No More Drama Book Novels & Stories

She had given me so much, yet I had never even realized it. I also only realized Sebastian had wanted to steal Sienna from me when someone exposed the video of him almost choking Sienna to death. I lost it and fought with Sebastian. We had not spoken since. That was also when I learned that Eva had been part of his plan as well. He had wanted Sienna and I to break up from the very beginning. Thankfully, Sienna did not end up choosing him either. After that, I started drinking day and night. Eva and her relatives took over the company, but I did not care. Only alcohol could numb me, and only in my dreams could I see Sienna again. I missed her so much.

Drake’s eyes lit up when he saw the book, the blazing orange was hard to look at but was mesmerizing all the same, “The path of the one and the end of the thirteen, I never thought I would get to see it,” “You can be the one to translate, I never was good with enochian,” Ellie said with a smile as she slid the book to the entrancing Dragon-shifter, “So, you're really going to give us a history lesson, right now?” questioned Valaria as her amethyst eyes darted between Drake and Ellie,

What kind of husband's leaves his wife after marriage, I even prepared for him, well maybe because he has alot to do, no need working myself up because of him, I still have two month before I head to college. We can make it work, picking up a book from the shelf, titled pedigree by Winnie, I really love African drama, always gives me that vibes I can't find in any other book, half way through it and I am dozing off on my pillow.

There was no cure anyway, so whatever felt good, right? Dianna sighed and clicked back to the latest blog she’d been reading. Man About Town was the closest competitor to The but reading it made Dianna feel dirty. They might aim the Playbook at men, but it wasn’t full of damaging male vitriol. Mason was right, The Playbook was the best option for Paper Now she just had to find a way to work with Jack without stabbing him in the throat.

It was all about the good juju, after all. Mari’s father gives thanks for the supper, and had the nerve to ask whoever god he believes in for more favors. He even asked for blessings for the less fortunate. And when he gave thanks for having me as a soon-to-be new member of the family, I heard her snicker softly. I didn't know if Gian heard it. If he did, he ignored her. I peeked with one eye open through my lashes and saw that she's still got her eyes closed, her long lashes skirting her top cheeks. I squeezed her hand lightly, letting her know I was still in the room and like expected, she didn't squeeze back. I felt my jaw tense. I didn't know where it came from, but the play she's been d

𝑫𝑶𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑫𝑨𝑫𝑫𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 – 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 1 Intro: Twenty three year old Aurelia Moreau is dumped by her boyfriend through a three line text message after six months of swallowing his lies and forgiving his wandering hands. The realization of how much shame and nonsense she had tolerated made something inside her crack, not dramatically but it was loud enough to let the dark in. She doesn’t cry after the breakup, She doesn’t beg either instead she dresses up Seeking escape from her own flawed reality. She wanders into a dimly lit jazz bar, hoping for nothing more than a temporary distraction.

I was used to seeing her as soon as I opened my eyes, used to cooking the dishes she liked, used to seeing her after a shower wearing my shirt. At the same time, I knew Cordelia had only married me because I resembled her first love. While I was distracted, I accidentally knocked into a book. A diary fell from a corner of the shelf. It was faded, but its quality and the frequency with which its owner had read it were obvious. I knew I shouldn't read someone's private thoughts, but my hand opened it before I could stop myself. It was Cordelia's secret crush diary. And inside it was a photo of me from college.

With trembling hands, I tried to wipe it off, but only smeared more blood. I could faintly make out the words on one page: "May Brenda be safe and sound. Grandma loves you." This was never just some old notebook. Tears fell without warning. Everything hurt - my brow, my palms. But the worst pain was in my chest. I turned my head, quietly looking at the man. It felt like a weight had been lifted. In a calm voice, I said, "Jake, I won't love you anymore." I hired a lawyer to draft a new agreement to dissolve the engagement.

"Cut the crap. Just say what you need to say." Anger flared in her eyes, but she forced it down. "The West family has been hit with one crisis after another. I've been running nonstop these past few days, but there's no way out." "That's great news." I clapped slowly, smiling. Her expression darkened. "What…? Matt, the situation is worse than it was years ago. At most, I can hold out for two more days before I lose everything and drown in debt. Help me. Turn off the anti-system device."

my mother said, "don't call me Mom again." The room went quiet. I drew a breath and nodded. "Okay." They all relaxed. They thought I had finally been pushed back into place. I went to my room and pulled out my old leather design sketchbook. Bianca called craft pointless, and Luca told me to learn casino accounting instead, so I spent years studying shell companies, contracts, ledgers, and clean ways to move dirty money. I worked hard, but no one truly saw me. They only saw that I was not Bianca. For more than twenty years, I had been shoved into a life that never belonged to me.