Believe Me Chapter 8 Novels & Stories

I am not mentally prepared. " When I said that I like you, I'm fvcking mean it. So please take my feelings seriously." End of chapter 88

The photo of a man who might’ve been mine. And left the mansion again. Not running. But chasing. Because if Matteo was caught in the fire... then I was walking straight into it. End of Chapter 8

When I'm eight, my younger sister, Rachel Gaffney, unplugs the battery powering my artificial heart so she can charge her phone. By the time Mom and Dad find me, my skin has turned blue, and I'm barely breathing. The doctors save my life, but I'm left with serious health problems that never go away. After that, Rachel might as well be invisible to Mom and Dad. They stop smiling at her and barely speak to her. All their time and attention go to me instead. Dad takes a job overseas just to pay for the monthly maintenance on my artificial heart, while Mom quits her job to stay by my side around the clock. She even fasts one day a week, praying that I'll be given more time. I may never be he

I replied. I'm not a very good liar, but this seems like a believable reply. Luckily for me, Matthew believed my lie and nodded. Mikey on the other hand, looked at me with a smirk and raised his eyebrow. It's like he knew I was lying. That's impossible. A/N: Hi everyone! So I will upload chapters on Mon-Thurs at 10:00PM & Friday at 5:00PM Hawaii Standard time. I'm also writing a new book called "Speak To Me." I will upload chapters for that book on Tuesdays & Thursdays at 8:00PM Hawaii Standard Time. Feel free to check it out, and I also hope you all like it. Thank you for reading and I Hope you all enjoyed this chapter.

The day Lily Bianchi returned from abroad, the Don Dario Moretti threw a street race in her honor. She was the woman he valued most. He ordered me to race, even though my old injuries hadn't healed. The wound on my arm tore open, and I lost control of the steering wheel. The car slammed head-on into a boulder. Pain ripped through me. When Dario drove past, he instinctively slowed down for a moment. Lily, riding shotgun, immediately rested a hand on Dario's shoulder. "Dario, why on earth did Lucia crash into the mountainside? Is it because you let me ride with you? She got jealous and hurt herself just to get your attention." Dario scoffed. "Nobody help her. She'll live. "Anyone who takes her

I smiled hard on my thoughts . Hey guys.. thank you for reading the book . I am really grateful to you all . The next chapter will be a game changer and heartbreaking for my girl . So brace yourself . The truth is going to be disclose. Thank you ! . Keep reading .

Fewer thoughts enter your mind, and the buzz in your head subsides. Through the mental connection, I heard my mother's soothing voice, "Graysen." "Yes," I responded, waiting patiently for her to say anything. " Your mate is awake." _____________________________________________ Eighth Chapter!!!! How was it? Is it to your liking? Word Count: 1752 ______________________________________________ So what do you think? Vote. Comment.share Leave your feedback on what you want next. I'm trying my best after all English is not my mother language.

“I know telling you not to worry is like telling water not to be wet, Maa. So I won’t say it. But I will say this: Trust in three things. One—everything you, Mamá, and Pops taught me? It’s enough. Two—the Goddess wouldn’t have let me be picked if I wasn’t meant to go. Three—I’m going to do everything I can to come home safe.” I pull him into a hug, overwhelmed by pride and fear—but the pride wins out. When we finally pull apart, I manage a shaky smile and say, “Alright, beta (son). Just make sure you get a picture of a Mourning Bloom for me, and I promise not to worry. Too much.”

Kai turned to me, his face blank, though his grasp remained firm on my arm. “You alright?” he asked. I nodded, swallowing hard. “I… yeah.” His shoulders were strained and his jaw was tight. "Please," he whispered. "Let's take you back home.” We walked back to the small cabin that had begun to feel safe, his home. The door closed behind us, and I collapsed onto the rickety couch, covering my face with my hands. Kai crouched ahead of me. "Is he one of your people?" I nodded, my voice uncertain.

"Show yourself a little respect and leave, Mr. Stiles." "August," he called after her even as she turned and took her leave. "You need to leave, Mr. Stiles," Benjamin said. "Do not put your filthy hands on me, or you will regret it, you fucking asshole." He snarled out before calling out calmly but desperately, "Baby." Imela didn't bother looking back at him because she knew she had finished his chapter. The next chapter was about Oliver Plane, and everything was in place.