Defiance Novel Novels & Stories

“Tonight, we settle this. Either you pay, or…” Tshepo’s fists clenched. He thought of Gail, Mathapelo, Sandra, Mom—every family member depending on him. “I’ll make it right,” he said, his voice trembling but firm. The men laughed, circling him like predators. Tshepo’s heart raced, but determination pushed through fear. He would survive tonight. He had to. Sandra’s Defiance – Discovery Looms Meanwhile, Sandra prepared for her clandestine poetry reading. Every fiber of her being screamed rebellion, but the fear of Abby discovering her performances weighed heavily. She typed the final lines on her tablet:

Five-hundred pages of filth turned into a weapon. The perfect Poetic justice for chasing me through the city like a deranged bloodhound. My heart hammered so hard I almost laughed. Wasn’t this the part where heroines in books pulled some badass move? Yeah, well—I was no mafia queen. I was Nova, whose emergency plan consisted of “call 911 and maybe throw stationery.” “Why are you following me?!” Her lips curled. “Why do you think?” The way she said it made my stomach flip. If only she knew how chaotic and filthy my thought process was. I’m sure she wouldn’t have asked what I was thinking at any given time.

Between duty and desire, between destiny and defiance, I was trapped in a game I didn’t fully understand. And with the full moon rising closer with every passing hour, I knew that everything was about to change.

Tiffany scoffed so hard she almost choked. "If I was Deja? Oh baby, I'm haunting EVERYBODY. Ren wake up in cold sweats hearing 'you ain't sh*t' in the middle of the night. Dominique can't look in a mirror without seeing me standing behind her like 'still a homewrecker, huh?'" She flopped back down on the couch, shaking her head, completely disgusted. "And the author really sat there and wrote this like this was romantic or something? Girl this not tragic romance. This is character assassination."

TW: Primal Elia I’ll never stop being a coward and will never do what I want. To take risks. To step out of my comfort zone. I want that feeling of freedom again. I need to overflow with being both wrong and right at the same time. That's what I kept telling myself after clicking on the club's profile, I pause, then type a DM. I want to be chased and ambushed. In the dark. Where you can use me and no one knows.

But no one seems to mind; after all, their fur protects them from the elements. A sheep in hell? You've got to be kidding me! Sheep were not hell's creatures, they were from heaven. She groaned. But there was no trace of people on this trail apart from a worn-out track that curled through the snow blanket of grass on her right. Oh, really, Sophie? Do you expect people in your nightmares? Really? What is this Stephen King novel? The cold air replenished Sophie's lungs, and they were now bursting with fresh air as she observed the orange sunset cascading down a rift of clouds into a distant blue lake. The reflection of the sunset glimmers in its beauty.

I did my best to elongate my patience, but you intentionally pushed my limit. “Joeff! Let me go!” kicking and slapping my shoulder. Until she find my face pushing me away. REALLY LILY ! Until I reached the coach and drop her immediately. “Sleep there! If you don’t want to share the bed with me!” Fuck! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE

The smell of cigarettes contaminating the air woke me up and I thought Konstatin had tried to burn a building down with me inside of it. Yet, I still remain silent; resilient to fight my way out of hell's grip upon me. Even though minutes have passed, I haven't been able to make anything out that will help me survive or escape. I'm still lying on the frigid ground, helpless as the day I was born. Another voice sweeps through the room, "I was wondering when the Defiant Queen would join us." He murmurs in English with a thick accent, followed by laughter that erupts through the room.

"What gives you the right to fire me with a single sentence?" Though I kept a low profile, the veterans in the room had all heard my name. For a brief moment, the sheer force of my words stunned the room into silence. But Flora remained unrelenting. She stepped forward and violently swept everything off my desk, sending it all crashing to the floor. "Stop boasting! So what if you've been here ten years? Let me tell you something: if you have no value, I don't care how much seniority you have, you get tossed out!

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.