Home Wrecker Novels & Stories

Her little salary from a small coffee shop wasn't enough to pay off such a huge amount of debt. Dany waited for Xenia's shocked expression but to her utter surprise, she got nothing like that. A few seconds took for her to understand the reason behind Xenia's calm posture. " You paid the debts?" Dany asked in disbelief. Xenia answered finishing her breakfast," I told you that I have my reasons to ruin Ajax Hernandez's wedding." Saying that she left for her room leaving behind a shocked & dumbfounded Dany. A few days later In Ajax's office Shutting the tv Ajax threw away the remote somewhere in the room. His blood was boiling with anger. Every news channel was broadcasting about that disaster

He'd been gone for seven whole years! After the accident, I'd been unconscious for three months. When I woke up, I was told he was dead. But now, he'd suddenly appeared. I tightened my grip on my clutch, my nails digging into my palm. Soon, the car pulled up outside my apartment. I hurried in and pulled out a bottle of vodka from the cabinet. The burn of the alcohol sliding down my throat finally made the situation feel real to me. I lifted my head and looked at the gaunt figure by the door.

On the day my wife, Adele Bellamy, rang the opening bell on Merrow Street to take her company public, my daughter and I sat in the audience. When my daughter was invited onstage to speak, she took the microphone and asked me in her small, childish voice, "Daddy, did you really get Mommy by being a homewrecker?" The hushed hall erupted as if a boulder had crashed into still water, and countless camera flashes swung toward my pale face. "Mr. Linwood, is what your daughter said true?" "If his own daughter said it, it has to be true! That's a juicy high-society secret. Bet he never expected his own kid to be the one to spill it." "Haven't you heard? Ms. Bellamy used to have a childhood swee

Hello again, guys! Like I said in my author's note, this book is a prequel to Wrenched. Underneath this note, I'll attach a little synopsis to it, so we could have an idea of what the book would be about. I would appreciate your reviews and comments like you always do. Please enjoy! WRENCHED: THE OUTSET OF THE STORY. SYNOPSIS Two friends walk the spheres of life together and are bound by common interests and ambition to be successful at a young age. They are like brothers and would do anything for one another.

She gave him an ultimatum: her or the casinos, but he chose the casinos. Ever since then, things have never been quite the same at home. Dad’s problem has only gotten worse, but while Brit may not have faith in him, I do. I think he has the power inside him to get better, and I believe that one day, he’ll overcome this issue of his. I refuse to give up on him. When Brit and I pull up to my house, there’s an unfamiliar car parked in the driveway: an all-black Mercedes in a neighborhood that consists of mostly used cars with hundreds of thousands of miles on them. It stands out like a Great Pyrenees at a kitty daycare.

And now this. I grit my teeth, fighting back the burn in my eyes as Viv’s face flashes in my mind. How the hell am I going to tell her? Wren being pregnant changes everything. It’s not just about us anymore: it’s about an heir, something my father would kill to secure.

Everything between us finally came to an end. At that moment, a sharp scream echoed from the rooftop, followed by a violent tremor. I looked up. The rooftop structure collapsed entirely, sending debris and dust swirling through the air. Claire’s figure was buried beneath the ruins; not a trace of her remained. The woman who had ruined my entire life had finally received her ending. I floated in midair, silently watching as the world continued to destroy itself. Buildings collapsed. The earth shattered. Lava erupted. Oceans overflowed.

"You lied to me my entire life! You made me believe I was a monster so you could keep me on a leash!" "You are a monster, Elias!" Victor shrieked, his voice cracking with unhinged paranoia as he reached for the cabin door handle. "You destroyed this family! You gave yourself to a Blackwood!" Before Victor’s hand could touch the door handle, a single, high-caliber sniper shot echoed through the freezing air from the dark shadows of the far hangar roof— THWACK. The heavy high-velocity round tore through the metal handrail inches from Victor’s face, showering him in red-hot sparks and forcing him back against the jet fuselage with a terrified shriek.

I answered as I do the work in cleaning my table, and putting everything in my backpack. I turned my head to see the butler right at the doorstep. Beside him was the halfway opened oak door that has delicate carvings on it, deeply in contrast with the modern styled walls of my room and of the mansion, but completely combined its elegance together. I remembered choosing this room that was as big as my past life's coffee shop, because of its simplicity. The modern minimalist interior design really attract my attention. The color palettes that has a resemblance with my coffee shop in the past, makes it difficult for me to look at the other rooms.

I calmly butted in which made Quinn look at my side. “These stacks of dead werewolves were made by hunters who also lost their loved ones,” I continued. I admit, seeing a lot of werewolves on that state shocked me. I even sympathized for a second, good thing is I dragged my feet back to where it belongs. “They are werewolves who paid for their sins,” Rendall said which made me and Quinn nod in an instant. I shook my head to remove the thought that lingered in my mind since we saw the dead creatures. I am here for the mission; I don’t have the time to doubt.