Novel & Cerita Here Goes Nothing Novel

" I was on edge. I knew one wrong move could mean big trouble. So far, Liam and his team were doing well, deep behind enemy lines. However, out of nowhere, I got this really bad feeling. Zzzt— A sharp electrical noise filled the room, and suddenly, it was pitch black. "She's here. "Liam still has no idea that the Nightingale is his fiancee." Someone held me down so tightly that I could barely breathe. A high-pitched laugh echoed in the darkness. "Will he save his fiancee or his girlfriend? This is going to be interesting!" My vision went black before a bright light flashed. [Countdown: One day left.] I was completely cut off from Liam and the others. In the stormy, sandy ruins of Sand City,

I stood there with my head bowed, silently swallowing his scorn. Before long, the sound of the front door closing echoed through the quiet house. I slowly looked up, staring at the empty living room. The sunlight streaming in was still warm, but it did nothing to melt the chill inside me. I sank into the couch and rubbed my temples, feeling the weight of it all. Suddenly, my phone buzzed, and a new notification popped up on the screen. I tapped it open without thinking. [Your card ending in 5587 has been charged 158,600 dollars.]

From the age of ten, every dollar my parents spent on me became a debt. Tuition. Clothes. Food. Even medical bills. By eighteen, I had signed one hundred and ninety-nine promissory notes. But Camilla—the daughter of the man who died protecting my parents—received everything for free. They gave her my bedroom, my inheritance bracelet, a Manhattan apartment, a Maserati, and eventually even the attention of my fiancé, Nick. My parents called it repaying her father’s sacrifice. They called my suffering “heir training.” On the eighteenth birthday Camilla and I shared, I was seriously injured in a car accident. While my family celebrated her aboard a Caribbean yacht, I begged them for three thousa

The reason Justin Baker had been so hard to win over was that he already had someone in his heart, and I had spent three whole years just prying open a crack in something that was never real to begin with. I let out a bitter laugh and went back to my room to pack. As I reached up to pull down a large suitcase from the top of the closet, something suddenly fell to the floor with a dull thud. It was an old phone. On instinct, I typed in Dawn’s birthday, and it unlocked. A group chat instantly popped up. [Justin, you’re not actually going to marry Trisha, right?] [Seriously, are you even going to break up with her? We’re all still for your wedding with Dawn.]

However, what I didn’t expect was that someone else wasn’t ready to let me go. The next day, an unfamiliar name appeared in my inbox. The email contained no words and only a link.

I don't want your apologies! "I don't care, the whole city knows about us now. You leave me for a servant, what will people think of me? "We're going to the courthouse to get married, right now!" With that, Wendy grabbed Chester's hand and tried to drag him out. However, Chester stood his ground, unyielding to Wendy's pulling. For the first time, Wendy realized how strong Chester was; she could not move him an inch. Chester finally spoke, his voice calm. "Isn't it better to stop the bleeding once you realize there's been a mistake?"

I just get it over with and give her some coins and a few extra as a tip. The silence that followed was deafening, I had lived through five years of explosions and battle cries that the presence of complete and utter silence was considerably unnerving for me. Nevertheless, it was comforting. I could hear the quiet murmurs of fellow patrons quietly discussing whatever civilian rhetoric they were going through. The smells from the melting cheese pot were starting to grip at my nose, so I dipped the bread into the pot and took a bite. The melted cheese felt like nothing I have ever tasted before. I expected the taste to remind me of home, cheese in olive oil was indeed something I used to eat b

I suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction. Then, the girl's mother looked around. When she found that no one was around, she picked up the little girl and ran. As she drew her distance away from me, I heard her telling the girl not to do such dangerous things again. She never gave me a single glance. I lay on the ground, feeling the life drain away from my body. Several people passed by. They shook their heads and sighed. I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance.

After a day of job hunting, I managed to find a clerical position based on my qualifications. Although the job search had its challenges, the outcome was good. During my time there, I found out my boss was an alumnus from my university. So, during breaks, we often had coffee and chatted together. However, I didn’t expect to run into Harry at the company entrance that day after work. As I walked out with Ronan, I spotted a familiar figure standing not far away. I thought about pretending not to see him, but he called out my name. “Hailey, when I got home, I noticed all your things were gone, so I asked friends for your new address. There’s really nothing going on between me and Emily. Can you

Please come back soon. At this point, there were only three days left before Camille went abroad with Ryan. She still did not reply to Jameson’s message and instead bought a ticket to return to South City the next afternoon. She had already made plans to meet up with friends before leaving. That night, she received another message from an unknown number. [Camille, you’re really cheap. Jameson is married now, and you’re still trying to make him think about you? You must like being the other woman, huh? Don’t regret it.]