Losing Hope Colleen Hoover Novels & Stories

There were two famous deadweights in Kingsgate's high society. One was me, Millie Tanner, the pampered little princess whose only talents were shopping and throwing parties. The other was my childhood friend, Iver Langford, the fragile young heir born with autism and congenital heart failure. However, my older brother was the most feared name in the underworld, and my second brother was the richest man in the country. Iver's older sister was the undefeated queen of the courtroom, and his second sister was a surgeon whose hands could bring back the dead. One day, the four of them were chatting over a game of poker. "Raising one hopeless case takes the same effort as two. Might as well pair

In fact… it appeared to be the exact same one as Lucy's mother! I immediately turned on my computer, pulled up Lucy's file, and looked at the guardian information section. My colleague's voice rang out, tinged with urgency, "This whole thing is blowing up online, Morgan! The foundation's donors are worried the controversy will damage our reputation, so they've canceled Lucy's priority assistance! "Morgan, are you listening? Why are you just staring at the computer? Say something!" But I was completely dumbfounded. Because Lucy's mother was none other than Judith, the teller who had been making things difficult for me.

Lara “I really can't understand what is going on,” I said out loud to no one in particular. How could things with Doctor Cameron get so out of hand. I mean he has gone too far this time, I thought. “Hey girl, you OK,” Shan softly asked as she was walking up to me after we finished our shift. “Um, I guess. It's just kind of crazy,” I replied. I don't know if I should still want to work here anymore. I don't think I'll be able to see Doctor Cameron every day. “I know,” Shan answered softly. “I didn’t see Doc Cameron today, but I did hear that he will be out for a few days because of his hand injury,” she said. “It should be a lot longer than that,” Nelly inserted her two cents into the conve

I was gone, when I died all the hope in my life had been lost with me in my grave. I can feel my sorrow fueling my need for revenge more and more. All the people inside the gym were leaving, I can feel taps on my shoulder and squeezing me, all the reassurances, and in a few minutes we were left alone there holding each other. Just me and Devon. God, I love him and I won't give up. I'm here to stay and if I'd need to accept that Hannah is no longer here, Cassidy is here and I would be her if she is what Devon needs, I would not give up on us. Maybe, just maybe, there will come a time that I will be able to tell Devon that I am Hannah and I hope to God he will understand and he will love me st

And somewhere deep inside, a quiet resolve settled. This time, she wouldn’t be pushed around. Not by gossip. Not by powerful men. Not by the past. The storm had arrived. And Ava Hilton was done hiding from it.