Lent Little Black Book Novels & Stories

"It's funny that this deal was the same deal you offered to Sandy, you sent her to kill me in exchange for whatever nonsense you were blackmailing her with. Did you think she wouldn't tell me?" "Does it look like I care if she told you?" Alex smirked. He had tasked Sandy to get Keir and find out some information about the company's shares and how things were done in the company but the idiot went ahead to fall in love with Keir and decided to opt out of the plan. It was a good thing he had some interesting information about her past, he had blackmailed her with it, he thought she was going to be able to execute the plan perfectly when she started giving him valuable information about the com

Namjoon had officially entered her AVOID AT ALL COST list. just as she moved her hand to type the bell rang. taking a sigh of relief she returned to her seat and grabbed her stuff before going straight to cafeteria taking her lunch she grabbed the furthermost table and sat there. taking a book out named "how to understand people with dark psychology" and continued reading it. She was so engrossed in reading that she didn't realize that 3 figures has taken seat at her table. only until the once loud cafeteria went silent did Jude not look up

Maybe something worse. Then I found a folder buried deep in his files, invisible to the casual eye. I clicked it open and was met with a password prompt. I typed ‘order’. Denied. I hesitated, then typed ‘black book’, half joking. The folder opened. Rows upon rows of subfolders stared back at me, all under a single master file titled ‘BLACK BOOK’. So it wasn’t a ledger after all, it was a database. I should've known when my father wrote a digital black book.

She wasn’t the type to abandon our many years of friendship because of a man. The guy was damn rich then. I thought, stepping out of the car, my mouth dropping open in awe as I took in the sights around me again and again. I have only seen this kind of apartment in movies, well apart from Justin’s house. These here though, were quite more interesting. “This way, Storm.” I heard Lent say from behind me and turned immediately, watching as he pulled two bags from the trunk of the car. Quickly, I opened the door to my seat again, and took out the bag where the strange brown book was in. I had kept it on the floorboard of the car.

“I need a date for an event tomorrow. Fundraiser. Art gala.” “And you’ve misplaced your little black book?” “No, it’s in a safe somewhere so that no one can ever get their hands on it and use it for evil.” “You use it for evil,” she said. “On occasion. But the real issue is that none of my black book entries are suitable.” “Well that sounds like an issue of taste to me,” she said. It bothered her sometimes okay, all the time that a man with his drive to succeed dated women who were such bubbleheads. But then, she didn’t imagine he was interested in the contents of their minds.

I look anyway. The first result when I search Lucian’s name is a photograph I recognize. The lobby of Blackwood Holdings, yesterday morning, grainy security-camera quality, Isabella and Emma walking through the front doors. Beneath it, in the bold clean type of a headline designed to be clicked: Billionaire’s Secret Daughter? Sources Close to Blackwood Holdings Say Tests Pending. I scroll.

Lilith tapped her fingers on the table like she was waiting for a reason to act. But Ophelia had made her choice. “She’s not here to apologize,” Ophelia said. “She’s here to help.” Kai frowned. “How do we know she’s not playing you?” Elara met his eyes. “Because I know the layout of every Velgrave blacksite still in operation.” Silence. She slid a data chip across the table. “Their labs, their underground chambers, their sleeper cells — I have it all. And I want them burned.”

doing her homework. In my lap, hidden by the heavy book, was my tablet. The screen was a black sea of green text. I typed in the password. Lana. The system didn't just open; it surrendered. Abram’s entire life—every bribe, every heartbeat of his empire—laid itself bare. My pulse didn't even quicken. I felt like a surgeon looking at a tumor. I moved through the folders with a cold, jagged precision. The Black Ledger.

Who the hell did she think she was? “This is Ivy,” Jax said, not pulling away from her but not leaning in either. His hand rested casual on her shoulder for a second. “New contract. Solo start tomorrow. Ivy, meet Lena. She’s been with us almost two years now. Knows the ropes.” Lena, same name with my stupid ex lover. I already know she’s gonna be an annoying bitch.

'Livv Markov the son of the great Alejandro Markov issued to be smuggling illegal substances, prostitution and selling children' Slowly, precise Livv, I'll watch you fall slowly after, I will bring death to you with my own hands. I saw Henry walking inside the room, I look at him with a grin plastered on my lips. "Where's Livv?" I asked him. "Out, he said I should keep you safe, and away from here," He said, I nodded and walks inside my room grabbing my bag.