Disturbia Plot Novels & Stories

But all I could hear was silence. “This is not the time to have fun, Lia. Please respond.” I clenched my teeth. I nearly stopped breathing when I heard a muffled noise from the other end. I hear some shuffling on the other end of the line before it goes dead. “KAROLIA!” I yelled at the phone once more, despite the fact that I knew the line had been disconnected. She is in peril. --------------------------------------------------------------- A/N - Yaaassss............. Ready for some action?

Like- Sounded wrong. I love Leona. I sighed, I love Debby too. I feel distant with Debby because I haven't been with her in so long but when we meet. I know my feelings will immediately return and maybe even overcome the feelings I have for Leona. I softly knocked and there was no response so I let myself in her room, she was awake. Her legs crossed and her laptop in front of her. She was softly sobbing with a wipe in hand.

His ego was tampered with. Vivian is still resting her head but was about to wake up. She rolled herself on the bed for quite some time and opened her eyes. Her eyes seem so long due to the stress she passed through overnight. She stands up from the bed gently and walks to the bathroom to have her body cleaned appropriately.

"Cara, sweety, You Have Got to Calm Down! I can help you understand. But only if you Calm Down. Please, Cara, this is so important. Everything is riding on you and your ability to chill out!You can make this all stop. But you have to calm down and stop running away. Please. Please just calm down." Cara sat there trembling and trying to calm herself down. The room was beginning to feel like it was spinning around. She just wanted to go home. She just needed to go home. This, all of this, was just to much to have to deal with. Although she wasn't moving, Cara began to feel herself falling backwards. She developed tunnel vision, the world around her got smaller and smaller. At the end of the ev

POV - GABRIELLA SANGRIENTO Think Gabriella! My mind was all over the place. I could take them but I need to keep my strength, so I'll need a distraction. My eyes wander around the room as I stare at all the dead bodies on the ground. Nipping my bottom lip as a plan was processing in my mind, it might work but I need to be smart about this.

The manager was trying hard not to spill it but the actress could sense that she was not living a peaceful life either. Qin Yue was an artist under her care, whatever Win Yue does were all the person to be held on bars would be Wen Xiaoxiao. Wen Xiaoxiao had got everything lined up for her but this little accident disrupted the whole train of events; all of her activities were delayed and stalled. Her whereabouts were sensitive and couldn't be said to anyone out there lest they stir up trouble. The manager was having a hard time explaining her artist's insincerity to everyone; she was literally running out of excuses. If this were to continue then her perfect plan for Qin Yue's advancement w

CHAPTER 72 Liana Pov Morning arrived quietly, almost deceptively. The city outside my window moved as usual, the hum of cars and chatter below a stark contrast to the storm that had been brewing for days. Yet, inside my apartment, the weight of the last few weeks pressed down like a physical presence. Every glance at my laptop reminded me: Marcus Delgado was crumbling, and the law—and everyone I had worked for—was about to be shaken in ways no one could predict.

Mischief entered his eyes as he tore his gaze from the screen and directed it to him. "Why? What's wrong with watching what's mine?" He stated calmly. Neil was shocked by his insolent attitude. "Yours? Travis, your obsession is becoming nastier now. I know you want her, but installing a camera in her suite? That's unethical and disgusting." He seethed. Travis snickered and leaned his head on the couch. "Why is my accomplice complaining today? If I remember right, we both concocted this plan together." He replied in a bored tone. Neil clenched his jaw. The audacity of this brat to say that he was overreacting.

I wouldn’t possibly let her in the den of lions, especially now that she’s vulnerable and influenced by drugs. That damn sangria is to blame. I'm going to throw fists to anyone who ever mixed party drugs in that shit. In my mind, I'm weighing out if it's either JB or Mark. They're more of the troublemakers. Mingyu would rather consume the drug himself while Wonwoo doesn't care about anything like that. Time stilled in the dark ocean of sheets between us. I laid down beside Catherine. It was noisy outside but the room was lined with the music of my pounding heart and Catherine's silent breaths.