Hook Wendy Novels & Stories

Wendy Fisher loves me with all her heart. Ten years ago, she was willing to trade her life to save mine. I give up my money, power, and identity without hesitation to elope with her. But when I go into shock from blood loss after a car accident, I can't get through to her on the phone. At that moment, her assistant posts a picture on Instagram with the caption, "Reunited as a family of three, safely and happily." In the photo, I see Wendy holding the baby's hand. She's so happy that she's even forgotten to take off her wedding ring. It turns out even a love forged in life and death amounts to nothing more than this. I smile bitterly and dial my stepmother's number. "I want to restore

For three years, I worked three jobs a day to send Wendy Stallone to university. In the end, I ended up doing all the chores at home as well. On the day Wendy graduated, the Stallone family came to bring her back to the family, and she turned into a socialite overnight. Everyone said my years of hardship had ended, and I was about to become rich. During the celebration party, Clark Quinn, Wendy’s childhood friend, sat beside her like he was born to orbit around her and asked me whether it was time for me to step aside. Wendy said nothing and just toyed with Clark’s fingers. Under the dazzling lights, I stared at her and asked calmly, “Are we going to break up?” She was stunned for

the doctor said. Her phone chimed. It was a message from Lucas. [Wendy, my boss' daughter got hurt. I need to stay at the hospital with her. You should head home.] He had not even noticed Wendy lying in that pile of shattered glass, bleeding. Wendy slowly got out of bed, gritting her teeth against the pain as she went to complete the discharge procedure. As she reached the stairwell, she saw Natelie sobbing pitifully, clutching her cheek.

She cooked for me, but I didn't even take a bite. Then, she went missing for the whole afternoon. When she came back, her face was covered in the Joker's makeup, and a big red nose hung from her actual nose. She tried to play some tricks to cheer me up. It was a clumsy performance. She scrambled to juggle the balls, only for them to fall off three times. Wendy was the Haltons' only heir and always kept up airs wherever she went. She was serious and intimidating, but she humbled herself just to make me happy.

Elf waiters made red moon inn unique. He held up the tiny shots to our faces with creepy smile. "No thanks, but we don't drink." Gwen declined politely. I quickly took a shot and downed it. Take one Gwen, it's a criteria for going through the door." I lied. The door was guarded by yet another pair of wolves. They were both huge. One of them had a scar running from across his left eye to his chin."I..I had no idea." She said. She was quite flustered as she complied and took a drink the elf handed out to her. Reluctantly she downed the bitter liquid and popped the cup back on the tray. I winked at the elf, he beamed slightly at me in return as he left.

Hijack says to her. “Family always comes first, Hijack. Always,” she says before beginning to cheer for Wendy again. Hijack is careful with Wendy, like I was, tagging her hard enough that it hurts, but not so hard that he injures her. When she pushes past her usual fear, I watch the smile spread across her face. “Nice, Wendy, keep it up,” Warren says, watching her closely. Then he turns to me. “Thank you, for whatever you did.” “I just helped her get past her own mental block.”

Wendy nodded in confusion and didn’t want to say another word, “Yes.” But her answer made Halsey think that Wendy was unwilling to let him know her real situation, so he felt sorrier for her. “This weekend. I want to treat you to a meal. Do you have time?” Wendy was so sleepy that she fell asleep with the phone in her hand. Before she fell asleep, she mumbled something. Halsey thought that she said yes, so he said happily, “Okay, I’ll book a table now.” After Halsey hung up the phone, Wendy fell asleep immediately. She was completely unaware that her word would bring a disaster.

"So, it was you stirring the pot, huh?" "It wasn't me, I swear!" "You're a stubborn one. That's fine. I'll get you to talk." A cruel smile tugged at Harold's lips as he dragged Timothy out with him. When the crowd finally dispersed, Wendy couldn't hold herself together anymore. Her legs gave out, and she sank to the floor, covering her face as she cried. The sound was low and restrained, but it weighed heavily on my chest. I let out a helpless laugh and crouched down in front of her. "You mess up, and then you cry."

She then locked the outside gate too. Hunter watched in his rears and saw Wendy wave to her colleagues and hop into a small blue Hyundai and drive off. Hunter waited for the other colleagues to drive off too. He looked over at his gun again and then placed his hands on the steering wheel. This was the only way he'd make peace with everything. This was the only way to pay Wendy back for everything she had done to him. To how she'd ruined his childhood and thus his life.

’ Willy thought back in reply. ‘Eureka is sending the Calvary,' Andy replied patiently in Willy’s mind. . . . . . Wendy just had to find the exit, she had managed to unlock the cage door with a hair pin. A credit to YouTube videos. In her haste she had carelessly dropped the black hairpin, now part of her hair was hanging loosely.