Inside Edition Tonight Novels & Stories

EDDIE My grandmother unfolded the paper slowly, revealing a news article. Then she handed it to my grandfather who looked about ready to tear me to shreds. He held it up with trembling hands. "What is this, Edward?" I squinted at the headline. It was an article about the backstage arguement at the hospital. Written in bold capital letters ere the words: "HOME OR HOME: THE INSIDE STORY OF LYDIA WARREN'S LOVE AFFAIR!"

“Good. The estate is secure. You’re safe here.” Safe. The word felt loaded coming from him. I take another bite, gathering courage. “About the modeling job… I know you said we’d discuss it after dinner, but I’d rather talk about it now.” Shawn’s fork pauses mid-air for the briefest moment before he continues eating. “It can wait.” “No, it’s fine,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “I actually planned to have dinner with Matthew tonight, but I’m here because of this discussion. So we might as well get it out of the way.”

“Care? Don’t exaggerate. She knows her place. You sound like you’ve forgotten who I am. I’m Jace Harrington. You think I’d date a scholarship student?” Scott shook his head. “Unbelievable.” “Book a reservation at Eden Club,” I ordered, cutting off his judgement. “Spicy is the only one who can calm me down. Book her for the whole night. I want a release.” Scott opened his tablet without a word, though his jaw was tight. Seconds later, he turned the screen toward me. Notice: Club Eden is currently closed for renovations. We’ll be back soon, bigger and better. Stay tuned for our grand reopening!

The crew leaves. When the door shuts behind them, I exhale. And I realize I’ve been holding my breath since the moment the camera turned on. Later That Night Darren finds me in the study with a glass of wine in one hand and the remote in the other. “They aired it already,” I say. He sits beside me on the couch. We watch in silence. My face fills the screen. So do the headlines: “Isadora Barlowe Speaks Out: ‘I Fell in Love. I Didn’t Run.’”

I had barely finished the paperwork when I received a message from Sarah. "Jonathan, there's a reunion with our university classmates at eight o'clock tonight at a bar called Timeless. Since everyone will be there, you can use this opportunity to apologize to Lenard and admit to your mistakes, just like I taught you. After that, you can transfer the 200 thousand dollars to him." That night, I showed up at the bar on time. When I entered the private room, it was already packed. Sarah and Mandy were sitting beside Lenard, the three of them all smiles as they laughed and talked.

At night, they came roaring back. Twelve weeks after the storm Elara’s new life had a rhythm now.Mornings , ginger tea on the tiny balcony overlooking the quiet street, hand unconsciously resting on the faint curve of her lower belly that only she could see.Shop hours, soft music, the scent of herbs, customers who lingered to chat. She wore flowy skirts and loose tops to hide the changes breasts fuller, nipples constantly sensitive, hips rounding.Slow afternoons were dangerous.One golden Thursday, sunlight slanting through the back room window onto the long wooden drying table, she gave in again.She locked the front door, flipped the sign to Closed for Lunch, and drew the curtains.The table

The night before our big offline meetup, my roommate took one look at my internet boyfriend's photo and declared it was a fake. "Using a stolen photo for an online romance? He's definitely insecure and too ugly to show his real face!" The next day, my boyfriend texted: [Sorry, something came up at the last minute. Can you wait half an hour?] I breathed a sigh of relief because I had just been notified about an exclusive expert lecture on campus. Word was, the speaker was an academic powerhouse, and the university had paid a fortune to secure him. I snagged a seat in the front row. But the moment I looked up at the podium, my stomach dropped. Why did this famous scholar look so much like

He then smiled and said, "Baby, thank goodness you messaged me just in time. I was about to knock when I got your message. So, I turned and left right away. Now that I've sent Hendrix on yet another business trip, we can enjoy ourselves fully today." I watched as Gordon pulled Kathleen onto the sofa. "Oh, you rascal. Why can't I resist you? I'm even wearing your favorite outfit today. If you tear it, you'll have to buy me a new one." Just as Gordon was taking off her heels, I heard a knock on the door. I knew it was Sylvia, so I opened the door immediately.

Eve backed away from the door, she was going somewhere by 7 tonight. She hurried back to her room and shut the door, who was Sadie talking to and what were they gonna talk about at a building? There was only one way to know. “Eve I’m leaving, ain’t you gonna kiss me goodbye.” He dip his hands in his pocket, and Eve tipped on her toe and kissed his cheek. Wesley smiled and opened the car door. “I might not be home tonight, don’t wait for me.” “I wasn’t planning to.” She frowned.

Bianca would have preferred to be the one driving, she was the most responsible in the group by far, but she didn’t want to be responsible for a bunch of drunk teens. “Adrian's Jeep, of course.” Anna quickly replied with a huge smile plastered on her face. “Sure.” Adrian agreed with a huge smile. “All of you will be at Beth's party tonight, though, right?” Brian asked as he looked around the table. “You know it.” Adrian quickly replied. “You can’t miss the last party of high school.” “I don't think…” Bianca started, but Anna cut her off. “We'll be there at nine.” She said.