Grounded No More Novels & Stories

Shawn pulled out his phone again and opened our chat window. For a moment, I felt a flicker of hope. Jenna’s face turned pale. Her eyes reddened as if she was about to cry. However, Shawn simply blacklisted my number. It felt like I had been thrown into an icy abyss. I was trembling. Shawn said, “There. Now she won’t bother us anymore.” Jenna’s expression brightened. She quickly leaned her head against Shawn’s shoulder and spoke in a soft and delicate voice.

During her previous life, Sharon refused to agree to the divorce and Riley was said to be a mistress for quite a while. Sean then stole James' spot for Jordan to become Mr. Tom's student. He said that it was to make up for Riley. But during this lifetime, Sharon had already agreed to the divorce. Why did Jordan replace James again? Sharon's heart ached like mad. She squatted down and wiped the tears away from James's face. She then picked up her phone and called Sean. She rang five times, but no one answered. At that moment, Riley updated her Twitter. "Congratulations on my daughter, for becoming Mr. Tom Jackson's only student! Someone has finally recognized your talent and hard work! I'm so

I ask, crossing my hands over my chest. He scoffs. “On your father’s permission.” “Correction, Andrei. David’s not my father. The last time I checked, his guardianship over me will soon end.” The man snarls like a beast wandering in the woods. He shoots dark eyes at me but I refuse to yield. “If you have forgotten.” I start, breaking off the silence that descended upon us. “I am grounded. So if I can’t go out to meet people, they find me here. Win-win, isn’t it?”

His body was aflame and his hardness was going really rigid when his phone chirped. Lan reluctantly paused and pulled out of the kisses. Fiona's cheeks blushed as she felt shy at her sudden vulnerability in Lan's arms. Lan answered his phone and when he hung up, he said “Jeniva Manor has become a blacklisted artist in the Starlight entertainment industry. Meanwhile, investigation is ongoing on the cause of death of Scorpion's men . I have this strong intuition that they were poisoned and the mastermind behind this act cannot be far from that cousin of yours” he informed.

“She said they were forced out. Banished.” “And now we’re their unwilling guests,” Nomo concluded grimly. Nomo had nearly lost his footing, steadying himself against Sofia’s arm before hastily drawing away, as if mere contact was also hazardous. Even this simple gesture had taken too much out of him. They made it to the edge of the ruins. The ground was covered with chunks of dark, metallic gray rock that seemed to thrum with a faint light under the thick, glittering canopy. As he stepped over the top of the ruined lintel, Nomo muttered an oath and winced in pain.

"Sorry, I completely forgot about Parker's birthday." Her words were almost laughable. Wasn't every notification on her phone a reminder? Could she really not see them? Or was her affair so consuming that everything else slipped her mind? I took out the divorce papers and flipped to the final page. Struggling to keep my composure, I handed them to her. "If you could sign here–" Before I could finish, Beatrice's phone rang. Maxwell's panicked voice crackled through. "Ms. Thorne, the power's out at my place. Can you come over?"

"Summer, Audrey won't even look at me anymore. She's gone back overseas. You're all I have left. I swear, I've changed. Just tell me what to do. I'll do anything. Just come back to me." He pulled out a legal document with shaking hands. "I've signed over everything—my mother's inheritance, the Lenza family. I'll let you run it with me. Or without me. Please, just give me one more chance. Even if you don't love me… take it for the money. Just don't leave me." I looked at him, kneeling there like a broken man. And I saw it—his regret was real. But I wasn't the same woman anymore. I no longer softened at the sight of his tears. I wasn't moved by apologies or promises. I didn't believe in the il

I unblocked her number ages ago, and she hasn't called me once! "Miranda's still a woman after all. Why don't you call her yourself and smooth things over?" Caesar's expression remained stone-cold. Upon seeing this, Norton took a photo of Caesar's injured arm and sent it to me. Caesar's expression finally softened slightly when my call came through. I asked anxiously, "Norton, are you hurt?" I had no idea Norton had put me on speaker. "It's not me—it's Caesar's hand. He accidentally cut himself just now, and the bleeding won't stop.

Two people who had been broken by the world, just trying to take it back piece by piece. He gripped the steering wheel tighter, his reflection staring back from the dark glass. “You’ll come back to me,” he said quietly, almost like a prayer. “One way or another.” He started the engine, the low growl echoing through the empty parking lot. The sound felt final, grounding him again. He wasn’t the villain here. He wasn’t the one playing house with another man’s family, pretending everything was fine. He was just… waiting. He glanced one last time at his phone. A headline lit up the screen, Julian Cross, Elara Hayes, and their children spotted shopping in downtown Geneva. A happy family?

that was looking for a leader. ​"They’re scared, Leo," Maya said, her golden-white aura glowing faintly as she sensed the global anxiety. "They have this power, but they don't have the 'Code.' They’re shifting in the streets, hurting themselves and each other. If we don't 'Ground' the frequency, the world will tear itself apart before the Architects even fire a shot." ​"We need a broadcast," Leo decided. "Not through the satellites. Through the Link."