A Ha Scoundrel Days Novels & Stories

a scoundrel? Diana lifted her head, wearing an expression of fear and unease. "Help me! I don't even know this man! He's a pervert, a scoundrel!" Kirin's temples throbbed with rage. This damn woman! Daring to insult Mr. Nelson?! He instinctively prepared to exert force. But just as he was about to apply pressure, he heard her scream in agony, "Ah! My arm's about to break! Help me!" "Kirin."

"Silas Vane just confirmed his attendance. He’s looking for a partner to save his company. He thinks he’s meeting the 'Secret Architect' for the first time." "Perfect. Prepare the contract," I said, my heart racing with excitement. "But I want to add a special clause. If he wants my help, he has to agree to my terms without knowing who I am first." "That's risky," Logan warned. "He’s an arrogant man." "He’s a drowning man," I corrected. "And drowning men will grab onto anything." The next morning, I arrived at the grand hall of the Diamond District. The air was filled with the smell of expensive perfume and the sound of billionaires talking about their wins. I stayed in the VIP lounge, watch

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴇɴ + •*.』 ~SATURDAY, 3 DAYS LEFT... Scarlett woke up to a rather bright weekend morning. It has almost been a week in Pastonville. And after one whole night of emotions, discovering that Vampire genes ran in her DNA all along, and that her mother and uncle were once humans from the 15th century, Scarlett somewhat felt a sense of...relief. Oddly.

Droplets, knock at her window until they turned into an army, and Leia, in a warm sheet, stares at the window with a faint smile. "Ah, yes, it was raining that day too, I wonder how surprised he was to find himself being robbed by a woman," she chuckles lightly. Her laugh grows loudly as she holds on to her stomach, her memories replay the happy moments of her life when everything wasn't so terrible. Just then, she bursts into great laughter, "Who would've believed that the great Kasen Sky, the future heir to the Sky company, could be robbed by a woman." *** *Flashback*

In every follow-up visit, he patiently listened, his deep eyes filled with tenderness. Millie: [Dr. Mallard, I feel much better today.] I replied as my fingers gently rubbed the screen as if I could touch his warm smile through it. Strangely enough, those unspeakable desires had indeed subsided quite a bit. When seeing slightly buff boys while walking through campus in the past, I would have disgusting thoughts. Now, I could control myself. Maybe it was indeed the effect of Heath's medicine. "That's good. By the way, I'm going to a high-end private club this weekend, and I happen to need a female companion. Would you like to come with me?"

She was sure she was safe with her friend. "Did I get drunk again?" Kimberly hit her head lightly, trying to remember what happened the night before. But only jumbled images flashed through her mind. The more time passed, the more tense Kimberly's face became as she remembered her recklessness the previous night. "What did I do?" She covered her gaping mouth with her hands. Her heart raced as she realized her foolishness the night before. Kimberly remembered being like a whore, constantly flirting with Nicholas. She even remembered how brutally she had kissed her friend.

"You can't do this! I'm still Dad's daughter. He would never agree to let you do this!" Adrian snorted, completely unfazed. "Our Dad? He's the one who married into the Shaw family, not the other way around. He can't even save himself right now. Do you think he can save you?" Rosie froze. At last, she finally realized she was done for. Adrian didn't spare her another glance. To him, she was nothing more than an annoying piece of trash on the floor. "Toss her and all the filth she brought with her out of the hotel at once. They are not allowed to set foot in Cascadia Hotel ever again."

"Xena, look! Isn't that guy touching another guy?" My coworker's voice snapped me out of my stupor. Sure enough, in front of us was a man running his hand all over another man's rear. They had their arms slung around each other and were heading for a car. The scene hit me like a cold wave. I had been reborn. The man fondling the other man was none other than my brother-in-law, Julian. My coworker, just like in my past life, was all wide-eyed with curiosity and immediately pulled out her phone to take a photo. After she got shots of the two of them kissing, she urged me to follow them.

The onlookers looked at me in shock, as if they hadn’t expected the supposed villain to be the one who called the police. The officer turned to me. "What happened?" I pointed at Joanna. "Someone’s causing a medical scandal here." "She’s talking nonsense! She has no medical ethics and illegally harmed two patients!" "It concerns two families. This is a major medical scandal! This unscrupulous doctor should be arrested!" The officer frowned and looked at me. "What's going on?" "I know what's going on!" A weak elderly voice rang out. Everyone turned to see a gray-haired elderly woman slowly walking over. "Mom? You... you can walk?"

What was your inspiration to write The Lady and the Scoundrel? I am a writer and full-time editor for many different projects, including a short story magazine. I wanted to write a contemporary romance inspired by my favorite romance novels as an exercise in discipline, to see if I could take on longer writing projects. There are several winks to what once was one of my favorite romance novels sprinkled throughout the story, so you can say it’s very loosely inspired by that one. If any of you figure out which one it is, let me know in the comments! While the historical setting, characters, and plot are completely different, it draws on the famous concept of the strong female lead that has