Gone Series Novels & Stories

Clapping excitedly, she urged, "Daddy, let's go! I can't wait to go to the amusement park. I want to take lots of pictures and put them in the frame next to my bed!" A jolt of pain shot through my chest. I'd carried these pups for months and nearly died during labor, but as they left, the last bit of attachment I had toward them vanished. Later, I cleared out all my belongings in the villa, then dragged my suitcase downstairs. "Luna Aria, are you heading out?" Bill asked. I nodded. "I'm leaving. Remind Ethan to sign the agreement. And also, stop calling me 'Luna Aria'."

A dim blue light was cast over my face while I began to reminisce about the process of how he breached into my world. “That girl from Columbia University is a diamond in the rough. I was the one who trained her. Ignore those trending headlines. They’re artificially boosted anyway. I was only modifying her blueprint. We need to make headlines, Arya. This is business we’re talking about. When are you going to grow up?” ... At first, it was “Who is she?” Gradually, it became “Why her?” Toward the end, nothing remained but silence. When I read the long and elaborate messages about Sophie on the screen, I realized that it did not occur to him that it had been a long time since I texted him at all

Revenge Gone Wrong Isabella was in her room. She just came home from an outing with her friends. She was pissed. Ricardo was going all overprotective again on her. She didn't know if it occurred to him that she was an adult now. Yes, she was just eighteen, but she still wanted the chance to pick who she wanted to be romantically involved with. Her father was not even the problem, it was Ricardo her brother. The worse part was that her dad had decided never to put himself between them when they argued.

He wore a wrinkled shirt, his face unshaven and his eyes bloodshot. This person was a contrast to the ever-composed Jordan. His eyes sparkled when he saw me. “Eve.” I paused in my footsteps. “How did you know I was here?” He swallowed hard. “I went to Kendra, but she refused to talk. “So I reached out to your old colleagues. “I knew that you might go back to your parents’.” I stayed silent. Jordan took a step forward. “I’m sorry, Eve. “I messed up in Slandsdeca.

“So, Ms. Weller, this child should be a Ziegler.” The crowd hadn’t expected such a dramatic reversal. Realizing that they’d been used as pawns, they muttered curses under their breath and dispersed one by one. I let out a heavy sigh of relief and buried my face against Summer’s neck. “Thank God you’re here. I almost ended up becoming a father out of nowhere.” Then, I paused. “But how did you even get a video of Tim switching the samples?” Summer flushed and shoved me away. “That’s disgusting.”

Returning to our temporary lodging, I coaxed him to sleep when I received a call from a friend. "Howard Quinn is looking into you. Should I stop him?" "No, it's fine." Our trip to Kappa City was only for seven days. After those seven days, Howard and I would lead our own lives, like parallel lines, never crossing each other again. After the call, the doorbell rang. "Nina, let's talk." Howard stood in front of the door with a delicately decorated cake. He openly took in the 'simple' place, not hiding his disdain and condescension.

Now, Susanna's hooked. [If you want the playbook, just take out the guys in her life. Make them hit rock bottom. Then, pay them to push her over the edge so that she cuts ties. [And speed up her dad's death. Women are at their weakest when they're grieving—that's when you swoop in. [It's all about timing, boys.]

Ps: what do you think is the deal with Jayden and Jose? Need your theory guys. Lots of love Leahgisselle.

He looked like a total stranger, his eyes murky and dull. He turned his gaze toward me, and something lit up in his eyes. His voice sounded hoarse and raspy as he said, "Winnie, it's you. It's been so long, Winnie. They kept lying to me that you were dead and that I'd lost my mind…" My heart felt like it was caught in a vise. Evan stepped closer and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. I gave Quentin one last glance before walking out. Behind me, Quentin cried out, "Don't go, Winnie! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Slowly, she lowered her hand. "Ah, Jesus, here we at again?" Loftgant asked, completely dismayed at the interruption he received just for some baseless information. "Morsen, whatever you're thinking right now, I just want to remind you that this is an actual murder case, not some puzzle problem in a kindergarten that you must solve for Daddy's candy."