18 Novels & Stories

5 years later... Hudson's POV: It's August the 3rd 2025. Usually, Ashley and I should go out to a nice restaurant and celebrate the 5th anniversary of our marriage. Instead, I'm drunk in my apartment in Washington, D.C. celebrating by myself.

Love, Brian. I crumpled up the paper and threw it in the trash by my bed. I had to admit the dress fit me good, I didn't have too much of a figure but it fit me well. The dress was one strapped across my left shoulder which rbought out my breasts a bit which weren't very big. It also gave me a butt as well. The golden high heels brouht out the color of my skin nicely as well. Everything about the the outfit that was chosen for me just made me look more of a woman than some seventeen year old girl which I knew my birhtday had recently passed so I am now eighteen years of age. When I was ready I heard a knock on my door. I took in a deep breath and answered it to see Brian who was all dressed

"I am doing fine, Mom! I don't need you to interfere in my life." "The Hamiltons don't survive, Clara. We live. You don't even own a car and you can't wear decent clothes that portray your image as a Hamilton." She was so furious at her daughter's pig-headedness. Ever since Clara left them in Italy, she had worried about her daughter's well-being. Clara was just fifteen years when she left Italy, she had begged one of her uncles who was her father's brother to take her away from her parents.

They ate in easy silence at first, but soon, she started asking him questions. Simple things. "What's your favorite movie?" He shrugged. "Don't have one." She gasped dramatically hands on her heart . "Blasphemy." He smirked. "What's yours?" "Easy. Baby ." He groaned. "Figures." She stuck out her tongue. " What's your favorite color?" Kane hesitated. "Black." She snorted. "That's not a color." His gaze darkened. "It is to me." Mona giggled, shaking her head. "Fine. Black it is."

Sicily, Italy "Arthur, at least get married now? How long would you keep Sylvia hanging like this?" "Later." Myra was sufficiently pissed off with Arthur's idea of getting married later. This later word became a curse for Sylvia. Though she had never spoken anything or uttered a single word, Myra felt really bad for her. For the past three years that girl was waiting for Arthur. And the big boss of the Moretti family is still not taking any further steps to initiate the marriage. Arthur was almost 30 and Sylvia 24.

Chapter 8 Hannah's POV The news of the annual corporate party hit the 12th floor like a lightning strike. In a building made of glass and cold calculations, the "Cromwell Legacy Gala" was the only night where the hierarchy supposedly blurred—though everyone knew it was just a more expensive stage for the same power plays. The announcement appeared on every monitor in the building at exactly 9:00 AM. A sleek, animated invitation in gold and black: A Legacy of Excellence. Join us at the Grand Ballroom for the Annual Corporate Gala.

The sun was barely up when Evelyn received a message on her burner phone—a number that only a few trusted people knew. The text was brief and to the point: *Meet me at the old cathedral. Midnight. Come alone.* Evelyn’s heart pounded as she read the message. Kade didn’t waste time. The old cathedral was a relic from a forgotten era, long abandoned and shrouded in urban legend. It was the perfect place for a clandestine meeting, far from the prying eyes of The Tribunal.

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He smirked on the phone's camera and that is when she came out of her trance. Grabbing her hand he pulled her towards the island counter where they were cutting the cake. Charlie placed a candle on the cake and lit it. "Make a wish." Charlie mumbled and Leon closed his eyes. His hands never leaving hers, he squeezed her hand -I'm always here- before blowing the candle. The guys cheered as he cut the cake and fed it to her. Followed by Charlie, Finn and Caleb. "So Mr. Leon Alessandro turned 27 eh?" Finn nudged him in the ribs only to earn a smack on the head.

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi