Fall Pfp Novels & Stories

“Don’t tell me she pushed you into the fountain. This isn’t a TV drama, Seraphina. Why the hell would she do that?” Right. Why would she? And why would I? It’s not like pushing her would’ve magically made you love me, Kael. I turned my face away, laying back on the hospital pillow. “Alright,” I said, quiet and flat. “If that’s what you believe… you can leave now. I need rest.” Kael was silent for a few seconds, then, “You’ve disappointed me more than I thought possible.” He slammed the door shut, hard. …

I breathed a silent prayer in my heart. But just as a faint spark of hope began to rise in me, the chairman spoke again. “Unfortunately,” he said, and every eye turned to him, “there was a technical problem with the CCTV system on that particular floor. The footage for that day was never recorded.” I froze. My breath hitched. That had to be another twisted joke of the day. Again? The same thing happened when I fell down the stairs two months ago. The CCTV footage for that moment had conveniently disappeared. That was how I failed to prove that the group of interns had something to do with my fall.

Zach snickered. "Then why aren't you there?" Keira smiled. "I was hungry, figured missing one practice would be fine. I mean I am the best one on the team, I need to give them time to catch up..." He laughed. I smiled at the pair thinking they would be an adorable couple. Keira glanced at me through her thick eyelashes, as if she needed help to talk to him. I have her a shrug and she rolled her eyes, as if we were having a private conversation. "Subtle guys..." Sophie broke the silence and we all laughed. The bell rang signalling the end of lunch, Keira and I headed towards the gym for PE, just as we reached the door it was swung open and I felt a sharp pain as I walked into what felt like a

The new intern had a habit of calling my husband "Daddy." "Daddy, I am having the worst luck today. Could you please go buy me some feminine products?" "Daddy, I cannot get the zipper on my dress unstuck. Can you help me?" "Daddy, why do you not have my hair tie around your wrist? I think you deserve a punishment. Wear two. Pink ones, okay?" I frowned as irritation simmered beneath the surface. My husband waved it off with a casual smile. "She is just being playful. Do not take it seriously. She is young and enjoying the novelty. She will get over it soon enough." I said nothing. I waited until the night of the company’s annual gala. She suddenly stumbled in front of everyone and fe

Zane asked in a serious voice. "Yeah you are not doing anything properly, whoever taught you that did a very bad job, so you had better unlearn that because like I said earlier, you look like a cat that was hit by a train or erm...wait let me look for the right word to describe you.. yeah!!! I found it, constipated puppy, that Is the word I have been looking for. You look like a constipated puppy," Shirley said in happiness when she found the right word to describe his facial expression.

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I cried in pain, I had a reputation to manage, if she posts that video, my lonely life as the girl who eats alone would be over. " Of course, we are, have I ever said otherwise? " she asked " Wh… . . " "Good evening madam Sabrina, sorry to interrupt but there is something I must tell you, " my foster father said, there were no words to explain how happy I was that he had interrupted the moment. " What is it, old man?". She didn't even care that I was in her presence as she rudely said those words to him but knowing my father, he cared less about whatever she said.

However, Harper’s fury escalated the situation, and her breathing became uneven. “Where is your inhaler?” Harper asked, looking for her stuff. “i… I don’t have,” Daisy stammered She had only come down for work and didn’t bring anything with her, not even her mobile phone. Harper took a deep breath, seemingly attempting to console her, Gently, he said “Listen to me, Daisy. Take a deep breath.” Surprisingly, his voice carried a touch of warmth and concern, a stark contrast to his usual demeanour.

"That's bad. That's very, very bad. Archer rejected Leo and returned him to us!" Leo refused to let his parents continue with their assumptions. He straightened up and defended himself. "Archie never rejected me!" Dave and Fiona exchanged a look. Then, Dave put his arm down and glared at Leo. "I heard from Gavin that it's Archer's birthday soon. "We're delivering you to their place then so you can apologize and atone for your sins!" Leo had initially planned to properly confess to Archer on his birthday anyway. He was planning to show up under the guise of apologizing to Archer so that he could walk into the Lacelle household without judgment.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m