Novels by Helena

The walk through the courtyard felt like a walk to the gallows. Every snicker, every muffled laugh behind a locker door, felt like a physical stone thrown at my back. The news had traveled faster than a wildfire: I wasn’t the "Mystery Girlfriend." I was a "clout chaser," a girl who had built a shrine out of old memories for a man who didn't even want to breathe the same air as me.The new girl, Elena, didn't even have to say anything. Her presence was enough. She walked beside Rocco, her hand casually tucked into his arm, radiating the kind of effortless grace that made my desperate outburst in the hallway look like a toddler's tantrum."Look at her," I heard Sandra whisper as I passed. "Imagine lying about dating someone like him. How pathetic do you have to be?"The tears were hot and stinging, but I refused to let them fall. I ducked into the library, seeking the darkest corner, but I wasn't alone for long."Hey," a soft voice said. Lorenzo slid into the seat across from me, his us

The walk through the courtyard felt like a walk to the gallows. Every snicker, every muffled laugh behind a locker door, felt like a physical stone thrown at my back. The news had traveled faster than a wildfire: I wasn’t the "Mystery Girlfriend." I was a "clout chaser," a girl who had built a shrine out of old memories for a man who didn't even want to breathe the same air as me.The new girl, Elena, didn't even have to say anything. Her presence was enough. She walked beside Rocco, her hand casually tucked into his arm, radiating the kind of effortless grace that made my desperate outburst in the hallway look like a toddler's tantrum."Look at her," I heard Sandra whisper as I passed. "Imagine lying about dating someone like him. How pathetic do you have to be?"The tears were hot and stinging, but I refused to let them fall. I ducked into the library, seeking the darkest corner, but I wasn't alone for long."Hey," a soft voice said. Lorenzo slid into the seat across from me, his us

The teacher hadn't arrived yet, and the classroom was a buzzing hive of gossip. I sat at my desk, my heart doing frantic gymnastic flips. Rocco was only a few rows away. Every time I glanced at his sharp profile, I felt a mix of the old schoolgirl crush and a new, terrifying adult attraction.Suddenly, a group of girls ,the same ones I had fed those "Imaginary Rocco" stories to for years,swarmed my desk."Cathy! Oh my god!" Sandra squealed, leaning over my shoulder. "You weren't lying! He’s breathtaking. Why didn't you tell us he was coming back today?""He looks like a literal god," another whispered, casting a hungry look toward Rocco. "You are so lucky. How did you keep a guy like that secret for so long?""Wait, guys" I tried to protest, but the momentum was a freight train.Sandra stood up on a chair, cupping her hands around her mouth. "Hey, everyone! Listen up! In case you were wondering who the mystery guy is ,this is Rocco, and he’s officially Catherine’s boyfriend! The d cou

Bianca walked towards her face filled with flashes of surprise and something I can't place a word for.“They are here” He murmured almost sounding like a whisper She grabbed my hand and walk me through the crowd till we got to the garage I saw two grown tall men with their back facing us ,it looks like they were having a discussion,besides them was a flashy 2024 Lamborghini,one appears to be dressed in designers from head to toe and the other just a simple,well ironed and stylish casual wear I was waiting,everyone was waiting just for them to take that final turn to register their looks ,their back profile appears effortlessly charming that makes me linger for their look.Everyone standing still ,they were engrossed in what they were saying ,out of impatience I walked towards them and take that final look Lost in both eyes I could see a striking resemblance of what the image i held of them,the one with a casual outfits looks the most Charming and breathtakingly handsome,his skin t

I took my seat while he ignored my greeting ,hoping it was a mistake or he didn't hear me “Hiii Francis” this time more louder, just enough for my conviction He looked up ,scan through me ,and went back to focusing on his food Already feeling uneasy I summoned more courage ,”you don't have to be rude , why send me a letter when you don't want confrontation” already getting pissed at his unruly attitude He lifted his eyelid twitching it in irritation “Can you tell me why you are here” He blurted out as if my unsolicited visit was irritating his gutStill decided to push harder“You're acting so different from the flirty love message you composed in the letter” I smiled trying to break the Ice between us “Letter?” he smirked “Are you I'm your Dreamland” a smiled still curled up in his face “I sent you a letter,for what reason,you think I had sent a love letter or something to a slutty bitch like you?” His voice more louder than a whisper that few people around us could hear I t

Things were going pretty well ever since then ,Bianca on the other hand was helping with killing every thought about me thinking of Rocco. We spent the weekend burning all my diaries and stacking all the love letters I've gotten in the last and looking for the perfect match to replace Rocco On to the next ,I said as I munched the last pieces of the Pringles “Francis Jakes”“Frn…cis… Jakes” I mumble as I type the name on my phone to get information about him He look so striking cool I scroll down and I found out he was one of the top politician son and also the heir to his father company, to me he's not looking bad lost in my, athletic ,smart ,host of the top reality show Ted talk ,lost in my thoughts “What's that” Bianca mumbled as her gazed lingered on in my face “He's not bad” She stood up and ran towards me to check the information I dug about him She reads through ,what do you think He's okay He's not just okay ,Cathy see ,he looks like a perfect substitute of little Rocco