FAZER LOGINSome mistakes follow you home. Brielle Hayes is twenty-two, beautiful, and completely done with love. After a heartbreak that wrecked her at nineteen, she traded romance for recklessness, late nights, wrong decisions, and men whose names she forgets by morning. It works for her, until it doesn't. When Reid Callum walks back into her life after six years away, something she buried a long time ago starts pushing its way back to the surface. He's her best friend's older brother. Her first ever crush. And the worst possible person to feel anything for, especially now because Brielle is already tangled in a secret that could destroy everything. A forbidden affair. A pregnancy nobody saw coming. A best friend who trusted her with everything. And a family that is about to combust in ways none of them are prepared for. When the truth finally comes out, Brielle loses it all in a single night. So she runs. But what she finds at the end of that road will shake her more than anything she left behind. Secrets buried twenty years before she was even born, a mother she never knew, and the truth about where she really comes from. Some mistakes follow you home. Others were waiting there long before you arrived.
Ver mais“Fu..uck...." I said and exhaled as Dominic moved in and out of me so hard and fast that I breathed in short gasps. I didn’t want to do it and I didn’t even believe I would. But somewhere around 3 a.m., after lying awake with my thoughts running in circles, I made the decision anyway. The problems didn’t stop coming. One after another with no solution in sight but just pressure building until it felt like I was being buried under everything at once. And then there was the offer sitting there in my head like an answer I didn’t want to acknowledge. Five thousand dollars per night.My whole body froze as I stared at the ceiling, trying to understand what I had just done. I just had sex with Dominic again… even after I promised myself I wouldn’t. Even after I told myself that one time was the last time. I lay there quietly, breathing uneven, my thoughts spinning in different directions at once. I wasn’t supposed to be here nor was I supposed to be doing this. But I had, because when every
I had just come back from seeing Zara and honestly, for a few hours, things felt a bit lighter in my chest. We had talked like nothing ever happened, like the silence between us had not stretched into something awkward for weeks. That was the thing about Zara, no matter how bad things got between us, we always found a way back to normal eventually. I walked into the house still feeling that small relief in my system, the kind that only came after you’ve laughed too much with someone who actually understands your chaos. I closed the door behind me, dropped my bag somewhere near the chair and exhaled slowly, already thinking about food, rest, and maybe scrolling my phone for a while before dozing off. But the moment I stepped further inside, I stopped. Carol was home and that was unusual. She never got back this early, not unless something had gone wrong or she was too tired to continue her day outside. I looked at her properly and immediately knew something was off. She was sitting in
Weeks had passed, tests came and passed, and somehow I survived through it all thanks to Professor Marcus who surprisingly kept to our deal concerning his course. He was gonna do it anyway, not Luke he had a choice. School had been exhausting lately with lecturers acting like theirs was the only course we offered, assignments were piling up endlessly, and sleep had become something I only remembered existed whenever I saw people yawning around me. Still, I pushed through because I had no other choice. Final year wasn’t for the weak and every day felt like another reminder of that.Somewhere in the middle of all the stress, Ophelia’s insane party happened and honestly, it was the best party I had ever attended in my life. That girl was actually crazy. The party looked like something straight out of a celebrity reality show. Lights everywhere, expensive drinks flowing like water, loud music shaking the walls, and cameras flashing every few seconds. There were different young social medi
Classes had been hectic today. Tests were next week and I was not playing with them, not when I was this close to the finish line. I had stayed an extra hour after my last class going through my notes and by the time I packed up and headed out it was almost six and my stomach had been making sounds for the last two hours that I was choosing to ignore.I was starving and all I could think of was food, specifically about what was in the fridge at home and how fast I could get my hands on them, when something happened that made me forget I was hungry entirely.Ophelia was walking toward me.Let me explain something about Ophelia.In sophomore year she slept with a guy that Zara had a very obvious and very public crush on. That alone would have been enough to put her on the list but she didn't stop there. She went as far as taking pictures of herself with him while he slept and sent them to the general group chat for our whole set to see and particularly Zara. I had never forgotten it.O
The lecture hall was full and I was completely empty.Professor Langley's voice bounced off the walls of the economics lecture hall and dissolved somewhere before it reached me. I had my pen in my hand and my notebook open and my eyes pointed in the right direction and none of it meant anything bec
The plan was simple.get to zara's by noon, cook the meal we had been talking about since thursday, eat too much, watch something neither of us would finish, and call it a sunday well spent.I had my bag on my shoulder and the car keys in my hand and I was approximately four minutes from being out
Fuck!"The word flew out of my mouth before I could stop it and Zara's head snapped up from her phone immediately."What?" Her eyes went wide. "What happened?"I turned my screen toward her without saying anything and watched her face go through three different expressions in about two seconds; con
BRIELLEThe bass from the DJ booth bled through the bathroom walls like a heartbeat that wasn't mine.I had my back against the cold tile, fingers gripping the edge of the sink. My dress was hiked up to my waist and my breath kept coming in short gasps. The guy who was fucking me..Jason, Jax, Jorda


















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