86 Spoilers Novels & Stories

In North City's matchmaking circles, everyone knew my name, Renee Ranford. I was the girl who always hung around the five Parker brothers. According to the gossip, I'd already ruined four of their engagements. I had skin thick enough to survive any amount of ridicule, and no sense of shame whatsoever. I never wore makeup. I never acted sweet. Every other sentence out of my mouth referred to them as my "bros." Yet somehow, every woman who tried to marry into the family ended up walking away. The rumors only got worse. "That tomboy's a complete psycho. She can't stand seeing anyone else happy." "She loves being the only woman surrounded by men. The second one of those brothers starts dat

Laughing. And me? I used to light up over the tiny souvenirs he brought back. The despair hit hard. I closed the chat and booked a flight for the next day. Knowing Sharon, she wouldn't let them come home tonight. That gave me just enough time to disappear. By noon, I forced down a few bites, then got to work. Sorting evidence. Stacking it all up. Honestly? I had to thank her. If she hadn't gotten cocky, I wouldn't have this much dirt.

Stupid fan! “Six, why are you here?” the guy asked. His number one fan was right about him being Spanish. “Well, I’m here to get breakfast, but I also wanted to introduce you to someone,” Six replied. “I'm actually meeting someone in your life?” the guy scowled. “Trust me, I'm just as shocked that I’m doing this. Rochelle Solano, meet Five. Five, Rochelle,” Six introduced Prominent, I repeat.. “Really?” I couldn't help but giggle. “I feel like I’m missing something here,” Five admitted.

Omar held on to Mariam's hand as he broke the dreadful news of her father's assassination to her, he watched her eyes dilate and her lips part ever so slightly, her eyes searched his for confirmation or for lies, shifting her focus from one eye ball to the other then she looked away from his eyes and to his chest then down the cloth he had on, her eyes taking in the red blood stain on his cloth and widening in horror and realization.

Marco sneered, lunging at me and tearing at my clothes. I fought back with everything I had, trying to buy myself time. Thanks to all the chores Bianca used to make me do, I was stronger than I looked. For a moment, Marco couldn't overpower me. He cursed, his movements becoming rougher. Just as my strength was about to give out— BOOM! With a massive crash, the solid hotel room door was kicked off its hinges, wood splinters flying everywhere. Caspian appeared in the doorway like a god of vengeance, radiating a fury that promised hell.

That night, under the gaze of the Moon Goddess, I swore I’d grant him sixty-six favors, no matter right or wrong. We weren’t fated mates. However, years ago, Liam had pursued me with a fierce devotion. He even snuck into the dark woods to pick my favorite berries and shielded me on the battlefield time and time again, which gave him sixty-six scars. So, I gave him sixty-six favors. For seven years, he never once used them until six months ago, when Isabella came back. He’d burned through sixty-three of them. This was the sixty-fourth. My chest heaved, and my nails dug into my palms. Slowly, I bowed my head and apologized with the formal Luna etiquette.

“I’ve known from childhood that none of these could ever take me.” Knowing that Leo was on the brink of causing a war, Andrea jumped into the gap. These two might be destined to explode sometime, but she didn’t want to be anywhere near the fallout. “Okay, so modify the plan. It’s still good and that guy should be brought to justice. What would you do differently?” It took a moment, but gradually Scy unwound enough that he no longer looked capable of eating anyone. “I don’t know, something that doesn’t involve ‘bait’. Preferably something that depended on you both being locked safely away.”

Chapter 2 ( Two Days later) " Oh... Yeah... Oh God..." Scarlett moaned as Gerald thrust in and out of her at an incredible pace. Her eyes clamped shut and sweat dripping from her forehead, it was obvious she was enjoying it. Way too much. " Oh God... I'm coming... I'm cumm..." she didn't get to finish her sentence as she groaned aloud, her body spasming, jerking uncontrollably. Gerald continued for a few more moments and pulled out just in time to have his release on the bed. Scarlett lay slumped on the bed, unduly satisfied. Staring at Gerald with lazy eyes, her face broke in to a grin.

Kieran turned to his side and hugged Valerie's shoulders. He led her to a bench to sit after ending the call with William. Then, he lowered his tone and said, "Pretend you don't see them." Valerie uttered a sound of acknowledgment even though she didn't quite understand why. But since Kieran had told her to, she pretended not to see them. It was Saul who discovered them himself when he was walking along the corridor. As though he was seeing his mortal nemesis, he caught sight of Valerie.

Kimberly looked at the horizontal scar that ran across the man’s left cheek which was a constant reminder of one of the missions they had embarked upon. A suicide bomber had ran into her team, causing most of them to take shrapnels to their limbs and torsos. She was lucky to have come out unscathed. “Look over there” Their guide said pointing to a cloud of dust from afar. Kimberly immediately looked into her binoculars and saw a vehicle speedingly approaching the huts, while leaving a trail of dust behind. The childen stopped their game and watched the old pickup truck come to a halt. Three men alighted from the vehicle, entered one of the huts and dragged out five people with hoods over the