Dear America: A Journey To The New World Novels & Stories

And in this lifetime, we'd never see each other again. Once my phone went dead, the only thing left for them was my maggot-ridden body and the farewell gift I had so carefully prepared.

“You mean you?” “Yes, me. I really did care for you Ela. And as for your new flashy life, good luck with Alexander Jackson. He’s not exactly known for keeping it in his pants either. He had so many beautiful women before you and for some reason no one could ever think of, he decides to settle down with you. Instead of raising your shoulder’s, you should be using your head, asking yourself why this man decided to reduce himself to you as an option. This is not something that was created to last. It’s just another entitled, powerful man, flexing his muscles. And I’m sorry, you will not find me when he throws you out with nothing, and you’re left more miserable than your parents left you, than

Somewhere down the long, sterile hallway, a monitor continued its fragile, steady beeping. Noah was alive. For now. But none of them knew what would happen when he finally opened his eyes. Would he remember the accident? Would he remember the fight that sent him driving into the rain? Would he still look at Ethan the same way? Or would the fragile new world they had built together shatter completely under the weight of secrets, guilt, and the simple, devastating truth that some loves come with a price too high to pay? The rain continued to fall outside, relentless and indifferent.

"You called your parents and told them that you were coming to my house. You also mentioned that we would have dinner at my place and then you would come to pick you up later in the evening. Let's go." This means Aliana agreed. Patrick was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and took out his own phone. I called my parents and sent our driver back home. He got into Jordan's car. Throughout the journey, his mood was both nervous and excited. Holding his backpack tightly, he repeatedly rehearsed the words he had wanted to say for a long time in his mind. For Patrick, a forty-minute car journey was also exceptionally fast. He took a deep breath and stepped into the Hardin family.

It remembered the way certainty could masquerade as safety until you realized you had nowhere to stand that wasn’t already decided for you. Adrian turned onto a narrower street, then another, until the city softened into something quieter. Trees replaced glass. Streetlights spaced farther apart. The world felt… possible again. When we pulled into his driveway, my breath finally released in a shaky exhale I hadn’t known I was holding. Home. Not the polished kind. Not the curated kind. The real kind. Adrian killed the engine and sat there for a moment, forehead pressed lightly to the steering wheel. I could see the tension in his shoulders, the way adrenaline still hummed beneath his skin.

​THE JEALOUS EX RETURNS. ​Derek’s POV. The emergency flight from New York to Milan had completely drained my last remaining personal credit lines, and my head was pounding with a vicious mixture of jet lag and pure desperation as I stood on the crowded sidewalk of the luxury shopping district, watching the entrance of a high-end designer boutique where my private investigator said Emma had gone inside just twenty minutes ago. I had spent the last twenty-four hours chasing her across northern Italy because the banks back home were already preparing to seize the main physical assets of Jace's Enterprises, and I knew that my only actual chance to stop the liquidation was to corner Emma away fro

Despite hurrying his way to meet with the wise, older Seer, Salazar made sure to avoid touching anyone by accident. "The last thing I need is a sudden glimpse of someone's untimely death," he shivered at the thought, images of the carnage he had seen in his vision coming to mind. When he reached Daeja's place, he immediately tapped the door thrice. A few seconds passed before the red door creakily opened. Salazar stepped inside, the smell of dust and ancient books wafting through his nose. "You are late," a soft voice came from the counter to his right. No visible person was sitting there, but Salazar chuckled in response.

He then decided to read out loud; "Dear Jayden, This is me letting you know that I have finally decided to leave for good and please, don't bother looking for me because you will never find me. I feels so good to finally be free from your bondage, it amuses me to know that I will never see your face again. Just as I will move on with my life, move on with yours too. Be happy and forget I ever existed which I'm also going to do. As a matter of fact, I already did that and I please with you to allow me enjoy the remaining days of my life by not looking for me. Recover fast and move on with your life. Your sincerely, Jessica "

I cannot believe today is the day that you’re leaving. Do you have to go? Yes, Maddison I have to go, I want to make sure that my mother is alright and that she understands that there is a new woman in my life. I know you have to go, it just doesn't fair. I will only try to be gone for a day, remember I have a private plane, so I can be back in the States within eight to sixteen hours.