Erp Story Novels & Stories

"You're right. I'm not the real Erin—the one you grew up with. I have her memories and her body, but not her soul." "I see," I responded quietly. "Can you explain what happened?" "In my world," Erin began, her voice carrying the weight of a profound revelation: "I was the writer of this story. The night I died, for reasons I still can't fathom, I ended up here." She paused, gathering her thoughts. "Originally, the plot was that Erin Lockheart died tragically, and her death brought you and Luna closer as the protagonists. In a desperate attempt to rewrite my fate, I interfered with the story, bringing us all into this uncertain reality. I'm not sure what happens next."

"I'll surely give you half of my shares when we continue the partnership, but of course, I need to give an outlook to their employees first. We can't just trust the human resources team sometimes." Eri really had no energy left ever since that day Allura asked her about her past. Eri felt guilty, a sudden wave of weariness, and a negligent feeling for her daughter. The words I've said to Eri before have already been marked in her head. "I'm not a teen anymore. I'm an adult." "After all these years, was I too harsh on her?" Eri thought, too lost in the clouds of thoughts in her mind. "Mom?" I called as she was quiet on the phone again. "She must be tired there."

said Danshak beside her. “You think?” Replied Erin sardonically. “This is not my fault, you know,” he said, indicating her harsh tone. “I know. I’m sorry. I just didn’t expect to run into this kind of nightmare. I only used the dream stone out of curiosity, I didn’t know I would show up in this era and have to face a legion of deadly beasts in the middle of nowhere!” “What are you talking about, Edvana?” “I’m not Edvana. My name is Erin, Erin Brown, and I do not belong here. I want to go home!”

Elise couldn’t put the manuscript down. With each page she flipped, she wanted to flip more. The amount of information and deep secrets she had read in just the two chapters she read were overwhelming. It went as wide as uncovering what they did as well as some important deals their company- EEE group of companies did. She closed and looked at the manuscript and thought about Ludo. Where did she get all the information? she asked herself. “Mom!” Erica called out to her

"For one night it worked exactly like you wanted it to." She looked at me properly for the first time. "And then it stopped working," she said. "And here I am in a church I haven't been inside since I was a child, and I don't actually believe in any of this, and I came here anyway because I didn't know where else to go that didn't have my name attached to it." A short, humorless sound. "Everywhere else, I'm Elara Conti. In here, for an hour, I was just a person sitting in a pew."

coughed Ernes when he noticed the applicant still staring blankly. "Excuse me! Are you applying for the job? I've been waiting for you to sit down. If you're waiting for Señor Lejandro, I’m sorry—I'm the one doing interviews now." "Ah! Is that so? Sorry, I thought I had to wait for Sir. That's why I was just staring," Erick replied, making an excuse. Manong Ernes smiled, and because of the man’s response, he hired him on the spot—even without reviewing his documents thoroughly.

The rice and stir-fry tasted bland, as if something sharp was stuck in the back of my mind. Erick. The man who could show up at three in the morning with two boxes of donuts and a story about his toxic new boyfriend, then five minutes later review someone’s prenup while applying nail polish. He wasn’t the type to send cryptic symbols. If something was wrong, he showed up with sarcasm and something from Zara too tight to sit in. But now? Silence. No signal. And a package with the devil’s lipstick, plus photos that, in certain light, looked like either early evidence for a CPS report or a happy family gallery. Depending on who was watching.

Eric tried to warn again. A long time ago, Eric had loved someone just like every other human, he wished to have kids one day and raise them right, he really fell deeply for the lady,he thought they could eventually have a happy ending. But it ended in tragedy. She betrayed Eric. All the years she spent in loving him was all a fake because she was only working as a spy for her organization. Eric had almost lost his life back then because she had him fall into a trap, Eric was broken during that moment and till date he has not let go of the hurt and pain he has to go through.

But to my surprise, as Scarlett was leaving the ER, she ran into Aidan Palmer, the deputy director of the hospital. She burst into tears, telling him that I wasn't at my post and nearly caused the patient's death. Scarlett, with Aidan in tow, barged into my office without even knocking. Clearly, she couldn't be bothered to play nice anymore. When they came in, I was sitting at my desk, sorting through patient charts. Scarlett wiped her tears and pointed at me. "Dr. Palmer, look! We're swamped in the ER, yet Dr. Garrison is just sitting here doing nothing. If it weren't for his laziness and negligence, we wouldn't have come so close to a medical accident."

Eros sighed, and I nodded. As we headed up the stairs, he turned to me and said, “Erin is a Clurichaun, a solitary fairy that asked me for a job many years ago, and she is feisty and can cause mischief especially after she is deep in her cups, so be leery about roaming around late at night because that is when she indulges in her whiskey. I believe that she's already into her cups.” “Okay,” I replied and watched Samson rush past our feet shouting excuse me.