Bakis Back Novels & Stories

I can’t be a party pooper now, can I? Hence, I thought of keeping it a secret for the time being. It was soon noon and all of us were getting ready for lunch after a few games of baseball in our backyard. Mom and I planned to bake some banana bread while the rest of the family grilled some chicken and set the tables. We heard a loud knock at the door and Nick ran off to welcome our guest. “We’re going for a ride. C’mon guys, go get yourselves ready. We’re leaving in about an hour!” Uncle George declared enthusiastically.

He took a plate of meat that was placed there and ate with pleasure " A rumor, what rumor " " Rumor that Luna is back " Emala said, looking at him angrily " Ah, that's not a rumor, that's a fact " Emala quickly got up and slammed the table in front of him in disbelief " Really, are you sure?? " Cesar smiled wide and said playfully " Of course I'm , I was there " She rushed to him to hold his hands together as she said with petrified tears in her eyes " Really, really, Cesar, Astraea is back, is she back? "

My life with Liam used to be peaceful and happy until his childhood friend Eva came back. She was supposed to be another Alpha's Luna from a different pack, and we were supposed to have nothing to do with each other. But not long ago, her Alpha died in a pack war. She returned to the pack and forced her way into our lives under the Beta title Liam had granted her as an exception. At first, Liam showed no particular reaction to her arrival. Or at least it seemed that way on the surface. Until the two of them started spending more time together over pack matters. Until Liam became a rare presence at night. Until after Liam found out I was pregnant and gave me that so-called prenatal medicine.

“Nikolai what, what are you talking about?, why wou, why would you“ my hands roughly going through my hair. He cut me off, his voice sharp. “Liora’s back.” For a second the name didn’t register. Then it did, my stomach twisted. Liora hale. His college sweetheart, His first love. “What, what do you mean she’s back?, back as in, back in belgrave?, or what” My voice cracked, trying to steady my laboured breathing, and bring the ringing in my head to stop, more tears streaming down my cheeks without permission. A stinging feeling of betrayal blossoming in my chest.

I didn't reply to Karen's questions. I merely passed her my backpack, sat at the dining table, and fixed my gaze on the food. "I'm hungry already, so let's eat." Karen was dumbfounded. She then walked right up to me with a spatula in her hand. She asked, "Why the rush, Madison? I mean, Calvin hasn't even come back yet!" She then rubbed her hands together and looked past me at Drew. "I thought you were supposed to pick up Calvin. How could you come back here without him? What kind of father are you? I even made his favorite Atherian lobsters today!"

He leaned down and cupped my face as he looked at me, saying with a serious tone, "Christine, since you've already started this, then you need to see it to the end." On the seventh day in Harbor City, Jerome Sloan, a friend from Gold City, suddenly sent me a message. "Christine, when are you coming back to Gold City?" I replied, "I don't have any plans to return for now." Jerome: "Everyone misses you. Jorgie's birthday is in a few days. Why don't you come back and join us?" Me: "No, just send him my regards. I'll send a gift over." Jerome: "Alright then. Take care of yourself."

"This isn't just about me, is it? This is also about you. You aren't just feeling guilty for what you did to me. You've been treated worse as well, haven't you?" James sighed, and said, "Yeah. But that's a long, brutal story. When you're back the the States and if you ever make up your mind, call me." He slid his card across the table and got to his feet. "I am the only one who can help you, Ellie Summers. And if I were you, I'd take it."

"Thank you, Sophia. You're truly a wonderful person. I repaid your kindness with torment, refusing to let go. You must have been very troubled." Someone as kind as her had suffered ten years of my torment, only to die saving me in the end. I was truly the thorn in her side. Seeing my sadness, Sophia's eyes revealed a rare flash of panic. "What are you talking about? I—" Just then, her assistant, Caleb Johnson, rushed in anxiously. "Ms. Hayes, Mr. Brooks is awake!" "I'll go check on him." Sophia's face lit up with joy as she quickly turned to leave, but I softly called her name.

“I’ve got an assignment for you.” Astoria, Queens – Later That Night The moment Natalia stepped through the front door of the brownstone, she exhaled. Not the polished, clipped breaths she used in courtrooms or boardrooms—but the ragged, real kind. The kind she hadn’t allowed herself to take since she’d seen Damien Carrington’s face for the first time in ten years. The scent of arroz con pollo drifted through the air, warm and comforting. From the kitchen, a pot clinked against the stove, followed by the low hum of a Spanish ballad playing from an old radio.