Hamlet Novels & Stories

Ophelia was afraid that she might have even left with him if not for that one word that certainly made her a break out of her trance. "BROTHER" someone spat harshly As they both turned to see Jake standing there and for the first time Ophelia heart seen that anger etched on his face.

The food on his plate has dried at the edges and smells of nothing anymore. I look like exactly what I am. A woman who waited. I hear the key in the front door at nine twelve. Damien walks in. He looks good. That is the first thing I notice and I hate that I notice it. Fresh shirt, jacket over one arm, hair neat, like a man coming back from something pleasant rather than a man who did not come home all night. He steps into the dining room and his eyes move across the table, the two plates, the melted candles, the untouched wine, and something flickers across his face. Not guilt. More like mild inconvenience. There and gone in less than a second.

he paused and pointed the gun at Cynthia. "You were so good in bed, I foolishly let you into my bed without knowing that you are Delilah. Thank God I am not Sampson who was blinded by sweet pûssy. I am smarter than you" he shrugged. "How much did that guy pay you? Oh, maybe he fûcked you better than I did!" He laughed. "It feels good to waste the blood of those who betrayed you. It will be more fun sucking the blood of your enemies!"

“Her voice in my mind. It wasn’t a dream, it wasn’t a fantasy. She’s alive. She’s still strong.” “That’s good,” Valerian said, turning to him. “But it’s not enough. Not here.” Alexandro clenched his fists. “She said something about a fort… and the sea. That’s all I got. She mentioned a witch named Solmyra and a man called Maeron. Do either of those names mean anything to you?” Valerian stiffened at the mention. “Maeron…” he repeated quietly. “There’s a tale among the sea witches. A shadow stitched together by forbidden magic. If he exists, and if he’s with Solmyra, then they won’t be on any map.”

I was busy texting on my phone and sending funny and horrible memes, jokes and emojis to Dae who won't stop talking about my neighbor who got duped by the girl he fell in love with, telling me how sorry she felt for the guy, then I heard a heavy thud and someone screaming, as I drag my eye form the phone screen, I realized it was the queen who had fell and rolled down the stairs. I quickly used my mouth to cover the scream that'll come out from it as I pocketed my phone and slowly moved down the stairs, scared to see if she was dead or not. One maid was already out of the kitchen and rushed to her side, she looked up and when she saw me, her eyes turned dark 'What happened here? What happene

And that too shamelessly. But it didn’t matter to him at all. Because they may see but they couldn’t have him. He belonged to Benjamin.. Benjamin looked at the stage where Noah was introducing himself and his generals.. "I am Noah Gabriel . You all can call me Noah. I am your head hazer for this year and these are my four generals. We will begin our activities for this year Sotus. Your name tags, shirts and schedules will be provided tomorrow at 6am sharp. Anyone late will be punished and I don’t give a damn if it’s a girl or a boy. In Engineering, we all are the same.

ey heard a sarcastic voice and turned to see Leah. Leah was also part of the people who maltreated her and to make it all worse she was the head maid's favorite so her life became a living nightmare with both of them in it. " Don't speak like that to Andrea, at least respect the fact that she's a princess." Mia cautioned her. Andrea was starting to regret slipping out one day that she was the princess of the dark mark-moonednowit has backfired because everyone just used it to taunt her.

Sloane let out a mocking laugh, her tone self-righteous. "Graham, get it straight. This is the Marlowe family's house! This is Arya's house! Now that Arya's gone, this house belongs to the Marlowes. It belongs to us! I'll change the lock if I want to." "This house was bought by my father for me. My name is on the property deed!" I raised my voice. "Your whole family has been freeloading here from day one!" "Stop lying!" Sloane did not believe me at all.

The old Chevy pickup rumbled to life, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as he headed toward Aqua's house. The drive to her place was a blur, his mind racing with thoughts of what he would say. When he finally pulled up to her house, he parked the truck and leaned against it, waiting. The morning sun cast a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. At 6'3", with his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, Damon was the epitome of physical perfection. His athletic frame exuded both strength and grace, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.