Begin Again Val Sims Full Novel Novels & Stories

I stared at Simone who had a satisfactory smile on his face. “Sometimes I wish I could just cut off your tongue and make you stop talking forever because anytime you open that damn mouth I lose it.” Simone’s lips curled into a knowing smirk. “Don’t act clueless. You remember the bet… don't forget.” My chest tightened, that jerk would not let me go of this book anymore: “You don’t fall for her,” Simone continued, stretching lazily to his feet, bottle dangling from his fingers. “You make her fall for you. That’s how you win.”

Realizing that she was treading on dangerous territory, she quickly changed her tone of voice and approach. “Of course not,” she nervously stated. “You owe me nothing. I owe you. It is just that he lay on death’s door for so long and then, when he is finally up and around, instead of being turned into a vampire, he is left as a human and given a laboratory with shiny new equipment. It makes a body curious.”

"Seriously Sim, you're occupying literally the whole bed. Move." She smiled and didn't move an inch, instead pressed her lips to the sheets. "Bed, my love. Marry me? We can stay together forever." Ira sighed while I rolled my eyes. This was Simone every time she woke up. She just refused to get away from 'her one true love'. Of course, that changed the second her eyes fell on Pizza or any junk food, then that became her one true love. "I'll go and wash my face." I said, getting up and eagerly grabbing the drinking water Ira offered.

Fin opened the conference hall door for Marcus. "Master, Mr. Wright is here," Fin informed. Marcus put the phone down on the table and take his seat, "Be seated Mr. Wright," Marcus ruthlessly said without even looking at Tyrant who stood in respect to bow him, meeting started... In Smith's Mansion, Olivia peacefully had her breakfast, Charity fed her spoon by spoon and Alice kept smiling looking at her, "Would you like to have something to eat Alice?" Olivia asked.

"I can't believe this book has a sequel." Simon angrily dropped the novel on his bed. He had been keeping himself occupied ever since he came back from that meeting. Now that he is back, his role as the alpha will fully begin tomorrow. He left his bed and found his way down the stairs. He saw his brother eating alone at the dinner table when he got there. "Flint?" When Simon called, his brother turned around to look at him. "You are back," Flint said.

Damon shot back at him. That answer knocked the air out of him more than an argument would have. The room felt too warm. Too small. Simon ran a hand through his hair. “When are you booking it?” Simon asked. His voice didn’t sound like his own. “Today.” Damon didn’t hesitate. Simon stood there for a second like his body hadn’t caught up yet. Then he sat back down slowly, like his knees decided for him. The game was still running. His character stood in the middle of the map, getting shot at. He didn’t move..

“One night. Scratch the itch. She’ll never know.” Simone stepped closer. Her fingers trailed down my arm, light but electric. “I’m not here to force you,” she whispered. “Say the word and I’m gone. But if you want to know what a different pussy feels like… I’ll ruin you for vanilla in the best way.” My throat was sandpaper. Fanny’s smile flashed again. Then Simone’s body—lush, dangerous, everything Fanny wasn’t. Just once. She’ll never know. I took her hand.

I was reborn and sent back to three weeks before the zombie virus outbreak. In my previous life, a zombie virus suddenly broke out in my city on Christmas Eve. The entire city collapsed within two days. I was an orphan. My parents had died in a car accident, and I used their compensation money to open a supermarket. Before the zombie virus spread completely, I built a makeshift shelter inside my supermarket. I took in Victoria Blake, a young woman I admired, out of kindness, but she ended up betraying me.

If you keep acting like a simp, you’ll only make the male lead hate you more. [You have to become a vicious heiress to win your crazy childhood friend’s heart.] [Otherwise, once Gabert turns into a devil, he’ll make anyone he dislikes disappear, including you, crybaby.] My heart trembled. In my previous life, it was because I kept acting like his devoted lapdog that Gabert locked me in a basement and tortured me miserably. Thinking of that, my shoulders trembled with fear, and I quietly sobbed. Seeing my tears, impatience crept up on Gabert’s face.

Before transmigrating into this world, I had read the original novel and knew there was an escape route hidden in the basement. I felt around in the dark, pried open a loose floor panel, and crawled inside. The narrow passageway was choked with dust and cobwebs, but for the first time in years, I felt completely free. By the time I climbed out onto the hill behind the villa and breathed in the fresh air, everything finally clicked into place. Go home? By groveling at the feet of that absolute piece of trash? Screw that. I'd rather flip the entire chessboard than spend another second playing the role of his pathetic little simp.