Novel & Cerita Here Goes Nothing Novel

“What makes you think I’d ever go back with you? “Sean, do I need to remind you? We’ve been divorced for a long time. We have nothing to do with each other anymore.” Sean clutched at his ears like he couldn’t bear to hear it, breathing heavily. He stepped forward, reaching for my hand. “Jane, after you left, I realized I can’t live without you! Without your presence at home, I can’t even sleep. If you don’t come back to me, then life has no meaning!”

It was difficult having to spend the cold night every day on the street but despite it all, I was determined never to go back to the mansion. Shivering in the coldness of the night while I lay down the street of fort point, there was a sudden noise coming from the garage close to the pizza shop at Norwalk East Ave, I got up and could tell it was late, I began to shiver not from the cold, but from fear of what might be going down there. Out of curiosity, I took a few steps close to the garage and I could get a view of what was going on there. I could see men arguing in low voices and then one of them pulled out a gun from his back pocket and without hesitation, he shot the other party.

She didn't understand why they were after Bobby, but she didn't plan on leaving him because of their empty threats. Angel finally made her way to her classroom. She slid the door open to see a completely spotless classroom. Angel looked at the chalkboard and the erasers and saw that they had been cleaned. Angel looked to the seats and realized someone was sitting there. It was that damn strawberry. He was listing to an iPod and reading a book. She was surprised to see him, reading. Angel made her way to him. She noticed the book was The Merchant of Venice by Shakespeare. Zhul realized he was no longer alone in the class and looked up to see the midget.

He couldn't even be bothered to argue with me. And our pups, whom I'd painstakingly raised, adored someone else as well—they barely had any affection for me. This feeling of being abandoned was excruciating. Staring at the empty house, I realized it was time for me to move. Since no one cared about me, what was the point of staying? I left the house and went to the courthouse alone to draft a Bond Breaking Agreement. After putting the papers in an envelope and leaving them on the nightstand, I heard noises downstairs.

My husband, Lucien Moretti, had some last-minute trouble at the docks to deal with, so I had to attend the underground auction alone. I didn't expect to run into my ex, Damon Vesper—the man I was supposed to marry five years ago. The man who chose the woman who put my mother in a coma over me. The moment I raised my paddle for my mother's emerald brooch, he raised his against mine. The room laughed, whispered, sneered. They thought I was the same desperate fool chasing a man who'd never loved me. But I wasn't there for him. I was there for the truth—the truth hidden inside that brooch. The truth that would expose the accident that destroyed my family as the murder it always was. And when his

“You okay?” “Mm-hmm.” “You’ve been staring at that paragraph for ten minutes.” I smiled faintly. “Just thinking.” “About him?” she asked carefully. “About both of them,” I admitted. She sighed but didn’t push. We’d had this conversation too many times. It wasn’t until later, when the sun dipped behind the buildings, that Jessy gasped and pointed at the TV. “Oh my god, Haven—look!” The news anchor’s voice filled the room: “…and rising author Haven Thorne’s debut novel, The Glass Garden, continues to top charts nationwide…”

Back in the physical world, Novel’s body collapsed beside Kitty, as he coughed up a splash of blood before slipping into complete unconsciousness. Inside his mind, Alexei faced the dark, monstrous shadow of the Myth standing before him. “You can’t use me for your revenge!” Alexei roared, charging the beast with everything he had. “My mate isn't dead! Give me back my body!” With a final, desperate strike, Alexei slammed into the dark entity, and darkness took him completely. _____ One Year Later It was Novel’s university graduation day. She stood near the podium in her cap and gown, a bright smile on her face as she chatted and snapped photos with her classmates, completely oblivious to the f