After Franchise Novels & Stories

I silently followed Izak back the way Eskal had brought me and to the infirmary. “You know,” Izack said as he walked me back to the common room, “Lucas may not say it, but we’re all very grateful that you saved his life. It took nearly seventy years for the pact to be as stable as it is now. Everything’d fall back into chaos and infighting if he died now.” I gave a noncommittal hum in response as he continued. “I’m sure you’ve noticed, but we aren’t exactly like other packs, with us living beside the bloodsuckers and all.”

"Did you ask the Lord for help?" "That's another one of my sins, Father." I looked up. "I forgot about Him and paid more attention to the future. I need to rebuild our company. We left the country to avoid scandal. We changed our lives there; we met our band in America. I was able to save money to rebuild. of new business.”

As far as I know, he's been in Formula 1 for the last year or so. "He's still so beautiful and magnificent," Troy says to himself, dazed while admiring Jay and his skill. Yeah...and I'm the gay one. I take the remote from Bell and switch off the TV before he can obsess over Jay any longer. It's disturbing but I kind of get it. Honestly, I can't believe I even knew Jay for a while. Ever since he and Aqueela split, he's been hitting the big leagues. Those ranks are sky-high. "I'm sorry," Troy changes the subject with a not so subtle clearing of the throat, "but are we all really going to ignore the literal elephant in the room?"

But because I didn't want her picking for me, the last time she picked for me, things didn't end well. And the scar of her absence still burns my heart, but I never told her. My mother assumed I was all healed up but I was far from that. “I don't care how long you've had that up with that lady, but you have to divorce her!” My mother demanded. My brows pulled together into a slight frown, my hands clicking the ball pen in my hand. “I can't do that mother.” In all honesty, I really couldn't. Part of the clause in the contract was that neither of us could end the contract abruptly except both parties came to a mutual agreement.

To make amends, Dad retired early and handed full control of Harlow Corporation over to me. Six months later, my wedding to Drake took place as scheduled. It was the wedding of the century, talked about across the entire city. There was no dramatic objection, no vicious antagonists—only endless blessings and flowers. We spent our wedding night at a private beachside villa. Drake wrapped his arm around me, his fingers gently playing with my hair. He spoke in a lazy voice. "Honey, do you think those pop-up messages will ever come back?" I took his hand and kissed it gently.

Elara's eyes darkened. "So he created copies." Lily's expression changed. "That's why we have fragments of the same consciousness." Veronica nodded slowly. "Three fragments." Ava whispered: "And the fourth?" Elara smiled. "The fourth was never a fragment." She looked at Ava. "It was the lock." Ava felt the mark on her palm burn. "The lock to what?" Elara pointed toward the floor. "Me." The facility shook violently. A massive crack appeared beneath Ethan. He stumbled.

Gracelyn's Pov This can't be happening ! 'Did you hear the news? Greg got into an accident and his leg was fractured. He needs one month before the cast on his leg will be removed. His father asked the dean to give him modules so that he will not be left behind. !' Izzy texted.

I looked around the place, there were only a few people maybe because it was a bit early compared to the normal time that is crowded here. I quietly drank the wine and transferred it back to the bartender. I picked up my cellphone, as I have been doing ever since, I looked at his social media accounts again. I smiled bitterly when I found nothing new there. Ivann.. His last post was the same day he broke up with me. It's a picture of him, seriously looking at the camera while his background was the sky. I looked at his caption again. I'm going to fight so someday I can take you back.

And when will I get to watch someone considerate enough to leave the bedroom even though sleepy so that I can get ready? Who will ask me these questions regarding my day and make something to drink like this to remove my tiredness. Oh god! What am I even thinking? I thought pressing my lips tightly to not let him survey them anymore. “Satish just called me to remind you that the two weeks limit I placed is over. So, he wanted to know when will you return home.” I pushed the complete information without pausing for a second and just waited for his reaction. In the meantime, I concentrated on his face, realizing I completely ignored the fact that all the bruises are long gone and he is back to

I can't continue living in this town. I am ready to play this game. But what makes me sad is my precious, perfect daughter, Camilla. I know of all the people, she will be affected the most by my 'death'. But there is really nothing I can do about it. Plus, I am leaving everything in her name. So that when I finally decide to make 'The Return' to this damned town, I can get back everything that belongs to me without any legal issues. ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷