Colin Changed Novels & Stories

Kenneth shifted his weight against the doorframe of the entryway leading into the common room. I exhaled, and walked off. My uncle knew to follow me outside to the rear patio of the packhouse. When we finally arrived outside, Kenneth repositioned himself against the wooden railing, and crossed his arms. “What did you do, Colt?” “I…I rejected her, and erased memory-”

Alive, safe and sound. My family had left, except for my mother who sat next to Shilpa. Selva sat silently looking too broken to even speak. And? I wanted miracles and magic to happen, I wanted my wife back. The doors finally opened after three painful hours. The doctors walked out, removing their gloves. Selva, Shilpa and my mother all of them quickly gathered around them. And when they saw me when my eyes met theirs… They simply nodded their head as No…… Would be grateful for your support and comments! Keep reading to find out more and follow my I*******m page for spoilers and update details - @__Riii.writes__

On this ground I stand, vouching to make a mark amongst the top CEO’s of An automobile company for the El Dorado Group. The elevator door chimes open; speak of the devil—Colin was inside the elevator. He looked good but had lost weight. His hairstyle changed, I could barely recognise him. He looked like someone whose life was thrown off balance and he indeed was thrown off life goodies. Losing me as a wife and his CEO position to me—the woman he thought would amount to no good. “Good Morning Mr Colin.” I greeted. I didn’t bother to look at him. My face fell to my designer bag, face down. But I could feel him looking at me head to toe. I clutched the handle, firmly.

“The customer dropped his wallet, and I only picked it up to return it. You’re targeting me because I’m poor, just to humiliate me. Do low-income students not deserve dignity?” Wayne instantly pulled her into his arms, comforting her before turning on me, yelling, “Everyone, you heard that, right? We’re juniors in college. His name is Dylan Conner. He’s been drooling over Maya for three years and still hasn’t won her over. Now he’s salty and using this chance to get revenge!” The crowd around us immediately started whispering and pointing. “How disgusting. She turns him down, so he does this? Which college is he from? I’m reporting him. People like this should be expelled!”

"Don't underestimate the Zimmerman family. Forget ten million dollars. Even a billion dollars is pocket change to them. Now the real question is, Celine, will Joshua come to save you?" His hand brushed my cheek. "Celine, it hurts, doesn't it? Beg me, and I'll release you." Crystal instantly snapped. "What's wrong with you? If you release her, she'll run! How will we get the money then?" Howard stood up. Without a word, he tied Crystal to another chair and shoved a rag into her mouth. Then, he slowly walked back toward me. "Don't be scared, Celine. I'm here. That woman ruined our relationship, and she got what she deserved. At least, she finally did one good thing, which was bringing you back

After all, this was essentially an alliance between the strongest families of the Eastern and Northern Territories. My phone buzzed constantly with messages from old friends and colleagues. "Aria! I can't believe you're bonded to the future Alpha King!" texted my former roommate from healer training. "Girl, you really traded up from that loser Marcus," wrote another friend, adding laughing emojis. The social media response was even more intense. Photos of Dominic and me from the broadcast were trending across all platforms. Comments ranged from supportive to envious to outright thirsty. "Power couple goals!" "She really went from zero to hero!"

I’d felt him long before the sound reached my ears. “Come in,” I said, hoping my voice didn’t betray the sudden sprint of my pulse. Colten stepped inside, and… he looked different, like someone had put a thousand pounds on his back and told him to keep walking. There was a heaviness in his eyes that didn’t used to be there. He stayed by the door, and I stayed behind my desk. My safe space. My barricade. “Kieran,” he said finally. Damn it. My name in his voice, it was a tug I didn’t want, didn’t need.

"I agree with you. It's just taken a long time for my view to change," I blush, nodding in agreement. My opinion started when I met Nash and Anna. I realized how a real man treats his woman... And then Nash brought Colt into the diner. I saw the mischief in his eyes that night. I'm one hundred percent sure he planned this... Well, not the Belle and Jack being assholes thing, but he meant for me to meet Colt. I wonder if he was just waiting for the right time... Like after he ditched his hussy of a wife.

He glared down at me. Then- he laughed. A crooked one. "Cole. Cole." He sucked in a long breath. He stood up, unhurried, the flouruscent lights hummed overhead. Illuminating his face. My spit slid slowly, down his leather boot. Dark slippy red against shiny black. Then, his expression changed. Not rage. Not anger. Worse. Disillusionment. He wiped his foot against the back of my prison shirt. "You'll crack Cole. I know you will."