Novel & Cerita Misery Novel Paul Sheldon

Madison’s POV Paul is amazing. I can’t believe that someone knows my horrible truth but is still willing to support me. I would think no one would want such a damaged human being. I feel dirty and soiled. Used and discarded. Paul didn’t seem to care, though. What he was, though, was angry, so very angry. Angry that my father could do this to me. An intense anger that could lead him to do something stupid to my father. The problem was that he didn’t even know half of it. I was afraid to tell him all the sordid details. How could anyone learn to love someone so… broken.

Mish was sure that she will be spending her black sorry a$$ behind the bars forever Memories about her and Ivana started to play tricks in her mind, she found herself shedding tears uncontrollably. Mrs. Wechuli went in search for his son on the rooftop. Fortunately for Paul, he was for talking to Ivana. Paul felt her presence and turned his face into a long, sad and frail. “What are you doing here? Are you happy seeing my kids like that, mum?” Paul asked without turning to look at her. Mrs. Wechi kept quiet, as she walked to him. “You can't understand, son, I had to do it. It's for the.....”

I swear I've never seen a couple more unlucky than you! - Yes... – Missy gave a shy smile – What happened three months ago was horrible, it's true. But I was very lucky to have Logan by my side to get me through this after what those two did. – her smile became more comfortable, although Paul's reaction was not what she expected: first, he looked surprised, then confused and, when his eyes found a specific point right above Missy's shoulders, he looked startled by a thousandth for a second, before turning to face her, sketching a nervous smile, something that was very unusual for Paul and his carefree personality. 'Yes, yes, of course…' He chuckled, seeming to be trying, without much success

“I'm not that vicious.” “You tried to kill me before, Paul.” “I was sick then. You know that.” “And now?” A subtle mockery underlined her voice. “Where do you think I've been all this while?-” “Don't know, don't care.” She cut him. “I got help.” Paul admitted shamefully. “Well, good for you!” Ashley remarked sarcastically. Paul smiled ruefully and averted his gaze. When he looked up at Ashley again, she saw pain embedded deep in his eyes. But she felt no pity for him. She wasn't convinced.

Paul said in a tired state, gloomy and lifeless in his walk, but deep inside the hatred and anger was building up aroused in his head. "Oh- okay, see you soon" Miya looked at her friend with pity and sadness, she sighed as she watched Paul walk away, then she was reminded. “ Are you going to attend her funeral?” She asked silently. "I can't go to her funeral." Paul turned his head and looked at Miya. "Why?" Miya raised an eyebrow, a little bit shocked by Paul's behavior. "I just can't ." Paul looked her in the eyes. Miya noticed the lifeless look in his eyes, the gloomy face he had been struggling with.

“He can’t help you. But for the shield they have around the pack-house, I would have sent you straight onto their land and make everything simpler. But as it stands, I have to dump you somewhere else for a pack member to take you to the pack-house. Good news is immediately after you explode, the shield around the pack-house will come down. Those wolves won’t know what hit them. At least you’ll get to spend some time with whoever comes to rescue you…till you enter the pack-house. Then BOOM!” “Not like this, please.” Paul pleaded. “Just kill me now. I’d rather die alone than cause the death of Jeremy and others. I can’t…I just can’t…” He whispered shakily as his body shook with silent sobs. “E

Their late madam had helped them so much when they were in their teenagers . He , Paul and Shin were from orphanage .They run away when they were only fifteen and their late madam picked them from the street , brought them home send them to school and send them to the university but because of her they prepare to become her bodyguards and work for their family .Both him and Shin prepare stayed beside their late madam while Paul who is study in the bussines management stay beside their master . Now it's time for them to look after their young miss and the company their master had worked hard to build . He watched the sweet smile from their young miss that very similar to her late mother . He

Mortimer added in a strange tone, “Maybe it’s because Mr. Paul isn’t married. That’s why Melinda isn’t interested. Mr. Gerald, don’t you know that some people just love being the other woman?!” North rested her chin on her palm and chuckled. “That’s right. Just look. Mrs. Myers helped Melinda steal two men from me. How cruel is that? How could my poor sister be forced to suffer the reputation of being a mistress? “But Mr. Paul is different. Although he is a bit older, he’s a caring person who’s never been married. Melinda would be his first wife once she marries him!” Melinda roared, “Shut up! I’m not marrying him! Get lost!”

I refused to join them because I don't like to pretend I was enjoying a vacation when I have a lot of things going on in my mind. I started reading the book Aae left as a gift for Christmas. He went home while Tita Annly spent the breaks at the hospital. Like me, she's not fond of celebrating. I just visited the church during Christmas Eve and watched the fireworks outside the porch. It was sad, but I like it. I made a lot of realizations these past few days. I already touched the soft edge of the book when my eyes caught a glimpse of the flower pot near my coffee. The pink-fern like petals were swaying a little as the wind brushed against my hair.

Whatever ill treatment she faced at that orphanage was ten time better than what she faced with Paul today. She was brought out from her thoughts by the creaking sound she heard from the door. It can't be Paul, he couldn't be back so soon. "Wh-o's there". She said fearfully. She waited a while before the person came into full view. "James"?? * "That's my story miss". "That Paul is evil.. very evil. How dare he take credit for your hard work"?. Said Shirley. "But I have a plan, bring your ear closer".