After You Novel Novels & Stories

As nausea hit me. I rushed into the bathroom and retched, but nothing came out except bitter bile. I stared into the mirror. A woman with reddened eyes and a pale face stared back at me. My stable and happy life over the last four years felt like a dreamy, iridescent bubble. Now, it had burst. Nothing remained. There were no tears on my face. I was too furious and shocked, and tears would not come. I picked up my phone and opened Ramona's profile again, searching for clues in the photos where she had been careful not to show her face.

Golden sunlight fell across the petals and across our interlocked fingers. The entanglement between Julian Hayes and Victoria Quinn had finally vanished completely. And the new life that belonged to Elise and me had only just begun. The end.

What was one month extra stay at home? After the first one, he had also sent another letter, inquiring about her welfare and the condition of where she lived. He had been polite and, well, gentlemanly. The letters she got from him were the only things she looked forward to each day. After the second letter he sent, the letters had gotten a little more flirtatious. He had asked about her hobbies, the things she liked and the things she didn't. He had asked about her past, and even though Mary was not all too comfortable about talking about herself- all she wanted to do was forget it, she told him a little bit about her. That she had worked for a nongovernmental organization in a medical facil

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

I grabbed my helmet and clasped it on before getting on my bike and riding away. Yeah we never began, but why does this feel like i have known her all my life? Why does it feel like a part of me has just been ripped open? It only points to one thing, which I don't want to acknowledge but yet it is freaking obvious — I am in love with Bliss Carnap. . . . . . |•BLISS•| During my study time before resuming to college, I read a book titled 'After' by 'Anna Todd'.. It wasn't just one book it was more like a series kind of book, though still about the same people.

****A/N**** So this was the last chapter of BOOK 1 BOOK 2 :The Rejected Alpha King is out on GoodNovel P.S. [] is for what Elias said to Erica back when they spoke before she woke up.

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She woke up with a headache. She opened her eyes and saw the ceiling from her old room - the one she shared with Albert before their divorce. She felt a pain from her lower body and immediately knew what happened, and she slowly turned her head, fearing that she's in an endless dream in the afterlife. Is this the afterlife or was she reborn, she didn't know. Her tears immediately flowed down when she saw him lying beside her, Albert Matthews, her once and forever love, and the man who swore to protect her from wind and rain -- who actually did, even after everything that happened to them.

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“Don't you dare end this ca-“ Without taking my finger out of her, I reached for her phone, clicking the end button. “He makes a lot of noise,” I mentioned. Avery’s eyes held so much emotion. Annoyance, lust. “What did you do that fo-“ Before she could complete her sentence, I curled my finger inside her, tapping on her wall. Her hips shot off the bed, tugging at the restraints as she struggled to get her hands free. Now that the distraction was over, where was I?