Lazy Town Stephanie Died Novels & Stories

*“Stephanie… I know you’ll never hear this. But I’m sorry. I’m so goddamn sorry. Come home. Please.” He hurled his phone at the wall, the screen shattering. Across the room, his security chief cleared his throat. “Sir, we’ve hit a dead end. Her trail… it’s gone. Like someone erased it.” Leon stilled. “*Jake*.” --- Stephanie wiped down the hotel lobby’s front desk, her back aching. The boutique hotel was quiet, the off-season lull giving her too much time to think. Her coworker, Mara, eyed her from across the room.

I mean, who falls deeply in love with someone they had met in just months to an extent of accepting their marriage proposal? She was gullible. Gullible enough to be used and to have noticed that Julius wasn't really into her. Well, Good riddance! It was my turn and I would enjoy every single moment. Three hours passed. I was reviewing new interior renovation plans when Claire burst into the office, drenched in sweat, her eyes bloodshot with panic. "Ma'am..ma'am," she gasped, voice trembling. "I just got a call from someone on Riveton Street. They said Mrs. Sasha collapsed on the sidewalk. She fainted in the rain."

I plaster a cheeky smirk on my face and walk into the office. “Long time no see, Adam Phlem. I have a proposal that would benefit both of us,” came rushing out of my mouth. I fixed my gaze on him and I’ll admit, he wasn’t bad looking. Okay he is smoking Hot. His ocean-Blue eyes stared at me with so much intensity, I was sure I would combust on the spot. “Stephanie, are you supposed to be dead?” He asked in a cold voice, laced with the tiniest bit of curiosity. Ahah!

As she plated the food, her phone buzzed on the counter. Her stomach dropped when she saw the name. Stepmother. Zara’s hand trembled as she picked up. Before she could speak, her stepmother’s voice erupted, venomous and loud: “Is it your mission to ruin this family? Are you so desperate for attention?” Zara froze, pressing the phone tighter to her ear. “I know you didn’t walk into that marriage on your own will, but you’re here now, so the least you can do is respect us. If I hear one more bad thing about you if I hear one more whisper of shame I swear I’ll kill myself!”

When my stepdaughter, Yvonne Sinclair, reported me to the police for bad-touching her, my mother rushed to the police station. But outside the station, someone pushed her to the ground, and she broke her hip. In my past life, Yvonne had to repeat her senior year of high school. She complained that her school dorm was too noisy and begged me to let her move back home. My wife, Wendy Harper, backed her up. “How could you bear to let your daughter stay in a room with seven other girls?” I gave Yvonne my study and bought her a new desk and a new lamp. Two months later, she reported me to the police. She claimed that I had entered her room in the middle of the night. When the police asked h

Scared of being charged with murder, he turned and ran, the rest of the men hot on his heels. I collapsed onto the cold concrete, blood soaking through my shirt fast. As my vision blurred and my consciousness slipped, I heard one of them mutter into a phone, his voice low and panicked. “Mr. Corleone, something went wrong. She stabbed herself with the knife.” Vincent’s cold, hard voice came through the line. “Is she dead?” Then Leo’s voice, urgent and horrified. “Vincent! Are you insane? She’s your sister!” Vincent scoffed. “I just told the boys to scare her a little. If she’s stupid enough to try and kill herself, that’s on her. If she’s not dead, dump her at a hospital. Make sure she never

she rasped, and with that, walked away, leaving an angry Hero, whose piercing gaze followed her, until she disappeared into the cafe. Hero was so angry that he didn't know what to do. he just stood there lost in thoughts. After what felt like hours, his lips twitched into an evil smirk, like he recalled something. 'She dared to call herself my stepmom, such insolence!' he pondered, taking out his phone from his pocket, to dial a number.

The one who paved the way for the happiness she was currently experiencing. Remembering his words that he would always be with her, she wiped away her tears. The past three years hadn’t been without their trials. The fallout from Sophia’s final act had left scars on her heart, but justice had been served. Sophia’s death during the standoff with police had brought a grim closure to that chapter of her life. Her mother, Stephanie, who had helped Sophia escape from prison, was sentenced to five years, but she never made it through—ending her life in a prison cell. Allison (Molie) lost her mind upon hearing about the death of her son and was taken to a psychiatric hospital.