Doing Harm Novel Novels & Stories

Not that it was any of my concern. “How’s she feeling?” Nolan asked me. “Did she get hurt?” “Not so much physically,” I answered simply. Whenever I thought about the handprints I saw around her neck and the bruises on her hands and feet, it made me want to bring Tyler back to life and kill him again, and it pissed me off more that I wasn’t the one who’d taken his life. However, the real damage to Meadow was not physical. “Everything alright with you two?” I asked in a bid to change the subject.

Dakota POV . . It's f*cking hurt! This mere sacrifice I made just to escape from that gigantic cage. D*mn, my arm's still in pain like b*tch. Purposely slipping on a wet bathroom floor was torture-suicide, I would not recommend it.

INVISIBLE NO MORE It's Monday. It's Monday and for the first time in my life, I am dreading school. Everyone must have heard by now. I have no doubt. First, the nobody, AKA me,is chosen over the elites, by an elite like themselves. And now, they are returning to school. The Elite 4 that chose me, are returning to school. London Morse, Luke and Brendan O'Connor, and Ken Longstruum are returning to school. Crash Course Rebellion is returning to school.

I hissed, my legs weak and feeling like jelly as I paused in my track, replaying scenes of what I saw inside that room. For real, my supposed fated mate has been found and this is how it all happened and ends. Like a joke. My neck hurts from the tight grasp of the same man that should be my protector, and each swallow was hard and painful, but what pained me the most was the fact that it was my mate who hurt me. I hissed in frustration, feeling so angry at the moon goddess for what she just did to me. How could she offer a dickhead to me as a mate?

"I'd like to see Molly and leave soon." "You fucking asshole! I almost died because of you." I screamed. "That arrow nearly killed me. I'm still fucked up because of it. I can barely walk." Every set of eyes in the room landed on me. I hadn't meant to speak, but I hated Harold for shooting me. Thomas had been out of his mind, and my body was having an extremely hard time healing. It didn't make me feel any better that I finally understood why Harold and his men tried to take me that day. Jenson's invasion at my house had been for the same reason. It had all been for Braxton. This was a sick game of fate.

Crouching down to his level Damian smirked viciously as he tapped his gun on his chin as if he was thinking. "You know what I forgot about you trying to force her. Thanks for reminding me. Let me tell you a story I read, a novel actually." Damian smiled making the guy in front of him tremble two times. "In a Chinese novel which I read there used to be a villainess. A villainess who's desperate for the main lead. She tried to humiliate, hurt and kill the female lead. When nothing worked she tried to drug the male lead and tried to sleep with him. But we already know that the female lead would never let it happen. As usual the villainess is punished you know how? Guess it."

"The elder arrives, the assessment begins, and while it is running they create a situation where I appear to be using my domain to harm rather than help." "Yes," Riven says. "Or they find the situation already existing." I think about that. A situation already existing. What in the last eight days could be framed as the Goddess of Fate causing harm. What has my power done, deliberately or not, that someone with the right framing could present to the council as damage. The guard on the staircase. I pulled his thread back. That is healing, not harm. The threads I have been reading. No action taken, only observation. The encouragement I gave the corridor guard's thread this morning during the l

“Novels. They keep me calm.” “I thought I keep you calm,” Tessa interjected. Vee looked up at her. “You still do. I would’ve gone insane if you weren’t here.” Tessa blushed while Raymond rolled his eyes and shut them. “What’s the novel about?” “Revenge shit,” Vee replied. “She was betrayed on her wedding day. Lost her child and almost got killed. She miraculously survived and plotted against her cheating husband and his devious in-laws. She made sick moves. Took everything from them, drove him mad, and made him feel every single pain she’d suffered, tenfold.”

Someone who could go cold with rage in an instant. Someone who had no qualms about harming my – that woman’s babies. Someone who slaughtered an entire pack, leaving no one alive, without a shred of remorse. My mouth falls open as realization makes me want to throw up. Damion. That voice was Damion’s.

At times like this,I would call Ada and she would comfort me but today,I quarrelled with her and I knew that I will wake up with big black heavy eyes tomorrow morning, with sharp stinging pains from crying. Hello😁😁😋,my dear readers, I hope you're enjoying my book. Who would have thought Ada and Tamara will blow hot like this Even though Tamara is saying the truth. Well,we are like Ada sometimes, fighting the truth and dying from immerse pains. Please comment and let me know what you think about "NO HARM". Laters readers😁😁😘