After Actors Novels & Stories

My mother dragged me out of my biological father's brutality, and I thought we had finally escaped. Then she married the Don of the Falcone family. The woman who once fought to protect me completely changed. To secure my stepfather's approval and coddle his beloved Sofia, she stood by and let them turn me into a servant in the house I was supposed to call home. Every time I pushed back, they pushed harder. Every time I begged to be seen, I was met with contempt. My biological father's fists left scars on my body. This family's marks went deeper—into my bones. So I stopped. If they never wanted me there, I would stop breaking myself for their hollow approval. I would take my own life back. In

--- After the S and B tier actors chose their scripts, the leftovers had to draw lots to see who they'd act against on stage. This wasn't just about luck anymore - the show's rules were downright evil. They were clearly trying to knock out a bunch of people right off the bat. Making the C and D tier actors draw lots to perform with S, A, and B tiers? It was like throwing NPCs against boss characters - they were gonna get crushed! The remaining actors were already pretty average, without many credits or fans. Now they had to compete against seasoned pros? Even with ten lives, they wouldn't stand a chance against what the show had in store.

We are heading down the stairs when I hear Ezra on the microphone. "Thank you all for coming tonight. I know you all are here to celebrate your Luna's birthday but I have news to share. Lune Adeline and I are now divorced. She will be leaving the pack after this party." He says to the crowd as he glares at me and Alpha Aspen holding hands. The crowd gasps and all look in my direction. "I have met my mate and Adeline appears to have met hers. So please be happy for us both and help give her a proper goodbye." He says as he smirks at me.

We had been two threads of different colors, woven together for years, until I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began. Now I was just one half of something torn apart. I told myself I needed time — to learn how to live without him, to scrape him out of every corner of my mind. And little by little, I did. Three months later, I could finally breathe again. I could cook my own meals, walk outside, look at the sea without breaking down. I was… okay. Not healed, but functional. Before all of this, I’d earned dual degrees in Software Engineering and Artificial Intelligence.

The doors opened behind her. Dante stepped out. He looked thinner, older, and badly rested. His suit was still expensive, but it hung on him as if it belonged to another man. When he saw Serena, his face hardened, and she lowered her eyes at once. Then he looked at me. “Aria,” he said quietly. “Are you doing well?” “Yes,” I said. “Better than before.” His throat moved. “I tried to reach you. Emails, calls, the recovery trust… did you receive any of it?”

Stephanie was particularly animated, finding every humorous moment an opportunity to throw herself on Jayden making it into fits of laughter, fake laughter just to draw closer to Jayden. Jayden watched Stephanie with shock, his own smile stopping as he observed her enjoyment. He occasionally caught her eye, sharing a glance that got him confused. Despite her playful advances, he remained composed, appreciating the friendly connection they shared beyond the laughter. As the credits rolled and the movie came to an end, the theater lights slowly brightened. Glancing at his watch, Jayden realized it was already 11:30, and a sense of responsibility hit him. He turned to Stephanie, his voice fille

Upon bringing home Felix, never they know that it will also be the start of their unfortunate and disastrous happenings to their family. It was good from the start until it reaches for a couple of months but when he already reaches a year older, Betty and Simon started to get a problem with regards their businesses and then to their company. All of the stocks holder of their company are slowly pulling out their shares one by one and Simon don't even have a choice but to let them to because he can't control their decisions at all.

Adrian shrugged, unbothered. “We’re not divorced,” I said. Adrian raised an eyebrow. “Convenient, since nobody’s seen proof of the marriage either, lately.” “She traveled. She’s back now.” I replied smoothly That landed harder than I expected. Surprise flickered across Adrian’s face, followed quickly by something closer to irritation. “She’s back,” he repeated. “Yes.” “And you’re still together.” “We are.”

By the time I moved to the bed I was feeling slightly more human. I lay there and looked at the ceiling and thought about what came next. Not about Edward. Not about Sandra or Margaret or any of it. Just — what came next for me. What I was going to do with everything I now knew. Because I could not unknow it. I could not go back to covering dinners and falling asleep on couches and telling myself the distance between us was just stress. I needed to talk to someone. I reached for my phone, and dialed Lisa's number .

Elijah Morris kicked out all his flings today when his younger stepsister, Abigail Wright, returned. He even took her out for a joyride in his sports car. Meanwhile, I stayed home, cleaning up the mess we made after our latest argument. I had just received news that he'd bought out every digital billboard nationwide to celebrate his reunion with Abigail. As he leaned in to kiss me, I gently pushed his chest to stop him. However, he kissed me even more forcefully.