Don't Look Back Novel Novels & Stories

Stop causing a scene. I massaged my aching eyes and said to him with a steady voice. "This isn't a scene. I'm calmly telling you that I'm done with you!

One of the executives, already searching on his phone, suddenly exclaimed, "Priscilla Price is back in the country!" The entire room erupted in shock. "That's Abel Jones' unattainable first love! It's no wonder he abandoned the meeting to rush to the airport!" Elara exchanged a glance with Theodore. She had heard of Priscilla Price before.

"Apologies, but I don't want a man who's poor, impotent, and useless either." I had thought that Timothy would throw a fit of rage. However, he just smacked himself in the face and said, "You're right. I am useless. I didn't cherish what I had. I'll do anything you want as long as you forgive me." "I'm never going to marry someone who betrayed me in both lifetimes, Timothy. I'll never forgive you either." Timothy was shocked. "You… How could this be? Were you reborn, too?" I had no need to pretend in front of him anymore. "Yes, I was reborn. I've never forgotten how you treated me in my previous life. Just looking at you makes me sick to the core!"

I'm starting a new novel! I'm so excited to share with you guys the other novel I've been plotting lately. Queen Of Ace What is this novel all about? =If you haven't read my first novel, His Fragile Flame, I uploaded in this app, this is only "a part" of it but can be read as "stand-alone". This story was written in different character's perspective and her back story before His Fragile Flame. You don't have to read the first book to understand this novel, and I think it's better if you read this before that because HFF has spoilers.

Did I miss something when reading the novel? “Don’t worry, I’m confused too.” Noel spoke, as if answering the question I had in mind. I shot him a confused look while he added. “I have read this novel before, and until the end of the story, mentions of a red witch never came, even in passing. The fact that the name ‘red witch’ existing in directory of this book itself signify change within the plotline of the story. Much like how your resurrection strays away from the original plot.”

I changed into the clothes he gave me, my hands trembling as I pulled them on, and when I stood there dressed like a stranger, I knew something inside me had ended. He looked at me one last time, his voice breaking. “It will be a long journey,” he said. “But you must run, Norah. Run fast. And whatever you do…” His hands tightened on my shoulders. “Do not look back.” The gates opened behind me. I ran. I ran with everything I had in me, my lungs burning, my legs screaming, my heart pounding so loud it filled my ears, and I did not turn back even once. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

Before he left, he promised me one thing. "Wait for me. When I come back, we get married." Those words. That was all I needed. So I waited. Three years of waiting. During that time, I heard every rumor imaginable. People said Vincent was dead. Said he'd run off. Said he was never coming back. I ignored all of it. I just counted the days until he returned and made me his wife. Now, everyone in the city knows there are two people they can't cross. The first is me, Sophia Black. They say I'm ruthless in business. Invincible. That I have only one weakness.

"Say what? I reincarnated into a reverse novel." The system's words were like a thunderclap; not daring to believe this was true, the whole person was stunned for five seconds. Marin found a corner to sit, blankly looking at the novel in her hand without saying anything. Trying to calm her nerves, she opened the novel and read the last few chapters she hadn't finished yet. The novel [Love you more than the stars.] has very bloody content. The novel is set in a modern setting with a director's love affair with a secretary.

Not anymore. Marco glanced at me in the rearview mirror. "Donna, where to next?" "The airport," I said, crushing my cigarette butt. "Book the fastest flight to Sicily." "But what about New York?" "There's nothing left for me in New York." The plane took off at three in the morning. I watched the city lights shrink below as we climbed, a place that held three years of my youth. Past loves and hates flickered before my eyes, but I had no regrets.

Queenie returned to her room with a skip in her steps. I followed her into the room that was once mine. The room that Mom had decorated for me no longer looked the same. Queenie lay on the bed and called someone eagerly. "Hey, that old coot Benjamin Linnus agreed!" The person on the other end said something. Queenie sneered in response. "You really didn't let that tart Yvonne out?" A chill ran through me at those words.