No Going Back Novel Novels & Stories

My wealth began to snowball, growing rapidly. … One year later. On an ordinary afternoon, I drove aimlessly through the city. By some twist of fate, I returned to that familiar intersection. I did not get out. I parked, peering through the tinted windows, quietly observing. Cars streamed by as crowds surged past. Students in uniforms walked across the crosswalk, laughing and teasing in small groups. Sunlight spilled over their young faces, filling them with hope and dreams for the future. I suddenly understood that the one who died in prison in my previous life was not truly my past self.

"I don't think he was thinking straight." I stayed silent and forced down the emotions that had risen inside me. There was no shock or revelation but only a quiet peace. What Edward and I had was already buried. It was left in the past, and there was no turning back.

I nodded, my gaze also focused beyond the car window. The scenes outside blurred as tears teetered on my lids. Silence settled heavily in the car as we traveled back toward Palo Alto. It seemed that despite all our progress, in one stupid move I’d sent us back to the beginning. With each mile, my posture remained rigid, unchanged despite the chaos of thoughts and emotions within me. Oddly, I found a strange comfort in falling back on my upbringing. When we were over halfway back toward my apartment, Nox's words shattered the stillness but did little to ease the tension. “Take Miss Collins back to the hotel.”

I walked slowly but with determination on each of my steps. I got out of the hotel, walking aimlessly until I reached the main street. At first, I searched for a cab that would drive me back home, but decided against it. I don’t want to go back to my empty apartment. Going back to my apartment would only force me to wait for someone who I was sure would not come back. Oliver must be very happy to be reunited with his girl. He must have forgotten about the charity case called Veronica Miller. I reached a pedestrian crossing and decided to cross, but the strap of my sandals came out undone. Absent-mindedly, I bent to fix it.

I said and he slowly let go off my arm, I didn't bother looking back till I left the mansion I won't make the mistake of letting someone break my heart again. *NOTICE: Guys this is now The Book 2 Of After Divorce I Became A Zillionaire, from now we are going to be seeing more of the children's pov, it's more like a sequel but it's still under the same book and this sequel is more of Montana and Lily with the triplet, let me know what you guys think on the comment section, follow me hit the follow button and vote for this book, love you guys*

He stared at it in concern while she shrugged his worry away. "Oh! It's just a little burn. Don't worry about it." Reaching out his hand, he took hold of her wrist and headed to a room. "Let's go. Get your wounds dressed." "Huh?" She had started writing her romance novel's first draft on her laptop. She started the first chapter by noting the incidents that happened to her as a medium. While writing, she reached a moment in the story that forced her to think. "When Gu Wei started applying ointment to Mao's bruised hand, she..."

Higher and higher the ship climbed. The city shrinking gently below. Not disappearing. Never disappearing. Just becoming larger in a different way. I stood at the rail and looked down. At the Hall. At the river. At the lantern tree. At home. Every memory seemed visible at once. Every chapter. Every loss. Every reunion. Every impossible thing. The city waved. Thousands of people. Thousands of stories. Thousands of reasons to return. Beside me, Noah wiped tears from his face. Openly. No shame.

🌌 ⸻ Nox slowly stepped forward. Golden eyes glowing. ✨ ⸻ Then he said the words that changed everything. ⸻ “That’s why I came back.” ⸻ “Because if we don’t stop it…” ⸻ “There won’t be any story left to save.” ⸻ 😱😱😱 ⸻ End of Chapter 35 🖤 To Be Continued…

He said as if he already knew that nothing was behind him. "Shit. Oh, there's a rat!" She pointed down the floor to trick him when there was no rat. "Fuck! W-where? Where is it?" The man jumped and climbed on the table out of fear. Kathilyn quickly scrambled and ran as fast as she could out of the shabby room and away from the abandoned building. She kept running until she arrived at a bus stop that was crowded with people and took a bus to meet her fiance. "I'm saved... I didn't think I would manage to leave. They wouldn't chase me here, right?" She breathed out in relief and finally stayed calm

Ella’s POV The London fog didn't just sit outside the bookstore; it seemed to have seeped into my very marrow. Isadora Blackwood stood there, a specter of a life I had amputated without anesthesia, her eyes reflecting the same storm-tossed grey as the Thames. "I’m not going back, Isadora," I said, my voice as flat and cold as the coins in the register. "There is no 'home' to go back to. There is a mausoleum filled with people who share a name. That’s it."