Backstabbing For Beginners Book Novels & Stories

Defeated, she grabs a book from under a pillow: ‘How to take care of a baby chick: A guide for beginners’ . TBC

Watch out for “Striking Blow.” (Strike Zone Book #2) This is Pearl and Antonio’s story. Filled with international intrigue and subterfuge. Striking Blow Colombo. Sri Lanka. Pearl needed directions—a map—a freaking GPS back to herself. Finding her worth again meant starting with a physical transformation. For starters, the blonde princess staring back at her in the mirror wasn’t real, and it was time to pack “socialite barbie” away in a dark drawer; time to step away from the two-hundred-dollar haircut and her designer lifestyle.

” Hopefully, you aren’t as stupid as your friend is. I held up my hands in surrender, holding my breath. Taking that as a sign of agreement, the leader started forward, knife still in hand. When he got within inches, I moved, stepping quickly to the side and grabbing his wrist as he stared at me stunned. I used my momentum to yank his wrist back, breaking it. He dropped the dagger as I turned my body, kneeing him hard in the groin. As he gave a shout and fell to his knees, I grasped his head and swiftly turned it, breaking his neck. I dropped him to the ground. The other two men gaped at me, shocked.

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

“Don’t thank me yet. If she agrees, your life will change in ways you can’t imagine. You sure you’re ready for that?” “Yes,” I said without hesitation. “Then take this.” She reached under the counter and pulled out a worn book. “This will give you something to chew on while you wait.” I took the book and glanced at the faded title. “Foundations of the Craft?” “Basics,” she said. “But it’ll test how serious you are. Start there.” “I’ll do it,” I said, clutching the book. She smiled faintly. “Good luck, Lia. You’re going to need it.”

I only had 24 hours left. Nelson chimed in with a nod, "Exactly. If you want to win in the future, you'd better train honestly and earn it the right way. No more shortcuts. And don't ever hurt your competitors just to get ahead. Even if you win like that, there's no honor in it." I forced a small smile, about to say something, when a sudden heat bloomed at the tip of my nose. Something warm trickled out. I lifted my hand to touch it—blood. It was a nosebleed.

For a while, he just stared at me but then shook his head anyway saka mas lalo pang nilakihan ang hakbang nito as he headed to the business section, causing me to half run and half walk just to keep up with him. Goddammit! "Ms. Javier?" "W-What?" I answered with heavy breaths dahil sa kahahabol rito. "Take this." Then he suddenly throw a book that weighs like a bag of rocks to me na taranta ko namang sinalo. "What's this?" Naguguluhang tanong ko rito when he suddenly gave me that gray book. 'Ways to kill competitors' Agad na umarko ang kilay ko when I read those words boldly printed on its cover.

( I am so sorry you guys I've never written smut before😭omg I'm sorry🙁) Luciano's POV : It was now the afternoon and Gabriella's still home with me. We were sitting down on the couch eating, well more like she ate and I watched and admired. I don't deserve her, we've been through so much and I know that a lot of people would have been worried about staying. It was all worth it because after all of that...after all of that and I have her. It first started with a little bet with my friends and now I have her. For real with no games. Everything I said to her, every little line that I said in the bathroom was true. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. I didn't think that my h

I'm reviewing a math practice test the night before the college entrance exam when I spot a chunk of red text that shouldn't be there. "At 10:00 pm, your sister's classmate, Britney Lowe, will come to your house asking to stay the night. She'll say she had a fight with her parents and has nowhere else to go." "At 2:00 am, she'll sneak into your room, then call the police at dawn and accuse you of assaulting her." "The police will arrest you, and you'll be sentenced to three years in prison. Your younger sister, Lizzie Brown, will become the target of school gossip, and unable to face the online bullying, she'll jump to her death." I frown as I read it, assuming it's some kind of prank.

didn’t quite match the picture. “Maybe he’s got another, more chill up side of him,” I thought. I guess, they say “never judge the book by its cover”, don’t they? Still, I felt awkward and tense, and had no idea how to start a conversation. He must had read my mind or felt my tension, so he spoke. “I’m a writer myself. I already have three published books, but I remember how it’s like to be a beginner. So, don’t be too hard on yourself and ask anything you like.”