Keep On Keeping On Novels & Stories

“Mr. Kennedy wants the mill to remain a family institution that will continue to provide jobs and a center for the town. The only potential buyers we have, want to tear it down and sell off the land.” Damien latched on to the family institution part. “Ah… The lasting name of Kennedy. Planned a monument yet?” A weary yet insistent voice drifted from the bed. “I will do what needs to be done. And so will you.” “How will you manage that? I walked out that door once. I’m more than happy to do it again.”

Harmony I was trying to prevent myself from shaking while I was staring at my laptop. I don’t know what to feel about a post on Friendbook related to me. While I was trying to calm down, I continued to stare at a photo posted with a mocking caption. It was me, standing on a stage while in the midst of holding back my tears. The caption says, "Wow, look at your dumb rich girl stuttering through a debate. Is that all you can do? "

Kinsley said, clearly shocked by what he said. "I can do whatever the f**k I want!" He leaned closer to me until his lips were touching my ear, which sent a tingle through my body. "It's time you learn that I don't share, I play for keeps. No back doors, no loopholes and no side gates. I own you, remember Red?" I nodded my head, and he continued. "I'm going to make you mine for good." I shivered. What does he mean by that?

"I did my best But I guess my best wasn't good enough Cause here we are Back where we were before Seems nothin' ever changes We're back to being strangers Wondering if we ought to stay Or head on out the door Just once Can we figure out what we keep doin' wrong Why we never last for very long What are we doin' wrong? Just once..."

This won't be the last obstacle that we'll be facing but I know we can survive everything. As long as we love each other, we'll keep holding on to that. Like what is written on our rings, we'll love each other "Always and forever."

More labored. Weaker. I kept crying steadily, unable to stop. The tears just kept coming. Holding his hand so tightly with both of mine. Like if I held on hard enough I could keep him here. Keep him with me. Keep him alive through sheer force of will. "Stay with me," I begged him over and over like a prayer. Like a mantra. "Please stay with me, Danny. Don't you dare leave me now. Not now. Not after everything. Stay with me. Keep breathing. Keep fighting. I need you. Please."

While I waited at the hospital to get my tubes tied, I came across a question that was blowing up online. [What's the cruelest way to get revenge on a woman?] An anonymous answer sat at the very top with thousands of upvotes. [Easy. Become her best friend, then slowly take everything she's proud of away from her. [I should know. That's exactly what I did to the girl I grew up with. [By the time she realized anything was wrong, her parents already treated me like their daughter, and I outranked her at her own family's company. Her childhood sweetheart, who later became her husband, lost his virginity to me in the house she personally decorated for them. [And those twins she thinks are

The birth of another daughter when he was fifty. Life is a pendulum, he murmured to the wind. Gotta keep swinging for the fences. Hit or miss. As if to prove a point, the ground beneath him began to shake, followed by a rumbling cacophony of a monstrous mechanical structure rolling in huffing and puffing and at least easing into a stop. With surprise, Jorge looked about. He was at the junction several street turns south from the shelter!

Kael’s words lingered; "She’s gone, Your Highness." The repetition was intended, and served to emphasis the reality fully. Gone. The simple word echoed in my mind, a profound sense of lossMy fists clenched, my shoulders tense with the conflicting emotions. Relief, perhaps? An unexpected, unsettling calm? Or was it the bitter taste of regret, a gnawing emptiness clinging like a shadow to the edges of my being? The turmoil was immense, the uncertainty intense.. Before I could reach for clarity, a knock sounded on the door. Sharp. Timed. I knew that knock.

Ian Cael relied on his grandmother’s sacrifices and his own status as an intelligent scholarship student to survive at elite Charleston de Witt. Everything changed the day he crossed paths with Callum de Witt—the campus Golden Boy and heir to unimaginable wealth. What started as an instant spark of love at first sight quickly deepened after Callum saved Ian from a dangerous poolside prank and took refuge in Ian’s working-class neighborhood to escape his toxic ex, Kai. Their budding romance was shattered when Kai manipulated a local teen into delivering a devastating lie, forcing a bitter rift between two vastly different worlds. Years later, a lovers reunion brings Ian and Callum face-to-f