I Thought You Were Dead Book Novels & Stories

“The Alpha is dead.” The book in my hand dropped to the floor.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. The Very Thought of You (The Thorntons Book 2) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of b

She had destroyed it and called it justice. Standing there in the sharp hospital air, I felt no triumph. Only a tired kind of sadness. For years, Adriano had believed that if he kept a place waiting, I would return to it. That if enough of the old world remained intact, some part of me would step back into it. He had never understood that I was never coming back to any version of that life. “There’s nothing left to be sorry for, Adriano,” I said. I opened the door. The corridor smelled of disinfectant, but somewhere down the hall a window had been cracked open, and cool air moved through the sterile quiet.

i thought. Then my world went black.

no, I arranged his bed again that I had scattered, cause no matter how mad I was for burning my project up, I still didn't wanted any fucking trouble when he was back, so that he wouldn't kill me out of anger for messing with his stuff, but as soon as am about to quietly return back to my own lane to wait innocently, and yell at that dickhead when he was back about why on earth he burnt my project up, my curious eyes, yes, the same eyes that would make him kill me, drifted to the side, and I see a black book placed perfectly on the side of his bed "I didn't even know he had something like this, but it must have fell from under his pillow" I told myself as I picked it up to return it back to

If you did I suggest you close this book and walk away now because the only thing you’re going to get here is tragedy, heartbreak, and violence. If you choose to continue to keep reading my last will and testimony I hope you will learn not to be a conniving bitch like I was. You will learn about the ins and outs of my mind and how I did not let a thing stand in my way. You will learn about the way I treated the ones I loved and how I screwed each and every one of them over. Most importantly you will find out how I died and what my actions cost not only me but everyone around me. Get ready it is going to be a bumpy ride. Let me start at the beginning....

I Felt Like I was in an amazement park but in the worst possible ride ever. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. IF I GET HIT BY ANOTHER BOOK I WILL KILL THAT BOOK AND THEN I WILL BURN IT AND THEN I WILL BURY IT ASHES. As I finished my thoughts I got smacked by another book on my face. I grabbed the book. O YOU ARE SO DEAD.

Oh shit! I'm dead. So very dead.

And I was caught immediately. "Where are you going, honey?" "I can't believe you, Sophia!" Charlie grabbed Sophia. Naturally, Christopher was holding me. The Lawson brothers were here. Mr. Quincy tried to come to our aid, but they bought him over with money. The club owner and his bodyguards left. I was struggling the whole way, and I was sobering up. They took us back to the villa, and to my horror, they easily cracked the passcode. "What are you doing?"

As I blinked furiously and adjusted to life, I could feel my skin and all the needles that had penetrated it seeking a vein. I took my breaths in slowly and hesitantly. The white ceiling above me was what I resorted my eyes to as I let my mind wander but it just stayed where it was. My mind was empty, I couldn't think about anything but the reality of this internal pain. All I could process were memories, flashing before my eyes like I was dead. Was I dead? Wouldn't that be nice? I guess it was time to join my family but what about the people I would be leaving behind... Khai, Hannah, Yolanda... I would be leaving everyone I newly cared about. But if I was dead, why couldn't I feel anyone de