Beyond Words Publishing Novels & Stories

I knew Dean would only be satisfied seeing me humiliated like this. As the alcohol churned in my stomach, the words I meant to say—words pleading for help—died on my lips. Instead, I said, "We will find a way to pay off our family's debts, Mr. Potter. If you don't want to give us new projects, that's fine." Fred snapped back to attention, his anger flaring as he slapped me hard across the face. "Do you even realize what you're saying? Without Potter Enterprise, the Byrds are finished! How are you going to repay those debts?

The chairman went to face the old man, held his hand, and said, "Please have mercy on me, sir, I have said too many unpleasant words against you that demean your character. Judging you unfairly and making your son suffers for my brutish character. I have always looked down on you for being poor and for being an ex-convict, not realizing how unfair it was for me to do so. Please forgive me, sir! I beg of you!" The words he uttered moved the old gentleman. He knows well how his son was treated by the chairman. He knows how many times his son suffers and almost wishes to die just because he was mocked and belittled by the rich businessman. But that was all in the past now, he always tells his s

On my way home from work, I realized a man I didn't know was following me. I called my husband, Cassian Bellamy, for help, hoping he could come pick me up. Instead, he sent me a few cold voice messages. "Can you stop acting like you're being followed all the time? We live in a society governed by laws. Where's this creep you're talking about?" "Also, if someone really is following you, what do you think he's going to do? You're a married woman. I'm busy right now, so take a cab home yourself." I hid in the corner of a 24-hour convenience store, trembling from head to toe. It wasn't until a torrential downpour began that the creepy figure finally left. I ran home in the dark, soaked to

How did they have books unavailable anywhere but reading apps, and why didn’t her website mention their print availability? “Find a book that caught your eye?” Aidan asked. I felt his breath on my neck and knew he’d snuck up on me to lean over the back of the sofa. I ignored him and looked at the copyright area. And there it was in black and white: Published by Phantomedia. Oh, Byron and I will have words when I go home for winter break. Did his company only do a limited run on publishing the books? Are they only in very select markets? How connected to Well Thumbed is he? Does Shannon know? I saw some of her Dawn Phoenix books on the shelves, too.

The Witness pointed toward the edge of the universe. "Beyond the last star." Caelum stared. "There is nothing beyond the last star." "There wasn't." A dark line appeared across the sky. Then another. The lines formed a doorway. But this doorway wasn't like the one inside the Source. It was enormous. It stretched from one end of creation to the other. And beyond it was a place where everything appeared frozen. Stars hung motionless. Planets stopped in their orbits. Even light seemed unable to move. Lena whispered: