Fifty-one Fifty Novels & Stories

So why should I just walk away with 50 million? "Sarah Fulton!" Jesse looked at me with disgust as I tore the papers into pieces. "You're pushing your luck. 50 million isn't enough for you? Don't forget how you got into my bed in the first place." His undisguised contempt dragged old memories to the surface. Indeed, I was the other woman who won. I clawed my way past all his lovers and forced out his first wife. When she left, she cursed me viciously, saying that a heartless man like Jesse could abandon me for someone else tomorrow, just as he had abandoned her.

Amina leaned towards the wall, shaking. Adrian stood nearby. Waiting. Knowing what came next. She lifted her head slowly. “How many?”. His expression tightened. “Don't.”. Have you ever done this? Silence. Then: “Fifty-six.”. The number smashed like a hard rock. She stared. “This is cycle fifty-six.”. Her body went numb. Fifty-six lives. Fifty-six versions. Fifty-six endings. All leading here. All erased. All replaced. She swallowed against rising nausea.

“Girl, you just broke the internet and the age barrier.” Rory wiped his brow. “My blood pressure ain’t built for press conferences.” Theo was already posting clips. “Hashtag TheFifthVow is trending! Ma, you’re literally the face of romantic resilience.” “Lord, help me,” Ava said, collapsing into a chair. Marcus crouched beside her. “You okay?” She nodded slowly. “You know what’s funny? I thought being seventy meant people stopped talkin’ about you.” “Turns out,” he said, “they were just waiting for the good part.”

Wan picked her up and made her sit on his lap. "Did your class ended early today, princes?" He asked, pushing a few strands of hair from her eyes. She nodded enthusiastically making her short bob hair bounce. She showed him a paper while smiling proudly. "50 on 50? As expected. Our trina is so smart." Casey ruffled her hair and gave her a high five. Wan stood up and left for the kitchen to get some snacks, leaving them in each other's company. For a moment he just stood the kitchen doorway and stared at them from a distance.

A thing continuing. Forward. End of Chapter Fifty-One

he placed his hand on my hand and gave me his warm smile again , But this time, I felt so comfortable I smiled back at him, and I remember his face looking like he had seen something he never saw before, he looked surprise and overwhelmed, thinking back I wish I knew what that look meant. And I remember, while we were talking, I heard some gossip between the women in the room, they said something about Zander Corporation, My father's company, I think it was that gossip that started this life of pepetual competition I live now; I was still lost in my thoughts as I distantly stared at the top of the hill, looking at Melvin who is now an eighteen years old guy, 6'1 feet tall, clear White skin,

She thinks it was absurd to answer the kid's question. "Fifty five times and then what? After that I'm all gloomy? You're so ridiculous kid. Why don't you go find your momma, hmm?" "But would you? If you answer I'll go but be warned. Once the fifty fifth is taken, I don't know if you can take it all in," the kid said, gazing at her intensely. Chassy doesn't even get the kid. Thinking it's just some child's game she rolls her eyes and answered, "Yeah sure, make me smile fifty five times kid," mocking the kid.

Alive. “One…”

It was the beginning of an everlasting friendship for them both. After they had both cried, Niyi’s mother said, “Niyi, I want to tell you something. Do you know about the five senses?” Niyi nodded. It was in a poster in their class. “Eye, ear, tongue, nose, and..” she couldn’t remember the last one. She wiped her wet eyes on her sleeve as she struggled to. “Skin,” her mother said and tickled her, making her laugh. “Remember, we all have five senses. If you lose one you’ll get four out of five. Is that a good score?”

Sharon smiled and told Frederick, "Don't worry about serving me anything, brother. I'll transfer 1 million dollars to you now, and if you manage it well, I'll give you another. But I hope Remy doesn't find out. He keeps loading my account with money and wonders why I don't spend it on ordering shoes and bags to look nice for him."