Felicia Day Book Novels & Stories

Fair. Apparently being a baby wasn't a valid excuse. Reasonable honestly. Several minutes later she disappeared. God. Then returned carrying an alphabet book. Fair. A very large alphabet book. Reasonable. The kind usually intended for children who could sit upright. God. Not babies who occasionally sneezed at random. Fair. Then Lily sat directly in front of Peanut. Reasonable. Opened the book. God. And school began. Fair. "A." Reasonable. Peanut stared. God.

I didn't feel like dragging the conversation any further, so I brushed it off and changed the subject. That night, I turned on my laptop for the first time in weeks, only to realize that my WhatsApp was still logged in. It was flooded with messages from Edgar. "Wanda, I was wrong. Please, just answer me. Say anything. I'll do whatever you want." "Wanda, I messed up. I'm a bastard. I should've never cheated. I'm begging you. Please forgive me." "Winifred lied to me—she was never pregnant! I'm going to kill her. She ruined everything. This is all her fault!"

She asked another maid who she considered her friend, but Zaria's relation with her was not that strong as that of hers with Lisa as they were bosom friends. Felicia, a sweet little girl with bright orange hair and chubby cheeks full of freckles, was seventeen years old, working as a part-time servant at Anderson's mansion to unhinged the economic burden of her parents. She was a high school student, but her hard work still could not be compared with most people. She worked hard to earn with good and fair means. Felicia was startled to see the young miss up so close. Not that her young miss looked like a creep who was smiling so big at her, but rather she was nervous to face people from her

Now that he had fallen, everyone who had suffered came forward with company secrets. I did not know who had filed the complaint, but I figured they must have had no other choice. After all, no one would risk their future like that without being pushed to the edge. Nonetheless, I was not surprised that people were eager to kick him while he was down. Then again, it no longer concerned me. I packed my bags, planning to travel with Mom's favorite necklace, and decided to visit our regular restaurant one last time. From a distance, I noticed a strange woman dragging herself along the sidewalk. She was not walking—more like she was crawling.

Felza's blushed, her neck flushed red, “You can't lie, it's written all over your face. You literally called me fat.” “You’re not.” I said, almost seriously, “You look perfect.” “Then I'll excuse you for some time. I have to complete this book.” I stared at the book in her hands, slightly curious, “Is that a dark romance book?” “How did you know?” Felza asked, slightly baffled, “You read dark romance books as well?” she looked rather shocked when I nodded slowly, not tearing my eyes from hers, “I've enjoyed reading books like that for years.” I lied, wanting to impress her. Felza laughed out loud, “What a surprise? Most people hate books like this. What's your favorite?”

Tonight everything seemed so beautiful to Felicia. The sky was clear, and even the city air, which was usually so hot, was soothing tonight. It was like she was living a life of perfection. No one would have thought that this perfect day would turn out to be the worst day for Felicia. A faint smile appeared on her sexy red lips. She looked back at Edward so casually. The expression on Felicia's face was completely unexpected for Edward. And to be honest, this was not what the man had in mind. It was also not the expression Edward wanted at the moment.

He had to find her, no matter what it took. As Joseph's eyes darted around the room, they landed on a book that was half hidden under a pile of papers. He reached down and picked it up, curious to see what it was. The cover was worn and tattered, but he could just make out the words "Diary" written in faded ink. He opened the book, his heart pounding as he turned to the first page. To his surprise, he saw that it was a diary belonging to Felicity. His breath caught in his throat as he began to read. The first entry was dated over a few years, and it detailed Felicity's feelings about her late parents.

I said as I shivered at the memory. "You're just being ridiculous." She said as Asa came inside Felicy's room, standing between my legs as he ignored Felicy even after knowing her for a year. I remembered the day I was leaving for a week because of a business trip and left Asa in her care. I wasn't on the plane yet when Asa dialed me, crying and saying he was scared. That was the last time he ever went close to her. Felicia wouldn't even tell me what happened except that Asa gave her a difficult time that was why I decided to put him in a daycare when we came here.

He only placed a document lightly on the corner of my desk, then continued toward his office. Everyone craned their necks, trying to see what it was. Only after he entered his office did I dare pick it up. It was just an ordinary industry report, nothing special. I let out a quiet breath and flipped it open. A small sticky note slipped out and landed on my keyboard. It was written in Yoel's familiar handwriting. "Breakfast is in the drawer. Your stomach isn't great. Don't drink iced coffee." My heart skipped. I instinctively pulled open the drawer.

"Oh. Um, thanks?" "I'm serious," she said, like I'd sounded doubtful, which I suppose I had. "You've got this whole quiet, mysterious thing going on. It's very intriguing." "I just don't talk much, I guess." "See, that's exactly what a mysterious person would say." The girl on her left grinned around a mouthful of fries, unbothered by her own joke, and stuck her hand out across the table. "I'm Zanele. This is Priya, obviously, and that's Beth."