Forever Interrupted Novels & Stories

Mia's face turned red as she noticed that the guy who almost ran her over was the same guy who broke her fall when she was running away from the party. "By the color of your face, you already remembered me." Nicolas extended his hand to introduce himself. "I'm Nicolas Lennox." Mia saw Nicolas' hand and was tempted to take it. Somehow things ended up with her again saved by Nicolas, and more because the noise of a motorcycle distracted them. After months of not seeing each other, thousands of messages and unanswered calls, and seeing him kissing another woman, Esteban had gone after her. But something in Mia's heart screamed at her to run away.

"Yeah, you can tell it's sarcasm, I don't even know what to say anymore Harry, but okay." They both go into the studio and finish finalizing the details for the wedding, everything was going perfectly when Harry receives a call. "Mr. Adams, I'm speaking to July, your personal advisor at the bank. how are you?" "Hello Miss July, very well, what's the reason for your call?" "Sure Mr. Adams, I am calling you because an unusual movement was detected in your account, a transfer was requested to an account number that you had never enrolled before." "To what account number, but did they manage to block the transfer?"

In the end, I gave up which his constant interruption and he made one for me. New start, isn't it? Let's see if we could work on it.

"With this kiss, I bind you to my heart and no one- nothing will ever break this cable of love, not even death." "You are raving crazy!" "Speak no more, love."

I clenched my jaw, staring at the long polished table in front of me, pretending to focus while my mind drifted somewhere else entirely. Two weeks ago, I heard she was getting married. She got married the next day after the rejection. It didn't make any sense. And to Tarek of all people? It felt like the ground opened and swallowed my soul whole. The curse mate bond won't stop hitting my chest. If the moon goddess has favourites, my name surely wasn't in the list. I didn’t even understand it. I had rejected her. That should’ve been the end. But it wasn’t. Because no matter how hard I tried, no matter how many times I told myself it was done... I still felt her.

Besides, I don't want her to drag my wife through the mud again. " Well, I'm sorry to tell you I don't feel the same, even if I leave my wife, which will never happen. I will never come back to you because I have never loved you. I have used to in the past, because you have all been easy. I'm sorry to just break it to you like this, but I never loved you, and I never will. I love my wife, and I want to be with my wife and children. Goodbye, Michelle. And I don't think I will ever call you again. I just wanted to warn," I say.

I had a feeling that he was going to torture me until I beg for death. I forced myself to speak. “Then what do you want with me?” My voice came out quieter than I intended, but at least it didn’t waver. He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he reached for a piece of meat from a wooden plate beside him, tearing into it with sharp, white teeth. He chewed slowly, his eyes never leaving mine. The waiting was unbearable. Finally, he swallowed, then tilted his head slightly, studying me like I was an interesting puzzle. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

"No networks, no executors. Just the water." Before I could answer, the auxiliary dashboard screen suddenly flickered back to life on its own, a loud, high-pitched emergency alert tone blaring through the car's premium speakers. A bright red text banner began to scroll across the map interface: System Alert: Global Open-Source Repository Mirror Interrupted. Secondary Terminal Override Detected in Zurich.

I added quietly. Not ever.

I stood there frozen in the middle of the room as my heart began to pound again. Why was he here? Adrian stopped a few feet behind me, close enough that I could feel the faint warmth of his presence at my back. The silence stretched throughout the room and into my head. Then his calm voice immediately filled the room. “Did I interrupt something?” No one answered, but Matteo stupidly forced out a nervous laugh. “Mr. Laurent,” he said quickly. “What a surprise.” Adrian's gaze shifted slowly towards him– it was cold and unreadable.