure, quiet heartbreak. She didn't say anything, she couldn't but by looking at her face, I could hear one billion things and that only made my chest ache.She didn’t yank away. She simply slipped her hand free, slow and final, like she was letting go of something she’d never really had. Her fingers brushed mine one last time, cool against my skin, then nothing. She turned and walked away. Gravel crunched under her shoes, each step carving deeper into the silence.I stood there like an idiot, watching her back disappear i

CHAPTER 37: YOUR WHORE IS CALLING ANNA'S POVMy hands shook on the steering wheel as I drove away from Piper’s house. The loud music from the party still rang in my head like a bad headache. The cool night air came through the open window and touched my hot face. It smelled like rain and trees from the woods near campus. I did not hook up with anyone at the party. I couldn't Piper had pulled me downstairs, given me a red cup of beer, and showed me guys with strong bodies. But every time a guy smiled at me, I only saw William’s stupid sexy cocky grin. Anger burned inside my stomach. It mixed with the cheap beer I drank. My shirt still smelled like weed smoke and spilled vodka. I held the wheel tighter. My knuckles hurt and my nails dug into my palms. Arghhhh Enough. I was tired of waiting and feeling like a fool. I needed answers right now.I stopped my car hard outside his building.The tires made a loud sound on the road. The parking lot was almost empty. A few streetlights buz

CHAPTER 36: ANONYMOUS MESSAGE ELLA’S POVThe doctor’s words still echoed in my ears like a death sentence as Hudson drove me home in silence. The sterile smell of the clinic clung to my clothes antiseptic mixed with the faint metallic tang of fear and sweat on my skin. My knee wouldn’t stop bouncing, the fabric of my jeans rubbing raw against the car seat.Hudson’s hand found mine again, warm and steady, but it only made the ache in my chest sharper. “Ella are you okay? You know you can talk to me and you don’t have to go through this alone.”I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat burning like acid. Tears blurred the passing streetlights into hazy streaks. “I don’t know what to do, Hudson. I just… I can’t breathe.” I inhaled deeply before continuing “William doesn’t even want me anymore, he choose Anna And now this?” My voice cracked, raw and ugly. A sob tore free, shaking my whole body. I pressed my forehead against the cool window, feeling the vibration of the engine rumble thr

CHAPTER 35: FUCK! TYLER IS A GREAT KISSER WILLIAM'S POV My phone buzzed on the passenger seat again. Tyler. The same message from earlier: “ Come to the usual spot. Room 214. I need you tonight.” My stomach twisted. I was driving slower than I should, heart hammering like a drum in my chest. Nobody could know. Not my boys, not Anna, not Ella fuck, especially not them. I was straight in everybody’s eyes. This thing with Tyler… it stayed hidden. Always.I parked way in the back of the hotel lot, under broken lights where shadows swallowed my car. The night air felt cold on my skin as I pulled my hood up high and walked fast, shoulders hunched. Every car that passed made me flinch. What if someone saw? What if they recognized me?I knocked on the door twice, quick and quiet. It opened fast. Tyler stood there, looking fucking sexy as always. Tight black tank top stretched across his broad chest, showing off those defined pecs and arms. Low slung jeans hugged his thick thighs and that p