Never Again Malgorzata Uchto Novels & Stories

I am always open to constructive criticisms. I hope you guys would support me. That would really mean a lot to me. Thanks, Shrishtee ******************** 5 ACE MEMBERS 1. Namit Khanna 2. Dhruv Kapoor 3. Arjun Malhotra 4. Kiaan Chauhan 5. Hredhaan Rajvansh The above are the members of the 5 Ace Group. The story Yet Again is of the first member of the group, Namit Khanna. Everything about this book will be revealed in the later chapters of this book.

"Enna, let's go to Slovegia." When I first started chemotherapy, I had pestered Oliver to take me to Slovegia, telling him that I didn't want to die in a hospital. But he had refused. Now, it seemed like I was really dying. "Alright. I want to buy a good wig!" I'd already shaved my head bald. Like a school kid going on a school trip for the first time, I excitedly booked the hotel. Seeing my great mood, Oliver just went along with whatever I wanted.

"Oh, right. Sorry, I just didn't remember you at first." Brandon Smith was someone I knew from college. We did not really hang out much. He had zero contact with Charles, so I had nothing to worry about. "Why are you here? Do you go to college here too?" I asked. Brandon grinned, his eyes twinkling. "I'm a researcher at this college." "Wow, that's cool," I said. "It's so unexpected to see you again. I thought I'd never find you after you got married and then just vanished. I tried to find out what happened to you, but there was no luck."

They started clapping and laughing. My eyes traded to Soren Stefan on the floor. “What does he have to do in any of this? Let him go and face me.” “Oh, you mean him? I don’t know but Aiden's father said that he has to go too.” the entire Kesington family were also on it? Then she opened the lighter and dropped it on the floor. “Bye, sister.” She said and ran out of the room. I didn’t understand what she did until I saw two gas cylinders beside Soren. There was also a liquid on the floor coming from outside. It smelt like petrol. My eyes went wide and I kept struggling to release myself ignoring the pains I was feeling.

He took a step forward, as if to protest—but I met his eyes with steady silence. Then, with cold finality, I said: "Never show yourself to me again."

My heart was killing me at the moment, I couldn't breathe. Albert opened his eyes, smiled at me then heaved a sigh before planting a kiss on my forehead. "One. Nine-eleven attacks." My forehead furrowed. What did he mean by one? He kissed the tip of my nose, "Two. Mozilla Firefox," I gasped. I let my brain backtrack from what he was saying. He kissed my cheeks. "Three. Ousting SH. Four, F******k."

“Don’t worry. This time, no one’s going to bully you ever again.” A few days later, Caleb brought me to a high-profile charity gala, and for the first time in a long while, I ran into Matteo.

Her greatest dream had been to stand on the stage of the Global Jewelry Design Competition. Now, I finally had the chance to fulfill that dream for her. In the airport lounge, my son, Leo, sat on a sofa scrolling through his iPad. A news report was playing on the screen about Corleone's recent brutal suppression of rival gangs. Leo let out a cold snort, his young face full of disdain. "So that's the scumbag who bullied Mommy back then? He's not even as handsome as I am." After the plagiarism scandal, Lilia had publicly apologized through tears and managed to win back some of her followers.

However, she quickly regained her composure and said, “T-That’s just a lie they made up, right? We all know Samantha can’t get pregnant.” Shawn continued. “I had Mr. Moore check. When you were a child, you placed a sharpened pencil on her chair and caused her injury. After that, she could never have children again.” I froze. Shawn’s words brought back painful memories that I could not suppress. It had happened before my parents had given up on me. The pencil had punctured my uterus and had caused severe bleeding. The doctor had told us that it would be very hard for me to conceive.

After everything they did to me, saying sorry could never begin to cover it up. What they inflicted on me was real, irreversible pain. I turned and walked away without hesitation. No matter how long they knelt behind me and begged for forgiveness, I did not look back. The next day, the news reported that there had been a massive fire at a remote villa on the outskirts of the city, with two men and one woman found dead. The men were quickly identified as Jeremy and Grant. The woman was confirmed to be Jessie, who had been missing for years. It was said that when her body was discovered, every bone in her body was dislocated, as if she had suffered prolonged abuse before death.