Jmfelic Novels & Stories

“You’re Felicity Walker? Are you really Jeremy’s girlfriend? Why do you look so similar to Madeline?” “Hi Aunty, this is my business card.” Felicity smiled and handed her business card over. “I’m a psychologist and I’m carrying out psychological intervention with Jeremy, hoping to help him regain his vision. As for why I look so much like Jeremy’s ex-wife, I’m also quite surprised.”

“Lunch time, actually. Had an excellent felafel wrap at a café near work,” “Meat, darling.” God, only two days ago. Your husband shoved his up inside of me. I would love to see the look on that creased-up face if I said it. I can’t believe I ever envied her. If only for a day. Wow. Mrs Fernsby really did a number on me. “Moving on…” And she walks off.

I hear her say to herself as she is motivating herself not realizing the call is still going. I quickly wake my brother up and point to my phone I think he gets it and I put the call on speaker as I hear her taking deep breaths trying to calm herself down. I show my brother the number he track it while looking into whose it is. It comes back to a nineteen year old Jaymes Tevin Jones. It also shows her location out of the city in the forests. "You say Mark brother's friend?" I ask I hear a small gasp I'm sure she is shocked I'm still on the call. I signal my brother to get ready. He knows to also wake up at least a few more of my guys as I go to my room and get dressed.

"But, I had sex with her first. Why should I be congratulating him, instead of the reverse being the case. ***** "I think I have to go now, I've overstayed my welcome here!" Jelnimia cried, rushing out from the room, closing the door behind her. The thought of having to sit and listen to her guilt was hard enough to bear, she wondered if she would even be able to endure it. She placed her hand on her stomach as she headed towards the landing. She took another swig of the brandy, trying to steady her racing heart rate, she thought of the baby growing inside of her, and told herself to calm down and think clearly.

“I shot it so well, don’t you think?” The picture captured the girl smiling widely with a frowning Greg beside her. ‘Ol Jack was seen clearly in the background, lying on the grass with his hands on his crouch and his face distorted in pain. He thought that it was indeed a good picture to blackmail a bully. Greg only managed to nod wordlessly in agreement. Without another word, she walked away, still giggling at her phone screen. Since then, he had his eyes on her. Greg later on learned that her name was Jessica Kim and he promised that he would show her a better and stronger version of himself as proof that standing up for the likes of him was worth it.

“I want you to stop looking for her. To let her breathe. She’s been through enough because of you. You’ll only make it worse. She is happy and she's content and it's only a matter of time before we start living our lives together. You know, you just have to allow that to happen. Without your arrogance, anger, or whatever it is that you want to throw.” My jaw clenched so hard my teeth ached. “You don’t know her. You don’t know what we’ve been through. Don't you dare touch her.” “I know enough,” he said smoothly. “I know she’s not screaming. I know she’s not begging to come back. I know she’s calm, Liam. Maybe for the first time in years. She seems to be content. She's not even fighting to kee

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

I got the feeling that something is about to happen as I loo at Mera to see her smirking cunningly as she looks at me. “Again my name is Sammuel Miguel. I am a famous pianist in England. I have a best friend who is far more amazing and talented than I. He taught me everything I know. His name is Jerwel Prime. SHE… is his cunning gold-digging wife.” He said as he points to Sammantha who froze on the stage. “Are- are you sure she is who you say she is?” a girl asks from behind him so he let my hand go to see who speaks.

It was clear that Eric wanted to compete with him. "She's an assistant who works at Astra." Gio took a look at Liam before he continued, "Her last name is Jenson." Liam suddenly opened his eyes. An assistant who worked at Astra with the last name Jenson, and she was exactly 20 years old—wasn't that Amelia? "Are you sure?" Liam asked. Gio nodded cautiously. "I've confirmed it, and now it's in the news. It's trending." Liam immediately grabbed his phone and checked the news.

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