Behind The Seams Novels & Stories

I shrugged and he continued to follow me, remaining two steps behind. We reached the back of the shop and I gestured to one of the dressing rooms. He handed me one of the dresses, a gold sequinned piece with an open back that almost reached my backside. The front dropped down my chest revealing plenty of cleavage. Probably too much. The front and back were held together by thin gold straps on the shoulders, making me wonder just how securely it would hold everything.

Wards hum here, my fingers tingle before I touch. “Seam,” I say. “Heavy one.” “How do you want to play it?” Hadrian asks. “Like it’s lying to me,” I answer, and bow my head to the bark, letting that sleepy buzz crawl into my palms. This seam isn’t a wall. It’s a funnel. It pushes anything dumb enough to run straight along the cedar line and spills them into a pretty little bowl of deadfall and thorn. “Trap,” I say. “Lovely bowl just past the rise, plus...” I sniff, and wrinkle my nose. “Something under leaves to our left.”

He held us tighter as he led us out of the house. A couple of houses were on fire. My front door and back door were completely off their hinges. 5 of my windows were broken and someone had trampled through the flower garden. Adaline threw a fit when she saw someone had stomped on her peonies. I laughed and looked up, Jackson was back and just staring at us like he didn't know what to do.

I said and walk away. I'm dropping the bomb today at the meeting. When I got to the hotel, I arrived at the meeting late for dramatic effect, walking in slowly, Jade dressed in a short red turtle neck gown and a white jacket following me from behind. Everyone staring at us till we got to the middle of the long table. " At King's restaurant, the person who will be assisting me with revenue growth and for new leaps, I would like to introduce to you my partner" I said presenting Jade Shipman.

Once again, they witnessed the mysterious occurrence as the bloodied coin moving by itself on the manila card. "I already came. Why did you guys want to leave?" Another voice, with a childish tone echoing from behind the closed door. Then, giggling is heard. One could perceive her excitement within that laughter. The owner of such a voice must be a little girl. "Sisters, let's play together!" Jane managed to snatch Sofia's arm and saved themselves from being hit by a flown door. She pulled her stiff-looking friend and stepping backward, avoiding the opened door. Whatever behind the door is bringing a piece of bad news to them. The four of them are huddling together for their safety.

She realized she had been a little too harsh. Helen's voice broke her thoughts again. "You probably don't know this because that little rascal wouldn't dare tell you, but he secretly set up a company for you. Your Celestial Bliss series will be the company's flagship product, and all the profits will go to you. Honestly, if you asked him to give you his heart, he'd probably do it without hesitation. He's hopelessly stubborn, that one.

She move to the backseat door like a cow about to be slaughter. She slip into the car. His eyes were still glue to his tablet never sparing her glanced. She clinch her bag tightly between. Her system feel unsettled. "Relaxed, will you" he said "What?" "I not going to do anything stupid to you" he smirked. "Well, I'm relaxed " she lied smoothly. " I don't think so. You sitting upright, your back barely touching the seat" he pointed out while his gaze fell on her. "Okay " she said leaning back to the seat.

"This dress is a one-of-a-kind Itania creation, the handcrafting alone cost thirty thousand dollars. I never meant to flaunt, but what can I do when I'm married to the wealthiest man around?" She feigned a look of concern, yet her eyes sparkled with triumph. The relatives gasped in awe, while a few young girls, green with envy, reached out to touch the gown, only to be deftly sidestepped by Betty. From the doorway, I let out a soft laugh. Three years ago, when I first laid eyes on Joseph, he was a man battered by life and plagued by illness. He once caught me performing a mystical ritual and became convinced I possessed magic. He begged me to heal him.

BENEATH THE FACADE Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits. Chapter 40 Caleb's POV: A few days later, he brought it up like it was nothing. We were sitting in his aunt’s backyard, two plastic chairs sunk into dry soil, the scent of grilled meat hanging in the air. He leaned forward, his voice low, like he was letting me in on a secret the world wasn’t ready to hear yet. “There’s this tech startup I’m backing,” he said, wiping his fingers with a napkin. “Young guys, brilliant minds. I believe in them. Big future.”

Sideways, as though crossing a doorway required keeping one part of herself turned toward escape until the room proved, inch by inch, that it would not close behind her differently than promised. The back door opened to Omar first, then the woman from the transport board, then finally the child. M.M. stepped inside without stepping fully inside, her left shoulder still angled toward the dark drive beyond. One small duffel hung from her hand. The other hand remained pressed against the tied strip of cloth at her wrist, checking it every few seconds as though the knot itself might disappear if she stopped paying attention.