Beautiful Little Fools Novels & Stories

Nancy's face turned red, and she replied softly, "That was something the group leader taught me." "Tell me about the dream I had." "That was controlled with essential oils," she explained. "I used them to manipulate your subconscious so you'd answer whatever we asked." "So, that's how you managed to transfer the money from my bank account?" Nancy, fearing my anger, nodded cautiously. I could only laugh bitterly in frustration. Seeing my reaction, Nancy tearfully confessed that she hadn't wanted to join the scam operation targeting the elderly with fake supplements. However, she had been forced into it after taking out a high-interest loan she couldn't repay.

Something that made my lips part, my breath catch. And though the microphones didn’t pick it up, the cameras caught everything— The way I looked at him. The way he looked at me. And just like that—Killian Wolfe and Aurora Sinclair became the headline Damian never wanted to see. *** to be continued… *** Hey, awesome readers! Thanks for sticking with me through Once a Fool, Now a Queen! I hope you’ve loved the drama, the twists, and all the swoon-worthy moments as much as I loved writing them.

The city lights glittered like fireflies below Adrian Blackwood’s penthouse as Lola stepped in to finalize their rehearsal per Adrian’s request, the soft hum of the elevators fading behind her. She carried a bottle of red wine, knowing full well it was probably the most reckless decision she’d made since agreeing to this fake engagement. Adrian was already there, casually leaning against the kitchen counter, sleeves rolled up, his tie loosened just enough to suggest he didn’t care, but somehow, everything about him screamed control.

I took a glass and suggested a toast, everyone raised their glasses. "Cheers!" We all said. I might not have Alexis but this is all i need. ** That's it! The final end of The Beautiful Nerd! I really hope you enjoyed the story of Alexis and Kyle! Thank you for reading through the plot holes and terrible grammar. There's a book two titled: The Wedding Planner, available on my profile! Thank you once again!

**Distant chatter coming from down the hall** Random girl #1:” God Esrath is such a dweeb; she thinks that we are friends and honestly if her parents weren't loaded, I would have hit her with my car; like ugh she is so ugly and annoying!” Random Girl #2: “I know and the way she dresses makes me want to hurl!” Macy: “I mean I am only friends with her because her parents paid me to be nice to her since I was 5, otherwise I wouldn’t even care to be around her. An extra 5k a month has been really good lately!”

Others may understand her far too well. This story explores complicated emotions, forbidden desires, family fractures, power imbalances, and the desperate human need to be seen. It is about the cost of silence and the courage required to reclaim your life after years of shrinking yourself for the comfort of others. At its heart, Beautifully Unfaithful asks a simple question: What happens when the person who vowed to love you stops seeing you? And what happens when someone considered to be off-limit finally does? Thank you for trusting me with Laurel's story.

Professor Finerty—our Dean—was sitting behind his massive desk, his eyes cold and severe beneath his spectacles. He didn't look surprised to see us burst in. Instead, he slowly folded his hands over a thick folder. The Dean, aware of the video, wasted no time. With a slow, deliberate movement, Dean Finerty slides printed screenshots of the forum video on the desk right in front of us. The grainy, printed images showed me with my hand clamped in Dira's hair, looking exactly like the violent, unstable stereotype the forum comments claimed I was.

He didn’t have to. Rumors found wings that afternoon. By the time the sun slid behind the pines, every market stall had a version of my nights with Caelan twisted into a tale of sin and fate and ruin. Children imitated the fights in the training yard; older women clucked in the square, telling one another how it was impossible to keep an Alpha’s need from spilling into the world.

A towering man, nearly two meters tall and built like a fortress of muscle, stepped into the room against the light. The moment Nathan saw him, his eyes lit up with glee. He hurried forward with an obsequious grin plastered on his face. “Mr. Morgan Williamson? Are you Mr. Williamson? Fantastic! “There’s a shameless fraud here pretending to be Mr. Brooke. Please, teach him a lesson—show him what happens to impostors! “Beat him to death for all I care. He has no parents and no background. He’s just a stray, despised by everyone.”

Greg coughed all of a sudden in contempt and picked up a glass of water in pretence. "Excuse me" He said slyly and I saw Brenda twist her lips. Pearl continued unperturbed. "No one wants to say it but we all have the same thing in mind so I'll say it. Ronald's an oaf and he'll blow it. Lance should be the one…..