Novel & Cerita Colleen Hoover Never Never Series

As my vision blurred, and I felt myself nearing death in the body I had sculpted, a sudden, frantic pounding of footsteps echoed through the hall. "Cathy!" Sebastian's voice. He lifted me out of the sculpture, concern etched deep in every movement. "It's okay. I'm here. I've got you. We're leaving." … Meanwhile, Theo had just finished soothing Hannah, yet an unreasoning irritation gnawed at him. He felt his punishment had been sufficient and was about to have someone release me. Then one of his men rushed in, clutching several reports, face pale and urgent. "Mr. Bennett, the anonymous donor who gave you a kidney after you escaped the kidnappers… We compared the records with Ms. Catherine Wol

It's our fifth year together, and I accompany my fiance, Theo Montague, to see the aurora he has always yearned to see. Fortune favors us that night as vivid green lights stretch across the snow-covered plain. He wraps his arms around me from behind and suddenly murmurs, "It's beautiful. Too bad we're still one step short of perfect." I freeze for a moment and ask him what we're missing. He doesn't answer, and I don't press him, either. After all, I've heard this phrase far too many times. When I go to great lengths to get him the out-of-print book he has his sights on for ages, he sighs. "We're still one step short of perfect." When we move into our beautifully furnished house and f

"Oh, right. Sorry, I just didn't remember you at first." Brandon Smith was someone I knew from college. We did not really hang out much. He had zero contact with Charles, so I had nothing to worry about. "Why are you here? Do you go to college here too?" I asked. Brandon grinned, his eyes twinkling. "I'm a researcher at this college." "Wow, that's cool," I said. "It's so unexpected to see you again. I thought I'd never find you after you got married and then just vanished. I tried to find out what happened to you, but there was no luck."

My body was still covered in faint red marks, and my legs were sore and weak. Oliver, wearing only gray sweatpants, came up behind me and buried his head in the curve of my neck. "It's Abigail Floyd." He lifted those striking, playful eyes and continued, "She's my senior from the art department back in college. To be honest, I'm kind of nervous to see her again." My hand froze halfway through applying lipstick. Of course, I remembered Abigail. He used to have a crush on her. But before he ever confessed, she had gone abroad.

An hour before the fireworks show begins, Florian and I were seated side by side on the couch with the laptop in front of us. We were supposed to watch a horror film but ended up seeing a rom-com Korean show. It’s a pretty long season with almost ten episodes. I’m not sure if Florian was enjoying this kind of film but he didn’t complain anyway when I chose to play this one.

“I’m not ready. It’s too personal and I need to sit with it a little longer.” Lora watched me for a long moment. The playful smile faded into something resembling annoyance. “Okay,” she said finally, holding up her hands. “No pressure. But when you’re ready… I’m here. Always. You know that, right?” She hugged me goodnight then slipped out of the room, closing the door softly behind her. I let out a shaky breath and reopened my laptop. The folder titled “Never Publish” stared back at me. I hovered the cursor over the article for a long time, thumb brushing the trackpad.

The woman wasn’t a driver. That much was obvious and she carried herself differently. Serena had noticed it from the first day. At first she ignored it but now she couldn’t stop thinking about it. Who exactly was Ava? The mystery was starting to bother her. At another table, Chloe suddenly leaned closer. “A few of us are going out this weekend.” Ava looked up. “Where?” “Just a small gathering.” Chloe shrugged. “Coffee, shopping, maybe lunch.” Ava immediately liked the idea. It sounded normal, exactly the kind of thing she wanted.

But my hands moved on their own, reaching for it, picking it up with shaking fingers. The screen was dark, but as I held it, a notification lit up. A text message from Clara to someone named Victoria: "Did exactly what I planned. Miguel completely believes she did it. And the best part? She almost told him about Mum. But I cut her off before she could ruin everything. Poor Mara. She has no idea I orchestrated my own disappearance. She thinks this is all some accident. She's so predictable." The room tilted.

I draped her pancakes with honey and dropped it on the table right in front of her, serving it with a glass of milk, after which I went back to the kitchen and had mine with a cup of hot chocolate. No one was at the hospital when I got there, and luckily for me, I brought a book along, so I sat right beside the bed and started reading the book. The book was “ My Father's Wish” by Bellaboy, a touching story of how a young man, Hunter, was set up by his late father's will to marry his middle school bully, Hazel, just so that he; Hunter, could claim his inheritance.

" So Julianne put on the wedding gown and never removed it after reaching the venue. Everyone simply let her complete the entire wedding rehearsal in my place. When it ended, I wasn't even there. Adrian and Julianne selected photographs over afternoon tea without noticing I'd been absent the entire time. Adrian clenched his fists, sweat gathering in his palms. He took out his phone and called me again. No one answered. His face looked terrible, and even his breathing had grown harsh. Julianne said, "If she'd found out the kidnappers were already gone, she should've told us. We were only trying to protect her, so..."