Lost In Translation Plot Novels & Stories

He paused for a while and it made the students anticipate his next few words. “I,” he said. Cyril shook his head which made him leave his trance. Who would have thought that with three simple words, his whole life would change in a flash. Remembering that day made him sigh to himself as he opened his eyes and started staring at his ceiling. It’s been 7 weeks now after their previous academic year ended. Also, 7 weeks since he confessed in front of his club and lost almost all of his friends except for one.

He looked puzzled at her expression and then chuckled. "Is the noodle too bland? Let me cook another bowl for you." "No need," Alley Houston shook her head. "It's alright, wait a moment," Karimba Cellon smiled, quickly rushing back to the kitchen. Five minutes passed, and Alley Houston looked down at her stomach, her skin sticking to her spine. In just over a month since Karimba Cellon demanded a divorce, she had become so thin that she almost didn't recognize herself. Just then, she heard unfamiliar sounds coming from the garden. Instinctively, she hid in a corner, peeking through the door gap, and saw a few familiar figures slowly entering the house, their eyes scanning for something.

“Go easy on yourself, bro. It’s not the end of the world.” “I know, but I didn’t stay celibate, waiting for the right one to walk into my life for the past three years only to lose her on the very same night.” “Shit happens,” Manny shrugged flatly. “You didn’t even get her number?” I shook my head. “No. the stupid words slipped out before I could ask for her number. She was so angry that she wouldn’t listen.” “Now, that’s bad. Anyways, man, she’s gone and there’s nothing you can do about it. That’s how quickly an opportunity can slip out of our grasp if we aren’t careful.”

“And I wish you two safe travels on your journey.” Everyone raised their glasses with him, bittersweet smiles on their faces. Shaun noticed Bella looked sadder than everyone else, but quickly hid it with a full smile. Soon everyone started talking and laughing again. Shaun zoned out as his thoughts kept returning to the journey ahead of him and Rebekah. He had spent years gathering information and forming a plan. But most of it was from rumors and stories. The only thing he could confirm was his father passed away four years ago. There were several rumors as to how he died but Shaun couldn’t confirm which was true.

Ivanka calmed her daughter. Jayden is like dead fleas. There were some languages ​​he didn't understand, but his feelings told him, that these two women were troubled and ready to have a big fight. Jayden looked at Ivanka who walked away from the stand and followed by the woman. Both of them looked equally annoyed. "Nara, who is that woman?" Ask Jayden. "Just a lowly dedemit." Answered Nara while grumbling. " Dedemit, what is it?" Nara looked at Jayden. Just remembered that Jayden is not a local. Certainly, many languages ​​are not understood by him. Jayden understood little of their language, even after she and her mother had taught Jayden several times.

The man who once ruled Manhattan with an iron fist let out a broken, desperate sob in the middle of the empty street. Meanwhile, I had crossed half the world. As the sun rose over a foreign horizon, I stepped off the plane. The Don of New York would never find his Elena again.

Misery loved company. We stood there for a moment in the aftermath of that exchange, her pretending to review measurements, me pretending I hadn’t just been caught like a teenager. The air between us had shifted into something I had no professional category for. She was looking at her screen but not moving. I was looking at her without meaning to. Her eyes came up and met mine. Neither of us said anything.

She would ignite a war no one could control. But when she looked across the river at Alexander, she saw a future. A fragile, terrifying hope she couldn’t let go. --- As she walked toward the bank, time slowed down. The icy, relentless water splashed against her boots, testing her strength. Lucien’s hand darted forward, seizing her arm. She sensed the anguish underneath it though his grip was harsh. "Please fight this," he murmured, the anger laced with a deeper emotion. “I lost your mother to their lies. Must I lose you too?”

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He spoke in his heavy British accent. "To the airport, now." He ordered his driver impatiently before looking down at Katherine who had placed her head on his lap. He looked at her and she was pale. "I never imagined that the first time I meet you, you will be in such a condition, Katherine." He mumbled, pushing her wet strands of hair away from her face. A/N Hello dear Readers!! So here it is.. the prologue scene that you all have been waiting for but you might have noticed that I have made few changes to the scenes and dialogues. Sorry about that. I wanted to make the scene more emotional and heartbreaking.