Culpable Book Novels & Stories

My parents hand me this year's "atonement list", which includes a Porsche worth at least six figures. They claim that my late brother, Caleb Patterson, loved luxury cars above all else. Even though he died saving my life, they say I owe it to him to buy a real one and burn it in his memory. That way, he can enjoy it in the afterlife. Just as I'm about to drain my savings to appease them—just as I've done for the past ten years—I receive a notification about a trending post titled, "How do you get the oldest child to willingly spend their whole life slaving away for the younger one?" After a moment's thought, I tap the notification and start typing a reply, one word at a time. "I'm the ol

More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)

"Want me to tell you a wonderful story?" I raised an eyebrow and clenched my fists while fighting the urge not to break out. Not yet. I needed to hear what she had to say. Smirking evilly she started, "Once upon a time, a naïve, young girl witnessed the illicit affair of a well-respected man to his wife's cousin. They just happened to be part of a cult that restricts such kind of immorality. The young girl let it off. Then, one day she overheard about the marriage arrangement of the man she's infatuated with to the daughter of that well-respected man. To prevent it from happening, she made the man's daughter a friend–a very close friend– and used all means, all bullets she could pull to ruin

Flavio comments, and from the expression on his face, I know he’s worried about this information. “Damn it! That son of a bitch has us by the balls.” I express angrily, slamming my desk. “You need to calm down, Alexandre. Sooner or later, we’ll find the person responsible, just like your mother did in her time. This time won’t be any different.” “But my mother knew who the culprits were. This bastard, on the other hand, hasn’t shown his face yet, and it feels like he’s moving us like pawns in his chess game.”

His eyes were wide, bloodshot, and fixed on her with the unblinking intensity of a cornered animal. "You think you’ve won because Marcus played a tape?" Reggie whispered, his voice cutting cleanly beneath the blaring alarm. He took a slow, calculated step forward, the muzzle of his silencer tracking a line directly between Vivienne’s eyes. "A tape is just noise, Vivienne. The media will chase a new scandal by Monday. But a dead General Manager and a fraudulent, unlicensed doctor? That is a closed file." Vivienne didn't back up against the car. She stood her ground, her fingers slipping quietly into the right pocket of her oversized hoodie, wrapping tightly around the cold, weighted steel of

His untouchable criminal record was clearly a result of a bribery to some judge because he definitely was not the saint he was presented to be. His club smelled cocaine and his bars screamed illegal alcohol trade. There was not even one cop around the perimeter of the club which meant that he had one of his own in the force. That's where I needed to start. I have to learn more about him. I can't afford him dragging my name and dignity through the mad over some sexual tension. Then a notification reached my ear. He had booked an appointment for Friday. Missed me already Mr. Valentine.

I left Aaron for the meantime on the part where the fountain pens are to go to the novel section. Since I saw Sophie Lark's Brutal Prince on TikTok's recommendation, people who have read this say that it has a strong female lead. I enjoy books of that genre, therefore I may be interested in reading it. I looked at the shelves. I also picked up a book and read the synopsis on the back when Aaron came to me here. "You like reading books?" he asked. I turned my eyes on him, "Uh, sometimes. If I'm interested in the plot," I answered.

Sarah pleaded. Chelsea walked to the window, irritated. "He will do the things you write to you, and if you make a fake list, he will goggle and make life hard for you," she stated. Sarah sighed in relief; at least she was on the right track. "I have tried to find a way to outsmart him with a list, but I could not come up with anything," Sarah stated. Chelsea turned with a huge smile, a smile that always spelt trouble. "The cripple hates you, right?" she asked.

“What a joke!” Carvalho said arrogantly, “I’ve always been an upright person, and I’ve acted righteously all my life. I’ve never done anything to harm anyone. So, don’t you even think of placing the responsibility and blame for someone else’s sin on me! I’ll still be innocent and not guilty even if you were to place me in front of all the police officers all over the world!”

But he wasn't! He wasn't a saviour at all. He was a coward and a Bully. He moulded me into a woman haunted by fear. I was living every day in fear of him. I am the woman who's going to be looking over her shoulder for the rest of her life..ALL BECAUSE OF HIM!! I FELL IN LOVE WITH THE WRONG MAN..THE ABUSIVE MAN!! ~~~~~~~ I walked out of the Gas station with a new phone in hand,a phone that couldn't be traced. I dialed Claire's number,the number that I had memorised if this exact reason. Thankfully she answered after 3 rings, just hearing her voice had the hot tears rolling down my cheeks.