Blacktie Breaks Novels & Stories

The way a part of me didn't want him to leave. Bren's fever broke around midnight. For real this time. The sweat beaded on his brow, but it was a cooling sweat, not the burning kind. His breathing deepened, evening out. I let out a breath I didn’t know I’d been holding, a long, shaky sigh. Four hours. Four hours of fighting. Caius spoke, his voice quiet. "He's going to be fine." "Yes," I agreed, almost too tired to speak. A pause, just long enough for the quiet to settle back in the room. Then he added, "Because of you."

Brooks, Following an extraordinary review by our brand integrity board, we regret to inform you that we are officially terminating our contract with you for the upcoming South American series. While we acknowledge the police investigation regarding the fabricated nature of the leaked media, the high profile and controversial nature of your ongoing association with the New York Titans violates our active lifestyle campaign guidelines. We wish you the best in your future endeavors. Ethan stared at the screen, a dry, humorless laugh escaping his lips. It was over. The dream he had spent his entire twenties chasing the one assignment that was supposed to secure his name and his mother's financia

Or maybe a missing tooth, a bruised face, a broken nose, a broken jaw. Or maybe just enough damage to remind him that certain words were better left unspoken. Wild imaginations ran through my head as I slowly let out a quiet laugh, my fingers flexing slightly on the handle as I kept riding forward. Now, there were two people on my black list. The red–haired and the anonymous bastard. He had dared to send Aaron a note and drag him into whatever sick game he was playing. My eyes narrowed slightly beneath the helmet. I wasn’t going to let that slide.

I tried to imagine what it must have been like for him to stand beside his wife watching her trying to heal a broken soul and losing herself along the way. “I don't know what happened with you guys, I just know that all this hurt and anger she has is not from today. So, fix this shit. Fix what you did and maybe she can move on with everything else. You've been such a jerk all this time and I swear if you ever hurt her again I will end you Ethan, I swear I will end you," Tom was clinking his glass so hard that it might break. He looked at me with frightening eyes and I knew that he would keep that promise if he had to. He had always been loyal and had become a man willing to do anything for h

A sharp crack broke the silence in the living room. The bracelet hit the hard marble floor, and the gem shattered into pieces. At that instant, everything around me stood still. I stared at the broken pieces on the floor, my mind going blank. Susan shrieked and took a step back. Jason swiftly grabbed Susan's hand and anxiously checked the back of her hand and her calves. "Did you get cut by the shards? Does it hurt?" He was finally relieved after making sure that Susan wasn't hurt. He turned around and stared at me, frozen in place, my face pale.

Time flew by. Before I knew it, winter break had arrived. Since it coincided with the anniversary of Grandma's passing, I made a trip back to Jethroville. The dry, cold wind stung my face. I knelt before Grandma's headstone and carefully set down a bouquet of fresh white lilies. My fingertips brushed across the ice-cold stone surface as I said, "Grandma, I earned a full first-class scholarship this semester. You don't have to worry about me. I'm doing really well."

Blackie, who always had one eye on his host’s future husband, nearly coughed up blood at the spot seeing the message the dolt had just sent to his fiancée: "The engagement is off. I won't marry you. From this moment on, we are over and done in all ways possible. P.S. I'm changing the bride of the arranged marriage to your brother." ‘Oh, my god!! 😱 This retard!! How could you break off an engagement via a text message?!?’ Blackie nearly foamed at his virtual mouth, ‘And in such a brutal way?!? Did you forget that your future with your baby depends on a peaceful breakup!?!?! And… and… and that ‘P.S.’!!!!’

“Every step.” --- Cassian Steps In “That ends now,” Cassian said coldly. Elias looked at him calmly. “You still think this is something you can end.” --- The Breaking Point “This isn’t your system anymore,” Elias continued. “It never was.” --- The Final Move Before anyone could react— Elias moved. Fast. Too fast. --- The Shock A flash. A device. A trigger. Aria’s eyes widened. “Cassian—!” --- Impact The system crashed. Hard.

"That's insane. That's the most romantic insane thing I've ever heard." "It's not romantic, it's controlling," Bri said. "He's trying to buy his way back into her good graces. That's a tactic." "Or he actually feels bad." "Or both," Dani said. She typed back: *i don't need a rematch. i need to finish my car and forget this happened.* *fine. no rematch. but i'm still sorry. and for the record, you drove the best chase run i've had against me in two seasons. the sweeper. nobody holds that line that late.*

Black bow tie hanging loose around his neck and the two top buttons on his snowy white dress shirt tugged open at his darkly tanned throat, AbdulRasheed sat sprawled in one of the couches in the living room, with his feet propped up on the top and the blunt-ended fingers of one beautifully shaped hand lightly clasping his phone tightly. It was late and he was tired so his eyes were shut, the grooves around his thirty-four-year-old, life toughened mouth seeming more harshly etched than usual. He wasn't just tired, he was livid and frustrated. He should have just stayed back at the hospital, but he couldn't, not after her visit, and not after the text she had sent him after she had left. He ti