Entangled Life Book Novels & Stories

--- The twins stirred, tiny fingers curling against my shirt. Elian’s laughter drifted faintly from the hallway as he played with his toy blocks. The house felt alive again — messy, warm, loud in all the best ways. And somewhere between the chaos and the quiet, I realized something: Our life wasn’t perfect. It wasn’t calm. But it was ours. And that was enough. END OF CHAPTER 106

ALEXA’S POV The television blared loudly in the living room. “Breaking News: Gresham’s Building and Montreal Enterprises have officially merged into one corporate empire under the leadership of Mrs. Katey Stones and her daughter, Sydney Stones…” I switched off the television angrily. “This is bullshit,” I muttered, running my fingers through my hair in frustration. How did everything spiral out of control so quickly? My phone suddenly rang. Patrick. I picked up immediately. “Hello?” “Mrs. Anderson…” Patrick whispered from the other end.

There was only one way she could return which was the door, so I shut and bolted it which gave me some confidence on the task ahead. The book, as I had already examined was a thick volume, brown at the corners, indicating the age of the pages, I could easily backdate them to about sixteen years ago, around the time I was born. The cover had no caption, but on the inner leaf where the words in coarse writing: “The Life of Veronica” For her daughters Lettie and May.

she scoffed with anger, "If I can't have you Dennis, no one can '' she muttered and walked back to her office with some files in her hands. Dennis got into his car and drove out as soon as he could, he got home, took a quick shower and booked an early flight back to Italy the next morning. That instant, he took his laptop and began to investigate if there was a case of a missing child a day before he was born and alas, everything Cassandra told him was written just like she stated. There was a picture of him as a baby, Dennis felt his eyes tear up with tears, he couldn't believe that his life has been nothing but lies all these years. How come he has never come across this, he just couldn't

My breathing seemed to have stopped but the rapid beating of my heart in my ears gave me certainty that I was still in the world of the living. I was so torn, torn between looking away and actually not. I was torn between breaking the contact and getting off to do my business. My mind was thinking that, but my body couldn't even move an inch, it was like her stare glued me right where I was, to stare at her mesmerizing eyes.

"This is not the life I want. Not a Cinderella wedding or a romantic home life with a handsome husband and cute children. Such a life is not worthy of me. It's like I stepped into the wrong world.” In the middle of the night, when Axel was asleep, Blair sneaked out of the house carrying a suitcase filled with personal belongings. Then Blair leaves a note on the refrigerator door. "Sorry, Axel. I may leave your life for good. I don't want to trick my baby into a fake life with you."

"But life is a Rollercoaster, Liviana. It's a long, fun, and terrifying ride. And there's no getting off until the very end. So, you better enjoy it while it lasts." That woman had taught Liviana a valuable life lesson that day, and more than she knew, she had also given a young, hopeless girl her heart back. She had taught her of the rollercoaster that was life and had given her a new book to read from the cell her parents had her entrapped in. Only this book wasn't like the others. The words weren't the written form of deception and the book wasn't one where she was the side character in the story of her life. Instead, there was nothing. There were no lies, no loopholes, and certainly no g

Now she was standing in front of the footboard of the bed, and he didn't notice when she had arrived there. She took the book in her hands and admired the cover - a beautiful combination of colors and figures with striking white letters. Her fingers touched the title with a certain slowness, and she looked at it with a frown. It seemed to be her book, the book of her life. THE STORY OF MELIA CONKINOVA: A WHOLE LIFE BEFORE THE GOODBYE BY LORD HOKONICK

This was the life I dreamt about; to be able to live as I pleased without the shackles of a dying body. As I danced, I raised my head and caught the eye of the very man who made me come out here. His eyes followed my every move and there was a fierce look in them. It made me remember my mission here. This evening, I remembered one book I read in my past life. It was about a girl who was in love with a guy to the point of sacrificing her life for him but one day, she got fed up and decided to live for herself. The man became desperate for her attention and in the end, he became obsessed with the girl. It felt similar to what was happening with Xander now so I reckoned if I clung to him as bef

“What in the hell are you reading?” Titus took a glance at the front page. It contained an erotic graphic. “I had started reading one of Max’s books earlier. I discovered it on her bed when I went to her room to look for her, but she was not there. Anyway, I began reading this amazing book. The story revolves around a girl who had a one-night stand with a stranger. Ran away with his money and car the next morning when she woke up and fled the city. Three years later, she came back to the same city only to realize that the man she is going to work with is the same man with whom she had a one-night stand three years before.” “Whooaah! That is ridiculous. First of all, the author of this book w