Bad End Pretty Cure Novels & Stories

Much to my surprise, Lunara ended up giving me the best assist I could ask for. To give birth before Jayden and I got engaged, Lunara secretly took labor-inducing drugs. As a result, the baby was born prematurely and left with chronic health issues. With the season changing, even the slightest breeze would send the child to the hospital. Jayden was practically living at the hospital, his eyes full of anxiety and exhaustion. Naturally, he had no energy left to deal with company affairs.

"Joanna told you that, didn't she? You've all been tricked by her! My Professor's been perfectly healthy this whole time. How could he possibly be sick?" She glared at me with open disgust. "You're just jealous because Professor's been spoiling me lately, so now you're trying to pull this stunt to steal him back. Professor, don't fall for her lies!" She stepped forward to grab Zack's arm, but before she could touch him, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood. "Ah!" Cheryl screamed in terror. I immediately rushed forward to support him and quickly shoved a pill into his mouth. He lowered his head and stared at the blood in his palm, then let out a bitter laugh.

“Good because you’re not allowed to.” “Is that an order?” “Yes.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re terrible at being subtle.” “And you’re terrible at believing good things stick,” he shot back. Touché. I leaned back against the desk, meeting his gaze. “Whatever the curse thinks it chose me for… it doesn’t get this part.” “Which part?” “The part where I finally stop proving I deserve to exist.” The curse stirred, not in protest…more like consideration. Sinclair nodded once, solemn. “Then it’s already underestimated you.”

We invited only kins and close friends, and there was no one from the Coleman family. Jeremy's hand in mine amid the toasts. I knew I had finally escaped from the shadows of my past and found the happiness that was truly mine. Meanwhile, Isiah sank deeper into the mire. After he left the hospital, his reputation was ruined, and he couldn't find work. He had to rely on his parents' pension to survive. During a routine checkup, he was diagnosed with advanced AIDS. The news struck like a thunderbolt, crushing the last of his hopes. He vented all his hatred onto Zoe.

You didn't have a problem kissing Sebastian behind his back either! "Anna are you ok?" Sebastian asked concerned. "Yes I am. Why wouldn't I be?" Why was I now suddenly feeling like I had betrayed Kristrin?! Was it my hormones doing me this? Why did I want to cry? Gosh my fucking emotions are just all over the freaking place! "Here eat this. It's fruits, I bought it for you." Looking down at the container with fruits it had banana, papaya, pineapple, peach and apple. Just the right amount of fruits to make me have a miscarriage.

More like dumping me on it because I landed with a loud thud that resonated around the empty space. "Please... let me g..." my desperate attempt of trying to reason with them was unmet, and instead of an assuring answer, sinful snickers and chuckles were all I received. "Give her some shot. She is going to be a problem if the morphine wears out completely." Noooo.

With a roar, Austin hurled his phone to the ground, then collapsed to his knees, clutching his head as he wailed, "What is happening to me!" I stepped forward, looming over him. "What's wrong? Can't withstand a little pressure? This is only the beginning." Austin's bloodshot eyes lifted toward me, his voice trembling. "What… what do you mean?" I gave a cold snort. A second later, the phone lying broken on the floor began shrieking with notification alerts. Each tone sounded like a death knell. Austin snatched it up, scanned the messages, and collapsed again. The Cromwell and Lowell families had issued a joint statement: they would withdraw all investments from Grant Corporation and sever tie

Belle asked. "There is no cure" "But you said you can save him" "Yes I can but you don't need to cure him, because he is not sick," "You are confusing me" "Stephen can't be cured because there is nothing wrong, he just has to let go of his pent up hate and he will wake up" "Thst won't be ease, Stephen won't let go of his revenge" "I didn't say he should let go of his revenge, he just as to let go of his hate, it will do him no good and if he stays like that in a few days he will die"

She’s on Gossip @itsmecristy “Why do you keep selling me out?” “I don’t. We keep helping you cure your bitterness. Many men like you Mea, you look pretty, and you’ve got the fashion sense. You just act too boyish and most of them get turned off or scared.” Mea couldn’t believe she’s having this pep talk in a van with five sons of gods. She looked at them and saw no reaction. They were too busy watching the window, eating, sleeping, and on their phone to hear her and Renee’s babbling.

Inhale-exhale, I repeated the same action over the past minutes until the feeling started to fade away a little when another pain struck my stomach and my breath hitched. shit. I stood silently at the corner of the empty hall as I tried steadying my breathing and the pains. Grabbing my small bag clutching on the side, I fumbled against my stuff inside the bag and when I found it, I swallowed the medicine even without water and waited for a couple of minutes. My heels stumble upon the tiles on my way to the toilet after a few minutes of standing on the corner. I look at myself in the mirror and it reflexes my pale face, this is bad- I need to see a doctor. After making a mental note of making