Better Late Than Never Book Novels & Stories

Joseph asked me as we ate our dinner. I looked at him then back to my food and spoon myself the food, "It's good. Myles was so nice, he even started to ramble about making my book into movies, but I told him that it's ok,I better work on publishing my book first." I said then laugh. Joseph look at me, "Who's Myles?" He asked. "He's the CEO of Z.H.O.U Publisher." I said. "why are you calling him by his first name?" He asked.

"So what if I did? Jayden, it's time you faced reality. This isn't about revenge. I married Charles because I like him. In every single way, he's a better man than you." I paused deliberately, watching the disbelief spread across his face before delivering the final blow. "And besides, what makes you think I'd ever waste my marriage, my future, just to get revenge on a man who betrayed me?" Lunara stepped forward hurriedly, putting on her best teary-eyed, pitiful expression. "Ms. Sheridan, how could you slap Jayden like that?" she whimpered, her voice soft but perfectly calculated. "I know you're upset because he didn't marry you, but really, was it worth sacrificing yourself like this for p

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he asked gently. “I’m okay,” I said, though my voice cracked as I spoke. “You’re not,” Rowan murmured softly, “And that’s okay.” I looked down at the coloring book in my hands. “This was Evie’s.” “Can I see?” Rowan asked carefully. I nodded and opened the book to the last picture. The completed wolf family. Rowan looked at it for a long moment, his jaw tightening as he read Evie’s handwriting and then mine beneath it.

"Dad's here." My claws dug into his sleeve. Tears soaked into the worn leather. My bones were still cracking, but all I could hear was his heartbeat—slow and solid in his chest. The moon was full. Moonlight washed over me. And it didn't hurt anymore. My phone buzzed by my foot. A message from Rose, perfectly timed: [See it now, Molly? One call from me, and they'll drop you. Even if you became their mate, nothing would change. But hey—I might consider letting you have one of them. If you ask nicely.]

After settling the discharge papers, the father and son quietly left. … Time flew by, and before they knew it, the first snow had arrived. Robert had finally made a full recovery, and the family of three gradually emerged from the shadow of the fire. They had barely gone out as a family since everything happened. So when they finally stepped out into the bustling streets beneath the falling snow, it felt like life was beginning again. But Robert occasionally seemed distracted. He would nervously rub the small velvet box in his pocket. The ring he never got to give Justine had become a thorn buried deep in his heart. That was why he had planned tonight's surprise. He had no idea how Justine w

Then, he began pummeling himself on the chest. I'd kept a diary of my thoughts and emotions during the 200 days he had spent with Evie. In short, it was a record of my heartbreak. My entries had started out hopeful. Then, it gradually evolved into longing, disappointment, and ultimately, despair. I had also noted down the date that I was finally going to leave. The very last entry was my final note to him. "I don't love you anymore, Oscar Ramsay. Don't come looking for me. I don't want to see you ever again."

"By the way, as the mighty Alpha King of the Snowdrifter Pack, I trust you wouldn't embezzle your former mate's wealth. Please return, with interest, all the inheritance funds of my parents that the Snowdrifter royal family misappropriated over the years." With that, I turned and left the hall without looking back. Returning to the house where my parents and I once lived before their passing, my once hardened heart suddenly softened. I recalled their wishes for me—to simply live a happy life. Before, I had placed all my hopes for happiness on Liam, and that was the biggest mistake I had ever made. I thought I should take Cecilia's ashes and leave this place for good to start a new life. So,

He almost turned the entire hospital on its head in his worry! "That's how huge the gap between a good and bad man is!" The bitterness in my heart grew the more I listened to the doctor's words. "That's right. I'd be better off marrying a pig than a man like this!" In the past few days, I finally learned that the hospital staff had a tacit agreement that Niall and Chelsea were already together.

At the bottom of the page, in different handwriting — added later, in ink that didn't match — were four words. She doesn't know yet. She turned the page over. Nothing on the back. No indication of who had added it, or when, or what — exactly — she wasn't supposed to know. She looked up at Stellan. He had already seen it. "Who wrote that?" she said. He shook his head slowly. "I don't know." Behind them, Neva's voice came quietly from across the room. "I think," she said carefully, "that you need to open the bequest."