Novel & Cerita Ever After High: True Hearts Day

The summer twilight winds squeezed in against her face. Another summer day is almost over again. "Earlier… I guess I thought too much about it. So I thought why should it be? If there's no one I like there then there won't be a problem. There will be no matchmaking." Kay smiled with satisfaction, as if that was the perfect solution. "Are you sure?" Thea doubted it. She put down the glass. "Where are you going to meet them?" "Oh, I haven't told you? Father said it was afternoon tea the day after tomorrow, at Lord Lutz's house."

Her. Adrian had Ivy’s hand. Through the port. Other hand on my shoulder. Alex leaning on his leg, watching. “March 14th,” Adrian whispered. “They’ll be home by March 14th. I promise.” _Beep. Beep. Beep._ 88 BPM. His. 141 BPM. Mine. 158 BPM. Isla’s. 144 BPM. Ivy’s. Four hearts. Same room. Same fight. _No cages. No monsters. Just us._

My body had not moved an inch, but my mind was in complete chaos. Last Valentine's Day, there had been a trend online where people would tag their partner and have them make a bracelet. I thought those lion charm bracelets were absolutely adorable, so I forwarded the post to Lucian. I even added a message. [Honey, why don't we make one bracelet for each other?] The message showed that it was seen, but he never replied. When I was hanging out with my best friend, Serena Hayes, she showed off the bracelet her boyfriend had already made for her.

she cried, waving the company’s phone as if it were a winning lottery ticket. I looked up, flour dusting my hands. “Crystal, please tell me this isn’t another TikTok trend.” She rolled her eyes. “It’s not a TikTok video. Look!” She shoved the phone in front of me. My breath caught as my eyes landed on the bold header: Invitation: Culinary Partnership Presentation – Marshall Foods International. My heart skipped. Once. Twice. I blinked at the words, convinced it had to be some elaborate prank. I let out a nervous laugh. “This isn’t real.”

The shadows of betrayal and heartbreak loomed large, casting a pall over what once seemed like an everlasting bond. __________ After three long months, Utkarsh had finally decided to treat Hiya to an outdoor dinner, and the occasion was none other than her birthday. However, it wasn't a gesture of goodwill or affection; rather, it seemed more like an obligatory act, as if checking off a box on the list of marital duties. As they stepped out into the world, Hiya couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness. The vibrant energy of the surroundings was contagious, and for a moment, the weight on her shoulders seemed to lighten.

Jenna Brooks’s POV “If high school love is like a candle in the rain, I, Liam, will hold an umbrella for you.” Liam said, as he took a dramatic pose and held an imaginary umbrella over my head. I shrugged with an eyeroll, and he understood immediately that I wasn’t in the mood. We were both in the student’s council room and were making copies of more flyers to spread the word about the school play. It was in four days. “You don’t seem yourself, is everything okay?” he said as he sat down back, stacking the flyers.

The moment I finished tidying up the house, the system's notification chimed. "Fran, you'll be going home in five days," it said. Tears began streaming down my cheeks again. I forced a smile and whispered, "Alright... Thank you." For a second, I thought I heard the system sigh. The next thing I knew, my ears were filled with the sound of fireworks going off. Elijah had lit them up outside for Abigail. I took a deep breath, turned around, and gathered all my belongings—wedding photos included. I then crouched in a tight corner of the garden and burned all that junk in a heap.

“No. Hasn’t he shown up to you either? We even made a bet on who’d win your heart. Whoever won would keep pursuing you. Gabriel won… and now he just vanished. That guy’s something else.” I was furious when I heard they had made a bet about me.

It seemed, suddenly, that a week or two passed in a mist of duties and lies. Playing Hera was a lot more difficult than I'd thought, and Aidan's crankiness wasn't helping one bit. We even had to stage photos, pretending for the press that we were madly in love.

JH International Group's team would produce it for them and have it broadcast on television, where ratings would be soaring. According to incomplete statistics, on the day of the broadcast, the viewership was so high that it was replayed in the golden time slot the next day, reaching a record-high 67% viewership. With such high-quality content, this program was bound to be a success. Furthermore, the concept was great and very innovative. This matter was heating up in W City. Mr. Marcus had already started planning the wedding arrangements, with Jessica eagerly anticipating being the bride. On that day, Henry returned.