Beat Sheet Novel Novels & Stories

“You’re not ready, Tori, not by a long way.” “Maybe I never will be,” she said. And I swear my heart broke in two right there and then. In the car on the way back to drop her off at the packhouse I opened up about Phoebe, Naomi’s niece, and how she’d drowned during a blizzard. The suicide note was conveniently accessible on her laptop as everyone knew she had written her password on a post-it note which she kept in her desk drawer. “That was the last time I had to face a grieving relative. I suppose I’ve been fortunate ever since. Travis took it particularly hard.”

"You don't have a choice, babe." "I'm not your babe!." "We both know you want to be my girl so bad, maybe you will when you stop denying it." He walked away. I rolled my eyes angrily and locked the door. "One day, I'm going to murder him in his sleep so I can have peace." "He is insomniac" My subconscious mocked me. I wore a black bodycon gown with tiny strap that had slit, I decided to grow braless to torment a few people. He thinks I want him so bad huh.

Sadly, punctuality eating wasn't passed down to Loretta, and no one else besides her, because she was the only child. Nurse Beatrice was a really good help, but sadly, she was a human being and she took shifts too, just as a human being working would do. Right now in the morning, there wasn't any nurse Beatrice to help Loretta out, or any Kendrick either. She was left with either doing stuff herself or falling multiple times because supporting yourself on hard surfaces while you try to walk with a broken leg doesn't exactly work, especially when you have a really heavy cast on. She was left with that or to press the nurse call button and see who else came to her aid. We all know which option

I gasped, only having a moment to decide as I tucked my woman behind me, only managing to raise a hand to shield my face before the beast pounded into me with an ear-splitting snarl. “Hector!” Nola’s shrill scream seemed to come from somewhere around me as I struggled to my feet with the beast on top of me, pushing him away just in time for the right claw of his arm to come swinging again, catching me in the face. I turned to look at the blurry line of Nola’s bent back as she bent to snatch my sword from the floor. “Now!” I screamed, thinking quickly and bear-hugging the heaving beast, pushing him straight into the dagger point of the sword.

So we all stared at Becka with mouth agape as she gave First a cold stare. "I don't like anyone questioning my combative abilities cause I tend to give them samples that leave a permanent mark so that they won't forget it." Becka said without removing the bread knife. No one dared to stop her or hold her hand cause one wrong move and it'll hit First's eye. But her grip is firm and steady. If something would happen, it would be First's fault cause he moved and he provoked her in the first place. I gulped as I saw how nervous First is and how he tried his best to not move even an inch, afraid that Becky would really attack him.

It was Wednesday morning, it was a sunny morning, Axel woke up very early as usual, he showered, got dressed in the black suit he had chosen for that morning with the wine-colored tie, after being ready, he went down to have breakfast as was his custom before going to the office, he took his briefcase and left that house, he got into his car thinking that it would be a long and tiring day again, since the afternoon before he had fired his new secretary, the reason for the dismissal for anyone was simple and perhaps unimportant, but for him it was not, she had thrown her pen that afternoon, she had bent down in front of him while her bust came out that filled his patience, because he knew tha

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She crossed her arms over her naked chest in order to hide herself from him as much as possible until she heard the tackling sound of opening up of his belt which made it evident that he retracted every piece of cloth from his body . And her soul turned numb when she felt his body to hovered over her and his warm breathing to fanning over her face which made her to slowly opened her glossy eyes and then her gaze fell on his where she could clearly see the extreme amount of pain and hurt in his eyes of her betrayal which turned into anger and rage for her.

Don’t tell me he’s going to end up dead in a dark alley like in the original book. [Come on, supporting character! Don’t give up. You still have a bright future!] The pain in my body grew numb. Being beaten was something I had grown used to. Ever since I was little, whenever my mom had a bad day, she would hit me without warning. Sometimes, both my parents would beat me for fun. My body was covered in scars, but now I felt no pain. I was waiting for the right moment, after all. A moment to completely turn the tables.

Help me! Suddenly I heard the balcony door slam...a strong wind invaded my huge room and left it freezing...would my help come? If it did I would be forced to be ashamed of myself.