Finding Frankie Art Novels & Stories

At a company party, Taylor Kennedy plays a game of mouth-to-mouth cookie biting with his female assistant as everyone watches. I blend into the crowd and laugh along. The room instantly falls silent. The assistant bursts into tears and plays the victim. Taylor lets go of her, turns to me, and coldly scolds me in front of the entire company. He berates me for not knowing how to read the room and being a buzzkill. Then, without hesitation, he wraps his arm around the assistant and kisses her deeply as I watch. If this were before, I would've stormed over in a rage and ripped them apart. Then, I would've humiliated her in front of everyone, not caring whose pride I trampled. But now, I feel nothing. Not even as I watch them kiss. Not even though today marks my ten-year anniversary with Taylor.

“I just wanted to dance.” She whispered as hot tear rolled down her cheeks. *** *** The last thing anyone wants is to be a dispensable member of the leading mafia family. But that’s exactly what Althea became. As a lowly born, Althea makes money by performing shows at the biggest clubs, she’s happy with what she does until Diaz watches her dance and offers a large amount of money in exchange for her life. Althea is terrified of essentially being sold off to a mafia boss, especially one as cruel as Diaz, but there’s no saying no in her world. She convinces herself that she’s going to escape. But from the moment she is drawn into Diaz’s world, it quickly becomes apparent he owns her—down to her every breath. And despite her reluctance at being there, she can’t help but like how it feels. Althea just might be falling for him, but is she just another prized possession “won” to a man who gets everything he wants…or is she more of a pawn in this dangerous game than she ever realized?

Have you ever had a dream of someone that you've never met before and instantly fall in love with them, and it is so strong that when you wake up you feel that person's presence? Meet Charles Spielberg, the prime minister's son, renowned for being princely handsome and mostly loved by all the girls in Iceland. After experiencing a break up, Charles's heart hankered for a redheaded girl who emerges in his dreams every time he sleeps. He entails to believe she exits, and pulls up his valour to seek for her. Meet Sheila Lovatta, the optimistic poor girl who seemed to appear in Charles's dream without her knowing. She dreams of becoming one day an Elite. But what she doesn't know is that her brother is keeping a one million dollar secret that will change her life forever. (It's a world between the poor and the rich; a world where the rich can have everything they need, and the poor wanting what the rich have but can't have it, because they are considered forever as slaves to the Elites.

What is supposed to be a simple escort job turns into a fight for their very survival as Tristan, Rebecca, and Bailey are forced into the smoking ruins of mankind after an alien invasion. Can they survive a wasteland filled with infected, bandits, and aliens? *Inspired by The Last of Us*

Five years of abuse and slavery... After Mila's parents' death, she moved to her uncle's place, and she knows nothing but hell. Every day, she dwells in pain. For connection and to avoid bankruptcy, her uncle hands her in marriage to an heir of the most influential family in the city. She sees that as an opportunity to escape. Little did she know that another page of hell will be open for her. Now, she no longer wanted to be the innocent girl whose voice trembled among the shrieks of others. She wants freedom. And Dimitri, the billionaire heir is the weapon. _____ This book will be update daily with not less than five chapters.

BLURB Eugene Hampton’s perfect life shatters when she discovers her husband, Nicole, betraying her with her best friend. Heartbroken and reeling from the betrayal, she’s forced into a loveless marriage with Asher Malik, a powerful billionaire. It’s a union born of duty and family reputation, not love. As Eugene and Asher navigate their fragile relationship, a storm of lies and manipulations threatens to tear them apart. Nicole, desperate to regain Eugene’s wealth and status, teams up with her former best friend in a dangerous game of deception, leading to shocking revelations about Eugene’s past and the tragic accident that changed her life forever. Amid betrayal and heartbreak, Eugene and Asher begin to uncover feelings neither of them expected. But can love survive when the ghosts of the past refuse to let go? In a tale of betrayal, revenge, and redemption, will Eugene and Asher find their way to true happiness, or will their enemies succeed in tearing them apart forever?

Some people find fortune… while some people find a dying criminal on a random Tuesday. "Is this the part where you kill me?" she asks. “Don’t worry, sweetheart.” He traced her jaw with the blade of the knife. “I’m still mulling it over.” Clover lives a very unlucky life. Getting fired job after job, it’s hard to make ends meet. And as if fate is playing with her, she saves an unconscious man who ends up to be the most dangerous person in town: Phoenix Volkov, the rising don of the underground world. Bad luck got her helping the wrong stranger—worse luck got her accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss. Just like that, their lives became entangled in a mess of bullets and danger.

Anupama Sengupta's life has never been easy. From the moment she is born, she has to face the cruelty that revolves around her. She has done everything to please her family yet never gets the acknowledgment she deserves. However, her life takes a complete u-turn when one of her father's new business associates asks her hand in marriage. Alessandro Bianchi is a man of few words who has built his empire in Los Angeles. People refer to him as 'the Lucifer of the business world as he can do anything to get deals of his liking. However, when this billionaire's eyes caught the sight of an Indian beauty with deep pain in her eyes he vows to make her his at any cost.

When the kidnapper fired the gun, I shielded Scott with my body. The bullet pierced my heart, and I was sent overseas to have my heart exchanged with an artificial one—one that ran on a battery. Because of this heart, Scott married me, and my friends congratulated me for finally having my wish granted, for finally marrying my childhood sweetheart. Later, when I laid there on the operating table with my chest cut open, he was kissing another woman under the moonlight. I didn't react to this in the slightest, recovering my heart in silence. Scott resented my numbness, grabbing my shoulders as he demanded, "Wendy, aren't you angry about this?" He didn't know the reason, and to be honest, it was quite simple. Why be angry when my heart was on the verge of giving out? Every passionate day he spent chasing after love… Was another tick in the countdown to the end of my life.

It has been 99 times that Henry and I have filed the application for divorce and then withdrawn it. Each time before finalizing the divorce, Henry always waits for me to humbly beg him to stay married. I turned down the offer to be the chief composer at a famous studio in Vienna because Henry didn't want a long-distance relationship. I deleted all my male friends because Henry didn't want me to be too friendly to them. I stopped wearing red lipstick, composing, and traveling alone, because he said married women should stay at home instead of being impulsive. Only after I finally manage to appease him will he allow me to withdraw the divorce application. After my 100th divorce application, as I was leaving, the deputy clerk asked me curiously: "So, when are you going to withdraw your application this time?" I looked at Henry's cold back in front of me, forced to smile with tears, and told myself in my heart— This time, there will be no withdrawal of the application. After the 30-day cooling-off period, we'll be officially divorced. But why did his love only find its voice when I had already walked away?