Beulah Land Novel Novels & Stories

A smile appeared on her face now. "Who said we can't do both?" I asked, and we all shared a knowing smile. "Both, it is!" Beulah clapped in excitement for tomorrow. "In the mean while, let's hurry! We don't wanna be late." We breezed through the rest of our preparations and in no time, we were driving out of Beulah's apartment and heading to the Pearson manor. The car ride was pretty much silent, with Lisa and I on our phones, until Beulah asked a very unexpected question.

Revenge was so sweet. * * * The next morning, the boat sailed away from the island with the sun as it rose over the horizon, its rays spilling on top of the water with oranges and golds casting a warm glow over everything in view. Natalia softly snored with low moans that made me wonder what the hell she was dreaming as she lay in the guest bed of my beach house. I’d spent a fortune on this island home, but it was all mine. Who cared that it was paid for with the blood of the mafia’s ordered killings. I slept just fine.

“Why?” Beau is about to speak but is cut off by his phone ringing. He retrieves it from his pocket and his whole demeanor changes once he answers. I tune out Beau’s voice as he speaks, walking over to the window I look down at the city below. My head spins with thoughts about the past few weeks. I’m starting to doubt why Beau got me pregnant in the first place. I snap out of it once I hear Beau saying goodbye to whoever had called him. Turning away from the window, I face him. He really needs to explain things, because I have no clue what’s going on. “Delilah, unfortunately, I’ll have to explain myself another time. I just got a call that Nana isn’t doing so well. I need to fly home to see h

The notion of finally ensnaring the Burgundian was an amusing one. For one reason or another all the girls she had come to know so well under Clara’s terrible regime had decided to stay for a little while. Becca was being courted in earnest now by Hengest and they were due to move to Feylech with Rufus and Megan. “I’ve often wondered what it would be like to live on a farm,” she said, patting the neck of her horse. They were having a rare ride in the even rarer sunshine. What wasn’t so unheard of was his mocking laughter.

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Most of the women he’d seen in this foreign land had the lower halves of their faces covered with a veil, and all of their hair. She moved from her spot near one of the wagons and slowly approached his tent. His crew had helped construct this shop as they sold their merchandise this past week. The servant’s stare switched to his first mate, Jeffrey Smithers, as the man explained to another buyer where they had purchased the Oriental vases and other rugs being sold. Barry waited for the girl to make her move, anticipating the moment she’d try to be sneaky, yet she still acted as though she were more enthralled with his first mate’s tale than with stealing anything.

Don’t even look back if you hear my voice calling for help; just keep moving he added as they went ahead of him into the ‘Land of No-look back’ It was the elders who shared the story of the land to them and why they called it a land of ‘No look back’ their warriors observed many years ago that the forces in that land can’t harm anyone who doesn’t look back, then they went on to share stories of several of their warriors turning into pillars of salt, a rock of stone and into so many types of solid materials. They could see the warriors in their folklores still standing like pillars of salt and stones and several other materials as they walk through the path of this strange land.

Mom and I hug, while I try to hold back tears. “I am blessed to have you as my daughter. I wanted the set, but the goddess only gave me one son worth a shit,” Becky says, looking longingly at Bella. “Not today, Becky,” Bella says. “We can have a long discussion about your wayward eldest another day. Nothing and no one is ruining my sister's day.” Becky nods. “We came up because it’s time,” Becky says. We all go down to the front of the Conroy Packhouse. It’s an old French Style Mansion.

I gasp. No, no, no, no, no, it’s too soon. What’s happening? AUTHOR’S NOTE Hi lovelies, This is the start of Dahlia’s story. Keep your eyes peeled for it. Thank you for reading my story. It means a lot to me. Much love Becca Lou xx

Ridhima spoke sighing and then looked at him. "Look, vansh ,let's get this done in an easy way , okay ? So it's over between us right here right now . So now we have different ways , you live your own life and let me live mine and never try to contact me again it's not even like you will ever be able to do after I went to abraod. Because I highly doubt you will ever be capable enough to going out from India on your own ." Ridhima chuckled and then crossed her arms and he just gaped at her with his burry eyes .