My Little Black Book Novels & Stories

She always responded with a smile, watching us joke around with whatever she thought. Had she known? Night fell, and the sound of the roaring wind crawled into my ears. I opened my eyes, rolling lazily off the bed. The room was dark, but I could see perfectly like it was day. "Emily…" a masculine voice reached out to me. I searched the room with my eyes, the sight of a black-covered book coursing through. I could remember the book from the hospital desk but I hadn’t brought it home. How did it get here? The book looked disheveled, big, and had a strange inscription on it. I didn't remember buying such a book, nor had I seen it in Dad's hands.

"That’s..." "Enough to start a war," I finished. "It is not just money," Lucrezia said, pulling out one of the black leather binders. She tossed it onto the desk. It landed with a heavy thud. "Money buys soldiers," Lucrezia said. "But this buys silence." I picked up the binder. I opened it. It was the 'Black Book'. The family’s insurance policy. It contained photos, bank statements, and transcripts of every corrupt politician, judge, and CEO in the city.

"But it's so good! We are going to university. We are supposed to have some fun. Don't tell me you are planning on being a virgin till you die, or are you going to wait for him to finally see you? We need to buy this, no two ways about it." Her words hit me like bricks. Six years of having a crush on him. Six years of not being seen, hiding my feelings while other people keep asking me out and I'm turning them down while he lives his best life and I'm waiting around the corner. "Yeah, it's fine. We'll buy it, but it's barely going to hold my breasts, and you know that," I grumble, trying to make her see some sense about the dress she is buying. It's a black leather mini skirt and a sequin to

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I leaned in, and the name on the screen stopped my breath before he even said it out loud, seventeen years of building something out of nothing suddenly feeling as fragile as a single unauthorized login. "Blackwood," Noah said quietly. "It's Blackwood. Someone inside our own company has been on their payroll, and nobody caught it until a seventeen-year-old with a laptop and too much free time decided to go looking."

My mouthwatering from the site. Walking back over to me, Angela hands me the book. It was black. Soft leather with nothing on the cover to signal what it was. Explaining to me that it was a diary. Before explaining to me that I should write down everything that goes on with me, so I don't have to bottle up my feelings.

Gah, she hoped so. “I don’t want to take up too much of your time. I’m sure you’re busy.” “No, that’s fine,” Mia replied, her stomach sinking. Maybe this woman was simply calling to try and sell Mia something or to do one of those phone survey things. “How can I help you?” “Have you heard of ‘Little Black Book?’” Harley asked. “The new women’s magazine?” Mia asked, her heart jumping into her throat. “That’s the one,” Harley replied and it sounded like she had a smile on her face.

Chapter 2: The Rules ISABELLA My hands were shaking as I stepped out of the elevator the next night at exactly 9 PM. I had changed my outfit three times before leaving my apartment. In the end, I chose a simple black blouse and a knee-length skirt that buttoned down the front. Easy to take off, just like he’d said. God, what was I doing? My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. Part of me still couldn’t believe I was actually here.

Nanny Rita said it contains some cute stuff from her high school days – a phase in her life that brought her so much trauma. She breathed deep before opening the bag. It contains old slum books and a diary with broken lock. She smirked thinking that her mother could have forced to open it. She must be disappointed to see nothing juicy about the things that she wrote there. Her younger life was boring and predictable until it wasn't. In fact, each page of her diary contains almost the same events. As she randomly went through each page, she noticed a paper inserted within its pages. She almost dropped the diary upon seeing that paper from way back. It's still obvious that it was once cru

Reese is up at 630 a.m. She wants to have plenty of time to eat and dress before Ali arrives to pick her up. She can’t believe how lucky she is to have landed a job at the Butterfly building working for Luca Myles. Luca Myles is not only good looking, but he is smart and well mannered, she thought. “And Hot!” she said out loud.