Long Time No See Novels & Stories

Sara asked. “Your other uncle. I heard about him. Now you have questions. Sara, it isn’t hard to know why you all of a sudden call me out of the blue. It has been nearly ten years. You know I kept this number just because I knew one day you would need to get a hold of me.” Her uncle said as he sighed. “You want in the unit, I assume.” “I think I need to look in it,” Sara said. “You do.” He said as he sighed again. “Okay, maybe I should start from the beginning. This is going to take a while.”

There were others also that were probably lurking out in the dark somewhere they either haven’t shown themselves on purpose, or they were just waiting for the right moment. She was the key they knew that. She had been the key then too. The one that brought lasting peace and torment to all of them and to the place that they had lived. It was all her. And they had found her again. When Nathan saw her when she was giving her speech, he immediately took a picture and sent it to everyone, the reaction had been the same for all of them. They wanted to go and meet her for the first time, again. It had taken over two months for them to be able to figure out, plan, and execute the ideas that they had

Instantly, Jonathan pulled out his card to pay. Before I could explain to the salesperson, my gaze caught on the strand of prayer beads around his wrist. Just yesterday, when Chloe announced her return to the public eye, one of the photos in her post had prominently featured those same beads. At a glance, they seemed out of place among the other glamorous shots—but someone online recognized them as exclusive items from the historic retreat he'd closed for her. Soon, the story of the place's six-month closure and the identity of the bracelet's owner was everywhere. Paparazzi had captured footage of Chloe and him leaving the grounds. Even without showing Jonathan's face, the custom-tailored su

I didn't want to wait another second. Three days later, at the memorial service held for Elara, every lavishly dressed guest found a strange recording crystal at their seat. Confused, they activated them, only to uncover a chilling truth. The images revealed a horrifying secret. It showed a ten-year-old Selene, her face twisted in a snarl as she pushed me into the icy river, trying to drown me forever. Time flowed on, and the scene shifted to her sordid double life. Behind her mate's back, she spent her nights in a secret basement, her scent mingling with that of other male wolves. Her depraved nature, hidden beneath a mask of purity, was recorded in excruciating detail.

He lifted his head higher to look into his face and thank him for not stepping on it, but as he met his eyes, he froze on the spot. Two inky-black eyes were staring at him coldly while his mouth was clamped in a straight line. Hēi Sé. He hadn't seen or heard from him in seven years; he had cut ties with him the day he had discovered his betrayal thanks to his amiable little cousin. Lin Shàng Wèi, Hēi Sé to friends and enemies alike, stood before him, elegantly dressed in a pearl-grey two-piece suit. The suit emphasized both his tall stature and statuesque physique very well.

Even the people at nearby tables put down their cutlery. She was quiet for a long time. Her face was pale and tight. Finally, she said just one thing, her voice low. "I want to see your father." That one sentence made me laugh out loud. Hearing those words from her mouth made me sick. She frowned at me like I was crazy. "What's so funny?" "You," I said. "I'm laughing at you. At how you can still stay so nonchalant." I wiped the corner of my eye, my voice thick with hate. "Dad is dead. He's been dead for three years."

Meanwhile, Mark had taken Lana to the hospital after their flight landed home. Later that night, a group of his friends dragged him to a bar to celebrate his breakup with me. “Mark, congratulations! Finally ditched that clingy girl!” “Come on, a toast! To freedom!” Mark sat there gripping his phone, clearly uneasy. It had been three hours since he’d last seen me, and I announced we had broken up. Still, I hadn’t texted him or called begging. That wasn’t like me. So he started to panic. A friend noticed and tried to calm him down.

"Quen, when will you come here?" I asked him while on the call, I miss him so much, I haven't seen him for over 2 weeks, the auditions period are already done. "Sorry babe, I'm with Alex. We have an upcoming concert. I can't go in your condo this week." He said, a deep sigh burse our of me. "It's always like that Quen, it's always like that." I said before turning off the call, I don't wanna cry so I'm just sleeping, maybe it will ease the pain that I'm feeling right now.

She opens it and looks at me. —Is it...? —I said I'd only give them to you in person. I couldn't come that month. Breaking promises isn't my style, darling —I pause briefly, waiting for her to say something, but she doesn't —It was a total of 537 days. That's two years without seeing you. In those letters, you'll find, in my own handwriting, everything I've missed about you, every flaw that draws me in. Each one also contains the memory of a song that reflects how I feel for you—songs that understand the intensity of it.

The thing that made her cries in ecstasy over and over again. “This is your punishment for thinking to annul The Emperor's edict.” Li Fei Long whispered over her ear. “Promise me you will never again mention or think about annulment.” Li Fei Long gave his command while his fingers were teasing her mercilessly between her legs. She can feel his hot long shaft sandwiched between her inner thigh. Oh God…