Begin Again Val Sims Full Novel Novels & Stories

Sandra asked. I opened my desk drawer and dug out the items Sandra asked for, along with a large eraser. As Sandra walked back to the couch with the supplies, there was a knock on my office door before it opened and Julie entered as I turned on the voice recorder next to my keyboard, saying, "Earl Simmons." "It's Mr. Simmons, you stupid bitch." Earl Simmons snapped as he shoved past Julie and nearly knocked her down. "Earl Simmons, I suggest you change your attitude toward my secretary before I have you removed and permanently banned from the premises." I said in a harsh tone as Sandra put her earbuds in her ears, "Now, sit down or get out of my office."

But my mind kept drifting back to the ceremony, to the dark cloaked figures I thought I had seen, the blood, the screaming woman. Pursing my lips, I stood, straightening my shoulders and picking up my small recorder, determined to push through the disquiet. I found Sims in the library, dusting the ancient tomes with an old-fashioned feather duster like some butler in a black and white movie. He looked up as I entered, his eyes sharp and assessing. "Ah, Miss Quinn," he said, his voice as dry as the pages he cared for. "How can I assist you today?"

On the fifth floor—Channing's office and living quarters. Channing held a dog leash in one hand, looking calm and unhurried. Beside him stood Vincent and the young man from yesterday, Simon. "Boss, should we just take him down directly later?" Simon asked excitedly. Channing was trimming his nails with a clipper. Without lifting his head, he said, "Why is your mind always full of fighting and killing? Are we savages living in a primitive society?"

“So? Details. Now. Was it….you know….worth the wait? Was it everything your little romantic heart dreamed of” “Simone,” I said breathlessly, “it was so much more than that. It was….a beginning. A real one.” “Good,” she said happily, “you deserve a real beginning, Princess. After everything.” She tossed the pillow back on the bed. “Now, get up. The bath isn’t going to draw itself and something tells me you are going to want to be ready when your Alpha…I mean, your mate…gets back.” She winked and slipped out the door, leaving me alone with my happiness and the lingering promise of the new life we had just started.

I glance at Simon who twitches uncomfortably, shifting his weight from one foot to another, and Cain, who watches from the doorway like he's not part of the family. "Come here… both of you." Mrs Agnes says, stretching her arms out for Simon to the length the drip allows. "Kiss your wife," mother insists. Simon hesitates just a second too long before complying. He kisses me… but it’s empty. I don't feel any sparks... I feel nothing. I glance at Cain, whose fist is clenched tight and he's glaring at Simon like he wants to rip his head off. Simon pulls away from the kiss. "We should start trying," he says quietly. My breath catches. "For a baby."

It took Daisy ten years to transform from a humble street vendor into a star investor in the corporate world. I stood by her side for every single one of those ten years. During our darkest year, I threw away every last drop of my self-respect and begged my estranged mother just for twenty dollars to buy us a decent meal. Looking back into Daisy’s heartbroken, tear-filled eyes, I gave her a soft smile and asked just one thing: "On the day the company finally goes public on Nasdaq, will you bring me with you?" She held me close and promised she would. Years later, when her company’s empire was soaring at its absolute peak, I gently brought up my old request once more. She didn't even bot

The people on the street below began to glow with silver hair and green eyes. ​"The 150th Chapter," Nora whispered, pulling Leo into her arms as the Pierre Hotel began to float away into the infinite sky, "is not the end of the story. It's the beginning of the Simulation of the World." ​In London, the "Real" Julian Vane stared at his monitor as his entire empire turned into a digital storybook. He reached for the "Kill-Switch," but his hand turned into a flurry of rose petals before he could touch it.

working so that he could get home early. When Simon arrived at his home in Elite Village, he received a call from his mother who was in Australia. He answered it immediately. "How are you, mom?" "I'm good, son," his mother replied. "Anyway, how is he? Did you already make a move? I told you to make it fast, my son. I want to have a grandchild again" He laughed at what his mother was saying. "Mother, everything is going smoothly and I think you just miss Sebby" "Of course but I also want to have a grandchild with you so hurry up. If you need my help, just tell me. Okay?" His mother offered. "I will gladly offer our company-" "Mom," he interrupted his mother. "It's fine. You don't need to do

Simon pulled me in by the waist and kissed me more intensely this time. I left him there in the dark, vibrant bar, knowing he would move mountains to save Jackson. To save me. I left the bar with my heart pounding in my chest. Rebirth not only gave me a second chance to live, but it also gave me Simon and the right to love again. I got into the vehicle and drove beneath the city lights, knowing I had a wedding to plan and a game to win.

“Shall we?” Raising the emperors' body, I healed his broken neck, repaired the broken bones, and sealed the punctures from Adrian's claws. Now I had to locate his soul. Ah, there it is. Demons had their claws in it literally. They were skinning him layer by layer. I began to sing my siren song, calling his soul back to me. Reuniting the soul with its vessel was easy. The emperors' eyes shot open, he gasped for breath. He dropped to his knees at my feet, still gasping for breath. I kicked him, he doubled over in pain, rolling onto his back. Stepping away from Adrian and walking towards Emperor Conrad. “So my lord shall we try this again? Will you abdicate the throne to me or shall I, kill you