My Lovely Troublemaker Novels & Stories

"Romeo? What does he have anything to do with this?" He smirked, his eyes crinkling in the corners, "troublemaker, that's the word, that's what they call me. The troublemaker," he didn't answer my question but delved further into his topic and I couldn't help but forget all about what I was asking and focus fully on whatever he had to say.

I start laughing with her and wrap her in my arms again. “Oh we did break it. We broke three cots to be exact. Remember?” I point to the corner where three of the cots lay in a pile. Each one is missing legs, broken in half, or torn through. I notice her blush and cover her face in embarrassment. “Guess you were so overcome with pleasure, you didn’t notice, Troublemaker,” I tease her and swat her ass, making her yelp. She rubs her freshly reddened cheek and glares at me. But I know she isn’t really angry. She rolls her eyes at me and pulls my shirt over her head.

I'm pretty fucked up, I know. she is having the time of her life. Angrily, I pull my hoodie down. she's having the time of her life. the time of her life. of her life. "Girl Problem?"

This was trouble. Oh no!

“She’s a fixer..with no one to fix her…she’s a lover…who won’t love herself…she’s a heartbreak away from a horrible place..’cos fixers never fix themselves…she’s a fighter…with no one bedside her…in a corner alone on the ropes…she’s a let down away from a terrible place…she’ll fix every scar but her own.. oh she fixes the lonely..fixes the broke..but tends to forget who needs fixing the most..buried in bandages hiding the hell..’cos fixers never fix themselves…she’s a liar..a calm to the fire…shamed when we all follow suit..she’s a whisper away from a dangerous place…’cos lies aren’t a fix for the truth…she fixes the lonely…fixes the broke..but tends to forget who needs fixing the most…packe

I snapped at her. I was frustrated to say the least, " This is getting tiring" I grumbled as I went to change into the next costume. I slipped on the pirate costume, with the hat, eye patch and everything. I came out of the dressing room to show Amaya this one, but guess what? She wasn't there!

"This whole thing has already worn him down. When the time comes, we'll push a little harder and force the divorce through. Once he's labeled the one at fault, he won't have any claim to the money. By then, our little one can take a new last name. Belle, your daddy's name is Hank Moore, so how about we call you Belle Moore?" They all laughed. I sat at the next table, cold all over as I listened to every word. There was no sadness left in me; only a deep, crawling chill. The woman I loved most, the one I trusted more than anyone, the one I shared my bed with… She had been the one plotting against me all along. And then, it hit me. Everything they had done these past few days had been to draw

I forced a dry laugh, “I wish there were more words to describe a psychopath like you. You want to see me break? That's why you resorted to punishing my lungs? You wanted air out of me.” Nikolai scoffed, “I didn't do that.” “Oh, nice,” I chuckled, “but you say, I'm the liar?” “I didn't do it.” Nikolai repeated. “I hate you for making me bleed for you for five years but I wouldn't want to take the life out of you.” I rolled my eyes, “tell me about it?” “The smoke was caused due to electrical lamp faulty wiring, Arianna. Not me punishing you.” “Lamp my ass.”

"No, I just put flowers in my books." She smiled and looked proudly at the dried flower in the book that lay just above his picture. Sanbal, who was sitting next to her, bowed her head and looked at the picture and then at her face which had every color of love scattered on her face. "Wow so much love and you used to collect pictures of him right?" Laughing, Sanbal pointed to the picture in the book. He was smiling and his eyes were enchanted. It is not wrong to say that he was very handsome. Ozgul, who was sitting in front, also lost heart.

I guess I gotta go there. "I'm sorry you're aren't happy Robbie but I'm actually very happy." I replied and it was nothing but the truth. "Don't break Brenda's heart, she loves you and you have a son whom you should be a great example to. Us, that's a thing of the past." Robbie stiffened. "You're really choosing that anorexic tattoo freak over me?" Robbie hissed. "Anorexic.." I let out a snort. "That's exactly how I like them."