3rd Pov Novels & Stories

I cursed, which sounded more like a moan, "What should I do?..." *** Third person POV The next morning, on the highest floor of a car company. A pretty male so gorgeous that he received stares even from his female business partners who came to propose a deal with him. All of them end up signing the deal without even minding if it ends up being more disadvantageous to them.

Cela just smiled. The viewing starts in a few minutes. Everyone gets ready to take their seats. Almost everyone came except for Nate. Good thing, Lora didn’t tell Cela about her invitation. It was supposed to be a surprise for her but fate surely has a different plan for the night. A mix of emotions sweeps the viewers of the TV adaptation of the book. It’s the last of the three in the series and it’s quite different from the first two stories that were carefully planned.

Third person POV As the young man watched his girlfriend being fucked mercilessly by someone else in front of him he couldn't help but to try and rush forward once again but was still held, gritting his teeth he glared at Mia "Babe what are you doing! What do you think you are doing!?" but Mia was long gone out of the world, he could hear her boyfriend voice but the pleasure she getting overshadowed her thinking, she moans non-stop from the onslut, her breasts bouncing up and down in the air.

Wordlessly, he took the seat beside her and put his head on her shoulder. It was long after the crowd of sympathisers cleared out of their house that he was to learn what had happened. Pippa had gone swinging on the sets and had tried to balance on one of the sets still intact. Only it wasn't as intact as it had seemed and it had given out under her pressing weight. She had fallen into the broken pieces on the ground. The longest one had gone right into her. Apparently, Odessa had been right on the porch when it happened. That accounted for why she had been the most shaken up. The poor girl. I daresay she must have had to take several therapy sessions to cope with the PTSD.

The man commands. And the hell breaks loose. THIRD PERSON POV Two armies charge at each other as the man’s voice resounds through the woods. Beast slashes through the wolves with her silver blades, then whoever’s behind her finishes the enemy off. Aiden and Asher work with Leo as her sidekicks, efficiently killing off the Undeads at the front. The sounds of gunshots can be heard throughout the whole area, alerting every living thing about the bloodbath taking place there.

Third person pov The scent of lavender and detergent clung to the air in the laundry room, usually a comforting aroma, but tonight it felt heavy, suffocating. Elena found Beauty hunched on a stool, her shoulders shaking silently. The fluorescent lights hummed above them, casting a stark, revealing light on Beauty’s usually radiant face, now stained with tears. Elena’s heart clenched. Beauty was her only close friend, her confidante, the one person who understood her anxieties even without her having to say a word. To see her like this, so utterly broken, sent a jolt of panic through Elena.

Third Person's POV It's so dark. Why didn't they turn the lights on this time? The pain is unbearable, and he screams as they break his leg. It's been too long since he's eaten or drank anything; his scream comes out broken and airy. Red hot pain shoots through his body as they sink their fangs into his skin and forcefully drink what little blood he has left. He feels his body become even weaker as they drink what little life he has left. Somehow, he knows this time this is it; they'll go too far, and he'll never see her again. A tear rolls down his face, and he screams one last scream for her, screaming her name, “EVELYN!” Nadja screamed as he sat up, gasping for air as he reached for her.

Third Person POV The next morning, Leah's lips curled into a wicked smile as she surveyed the kingdom from her balcony. The sun cast its golden rays across the landscape, illuminating the lush greenery that surrounded the palace grounds. With a satisfied smirk, Leah recalled the events of the previous night, the careful orchestration of Elaine's demise, the hasty administration of the poison that would soon claim her life. It was a plan days in the making, fueled by jealousy and resentment, and now, at last, it was nearing its fruition.

Third Person Pov After Selina passed through the tunnel, she emerged into the human world. Just as she was about to step out fully, a rogue member of the North Riverbed pack lunged from the shadows, its claws grazing her leg. Pain seared through her as warm blood spilled down, staining the earth beneath her. Before the creature could strike again, Drillan appeared swift and mercilessly delivering the fatal blow that ended its threat.

***the previous chapter is the last chapter in which Amory’s POV will appear. We have now arrived at the point of the original book ‘Damaged’ on the chapter titled ‘Three Years Later’ if you wish to read both books as they occur in-sync with each other*** Amory is behind the bar dressed in a black halter top with black booty shorts and silver stilettos, which is typical for her, and I see her kick into high gear when Sy starts waving to get someone’s attention. We all know that this is do-or-die time! But a couple of drunk dumb fucks smashed to the ground behind me, breaking glasses and spilling liquor everywhere.