News Of The World Novel Novels & Stories

ONLY ONE WAY TO FIX THIS ELARA’S POV By the time I get home, the news is everywhere. My phone does not stop ringing. Messages keep coming in one after another, from social media, news websites, blogs. My name is everywhere in the news. I sit on my bed, scrolling through my phone as I read another headline. "WHITMORE COMPANY HEIRESS SPENDS NIGHT WITH MYSTERIOUS BILLIONAIRE.” “MARRIAGE COMPANY HEIRESS SPENDS NIGHT WITH MYSTERIOUS BILLIONAIRE.”

He hands me the book and I look it over before opening it. “I think this will be of some help to you, I can help you with focus and direction.” I look at a few pages of the book, it has detailed accounts and explanations on how to fulfil different ‘desires’. It shows intricate symbols, circles and some of the symbols look like they are glowing. “What language is this?” Zylith asks and I look up at her. “What do you mean, it’s English.” Sure some of the words were difficult and new but Zylith was far from dull.

But little did I know that this day would be like no other, that it would unravel my world in ways I never anticipated. After dressing up, I make my way to the kitchen and grab a cup of coffee. As I sip the steaming liquid, I absentmindedly pick up my phone and open the news app. And there, in bold letters, I see a headline that sends shockwaves through my entire being. "Julie Files Molestation Case Against Michael: Sudden Success Blinds Businessman." My heart pounds in my chest, the words on the screen blurring before my eyes. Reporters are shown on the news, discussing my alleged misconduct, insinuating that my recent business success has corrupted me. I feel like I'm drowning in a sea of

The one that starts at my face and works outward and has never once been only about the baby even when we were both pretending it was. "Coffee," he says. Decaf, already made. I take it. "Rosamund?" I ask. "Not yet," he says. "Forty minutes." I look at the counter. The news alert from last night has become twelve news alerts. The story picked up overnight. Human media running with "supernatural conspiracy" in the way human media runs with things that are strange enough to generate clicks without being specific enough to require verification. Our names are not in it yet.

Over breakfast actual good food, fresh fruit, coffee that didn't taste like industrial cleaning solution I started to feel more grounded in reality. This was my life now. Not a cell, not isolation, not counting down days. Just normal life. Family breakfasts. Children asking about homework. Von reading the news on his tablet. Normal. The news, of course, was all about me. BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS ALIVE: Inside the Conspiracy That Faked Her Death MARISSA CASTELLANO SPEAKS: "I'm Grateful This Nightmare Is Over" FEDERAL CORRUPTION EXPOSED: 68 Arrests in Trafficking Network Takedown

I might realize I had just started a war I wasn't equipped to fight. The penthouse was silent when we returned, save for the hum of the city below. I kicked off my boots in the foyer and marched straight to the living room, collapsing onto the sofa. I didn't turn on the TV. I didn't change out of my coat. I pulled out my phone. I needed to see it again. I opened T*****r. I opened G****e News. I opened every tabloid site I could think of and read the headlines over and over. I read the press release until the words blurred.

I recalled last night fondly—Leona entertaining us with her questions and the three of us talking about everything and nothing. “John dropped the second article this morning,” Josephine said to me, “the article made global news.” “Global news?” I asked. “The whole world is talking about it,” Josephine said, “it did not help that he announced he was hosting a charity gala for those struggling with kidney problems just an hour before the article dropped.” I pulled out my phone and searched for it. It was not hard to find since it was trending anyway. The title of the article read: The Daughter The World Doesn't Know About

"It's just… flying that far is gonna take forever. What if we die from the heat before we even get there?" I sighed. "Forget it. Maybe I should just call Raven and try to work with her." Before Blazewing could answer, I picked up my phone and dialed her number. Her voice came sharp and mocking. "What, can't handle the heat anymore? Finally coming to beg me?" I quickly explained, "The temperature's rising all over the world. The glaciers at the South Pole are probably gone by now. You've seen how much it's been raining lately." "So what? What's that got to do with me?" she shot back, totally indifferent.