Doah Stories Novels & Stories

I'm so freaking doomed! Long time ago when I just came from medical school and I had just started my own practice with help from my parents. Things were going great and slowly I got more and more patients and I was content until one day…… The day SHE came into my office and everything went down the drain fast, real fast! Riana...beautiful, sexy but above all, dangerous Riana, my first love....the one that showed me how to love and brought me to my knees! and that is not in a good way!.

Everything was fine but nothing was good. My daughter despite being her father lives with someone else. Zoya and Sameer Bhai helped me to raise my daughter or else I don't know how I would give my daughter a mother's love. Because of my wife, one lie. I lost my first love, my wife. she was suffering from a blood clot still she hid her pregnancy news and at last because of complications I lost her. My wife left us alone. . Time Flies .

“I have my moments.” We talk about everything except football—travel horror stories, worst interviews we’ve done (theirs are better than mine), the general absurdity of adult life. Harper tells a story about accidentally interviewing the wrong athlete at the Olympics—fifteen minutes in before anyone realized. Sloane talks about the time she got stuck in an airport for three days covering a story that fell through. I tell them about the teammate who thought “per diem” was a type of pasta. It’s easy. Natural. The kind of conversation that makes hours feel like minutes.

They had stepped into a realm of gods, leaving Elias behind in the mud. He stumbled backward, away from the edge where the Tyrants had just plummeted. His mind, usually sharp and calculating, was a frantic mess of gears grinding against each other. He needed a story. He was a cop; he knew how the system worked. He knew that the person who told the story first usually got to keep their life. Think, Elias. Think. What was he supposed to tell the first responders? That the most powerful men in the city had chased two teenagers into a magic puddle and then forgotten how gravity worked? That his son had turned into a luminescent being and walked through a hole in the sky?

She wasn't crying any longer. "Mummy?" I called out to her, she hummed in response. "I have a story for you. Would you like to hear it?" "Go on." "Remember when I was five and Tolani was seven? There was this day she took out the new doll you bought for me saying it was hers since she had lost hers and you bought us identical dolls. Normally, I would over look such things because those antics of hers were normal at the time, but I really loved that doll and I did not want to give it up for anything. I remember going on to report to you everything she had been doing to me, I was in tears by the time I ended my speech. The question you asked me was, 'why did you not tell me immediately these t

Third Person's POV A month later, all of the Moretti family's assets in Newmont had been liquidated. Fiora had been arrested and was facing 13 charges. Lorenzo wasn't prosecuted, but his name had become a joke in the city. The once-powerful Mafia Don was now left with nothing. He moved out of that villa, the one where Elena had been drenched with ice water and beaten by bodyguards. Before leaving, he stood at the entrance and looked at it for a long time.

Doyin retorted, "I know that you are pretending, and I know that you have many things to tell me" Mr Coker said, "I don't have any exciting stories, and If I open up to you what I have gone through In life, you will shed tears" Doyin explained, "Okay, okay, I don't want to shed tears, and I don't want to see you sobbing" Mr Coker said, "Thank you"Doyin said, "Sir, can you tell me Interesting stories about you" Doyin said,

My ride was already waiting outside. ***** Sitting in my room engrossed in the book I am reading. After the visit to Sarah's house, I got home and no one was home as usual. My parents are very busy people. My dad owned various oil companies in Different countries and of course had to travel from time to time. My mum is a businesswoman. She travelled a lot too. Hopefully, she'd be around tomorrow. Deciding that the book was starting to bore me. I opened the I*******m app and started scrolling through the posts.

Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until she could no longer keep them open. When she woke up again, her stomach felt empty. The only thing that had ever given her hope was gone. The effects of the anesthesia were fading, and the sharp pain in her abdomen made even the smallest movement unbearable. Tears streamed down her face. The baby was gone. Her future was completely shattered. Meanwhile, Matteo was at the nightclub he frequented. In a private room, he drowned himself in alcohol, frustration eating away at him. He didn't even remember the last time he had gotten a decent night's sleep.

There, hidden beneath a stack of folders, was a small black ledger. With trembling hands, Sofia opened it. Row after row of numbers and initials filled the pages. To an untrained eye, it might look like ordinary bookkeeping. But Sofia had seen enough financial records in her career to recognize what this was – a record of illegal transactions. "Oh, Papa," she whispered, her heart sinking. "What have you done?" A creak of floorboards outside the office made Sofia freeze. Quickly, she snapped a few photos of the ledger with her phone and shoved it back in the drawer.