Fool's Paradise Loud House Novels & Stories

"Look at it tomorrow. This time, your wish will come true. Whatever you want—if I have it, it's yours." Julian let out a cold laugh. "My wish will come true? Miley, this is exactly what you wanted. Don't act like this wasn't your plan all along. Forget it. Let's just go home." He slammed the car door so hard that the sound rattled my chest. The radio came on. "Tonight at the Polaris rooftop restaurant, you'll witness a once-in-a-century meteor shower. Legend says couples who watch it together will be bound for all eternity!" I suddenly remembered the past—how I once begged Julian to take me.

Close enough that I caught a faint, clean scent drifting off her. She looked out at the lake and spoke. "This lake has a name—Willowmere. The older folks say if you make a wish here, it'll come true. To us, it's about belief." I paused. "What?" She smiled when she saw my face. "People here really respect this place. If the elders catch you tossing stones, they'll lecture you all day." I scratched my head, a little embarrassed. Watching her calm smile, the heaviness Vanessa left behind finally eased.

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Once a Fool, Now a Queen Aurora Sinclair’s POV ⸻ *Ghosts in a Suit* I never thought I’d see Liam Deveraux again. Yet here he was, leaning against the mahogany bar of the rooftop lounge, looking every bit the devil I remembered—sharp suit, sharper smirk. “You came,” he said, lifting his glass in a mock toast. “I wasn’t sure you would.” I slid into the seat across from him, crossing my legs deliberately. “Curiosity got the best of me.”

Every dollar they had, including the worn-down little house they lived in, had been swallowed by that bottomless pit. That was why he'd contacted Chloe and filled her head with stories about buying a house and cutting ties with me. He'd intended to use the money from the house to pay his gambling debts. In my previous life, I hadn't known what happened after my death. Perhaps his plan had succeeded. I was considering what evidence I could use to report him when I pushed open the hospital-room door. Chloe lay on the bed with her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling, or perhaps at somewhere beyond it.

Waiting. 2:10 pm came and went. The stock for his company jumped. A thirty percent increase in minutes. My hands had gone cold. "Sir, that's impossible," Felix breathed. The wife was on the screen now. Red-faced. Screaming. Her brother-in-law stood behind her legal team, a vulture in an expensive suit. Within minutes, the properties were seized. The children were on the street. The woman was begging for help she wouldn't receive. 2:15 pm.

Lucas smiled strangely and pointed toward a corner of the garden. “Sure. Come with me.” He led me to a heavy iron door. “The photo is inside. Go get it yourself.” I pushed the door open. A bitter chill wrapped around me. Then the door slammed shut behind me. The lock clicked into place. Lucas laughed on the other side. “Stay in there, Mason. “There was something in that water. By the time the gala starts, every important person in the city will see you make a fool of yourself. “You’ll look completely unstable.