Les Misérables Novels & Stories

"Kiss my feet." For a second, I think I've misheard him. "What did you say?" "You heard me, wench. Get down and kiss my feet. That's how you apologize to your betters." My heart pounds against my ribs, but now it's anger. This is what money does to people - makes them think they own the world, makes them think they can humiliate others for fun. I might be poor, I might wear secondhand clothes, but I've got something Declan will never have: dignity.

The pain in my chest was daggering at the strike of her words, but she was right. I was greeted by Benji holding the car door open and an umbrella over his head, sheltering him from the pelting of the thick rain drops. "Motel on Gretna Benji, and put a step on it. I'm late," he closed the door behind me, then began making his way to the driver's side.

“no, we will take the child with us, I can’t live my blood with that woman, she doesn’t even care a flinch about him” “how soon can we do this, my love” Sarah asked now more greedy in her of being the wife of a rich man she never thought she would one day be a wealthy woman from being a woman who had nothing. She always admired Priscilla and how wealthy she was, she envied her for being born from a silver platter while she was born in the ghetto with nothing to show or present. Mr Lodipo responded to her with a smile, “Everything will be done before tomorrow, she will wake up a woman with nothing tomorrow.” He said boldly.

"Oh goodness don't say that Clara!! Ending your life wouldn't have solved this??” "It would have!!! What reason do I have to live ma'am??!! I never even knew I was pregnant and when I found out, I lost my child!!! Not because of my carelessness but because of him!!! The same man I love!! The same man who depicts my love and loyalty has only treated me like his mistress!!! I hate him!!!” “I understand your p…” "No!! You don't understand my pain!!!” I bit out. "Trust me Clara, I do….I've lost children before…miscarriages before I had Arsenio and his brother and trust me when I say there weren't just normal miscarriages…they were caused by Arsenio's Father.”

“Sera, can you stop being so unreasonable? Angela’s just a young girl. Why are you so jealous? She’s lying on the roadside, hurt. Do you expect me to ignore her? I’m not as cold-blooded as you!” He kicked me out of the car without the slightest care. My phone was broken, so calling a cab wasn’t even an option. The rainstorm came fast and furious, trapping me at a tiny bus stop. The wound began to ache sharply as a chill rose in my heart. I never thought that, in this lifetime, I would cry over two dollars. Humbled and drenched, I had no choice but to accept a stranger’s charity to make it home. By the time I reached the house, the rain had stopped, but my heart had completely turned cold.

Tobias jumps up and waltz towards the door, running a hand through his hair. "Good timing," he responds at me and I nod hearing him open the door. The sound of greetings fill the house and the living room door swings open revealing four of Tobias' and my friends. Brett, Charlie, Micheal and Jeremy. All of them had been involved in the gang somehow and we all had one thing in common — we hate Amil. I lock eyes and raised my eyebrow at Tobias, nodding my head towards Jeremy silently to question his loyalty. I barely know the guy. He's best known for his street fighting skills, the guy is built like a tower and could move like a cheetah.