Novel 24 Novelas e Histórias

From the tattered dress, realization hit Casen that I was lost in the flames, never to be back again. As despair swallowed him as a whole, Casen pushed everybody out of the way and dashed straight to the cold waves. “Wait for me, Bonnie!” “Don Moretti!” Tyler bolted ahead and locked his arms around Casen, desperately pulling him back. Amid the struggle, Casen’s body gave out as he hadn’t eaten or drunk in days. The sheer weight of grief and exhaustion broke him. His body went limp, and his consciousness faded to black on the cold sandy beach.

Trigger Warning This book contains numerous controversial subjects that may trigger or upset some readers including detailed scenes of death, violence, sexual content, kidnapping, sexual abuse, war, mentions of abortion, possible miscarriage, cheating, and LGBTQ+ relationships. Viewer discretion advised! *** Frey I've heard of she-wolves that were left to fend for themselves after discovering that they were pregnant.

“Never. Marcus was sick from the minute he was born. As the boys grew, Marcus became sicker, so I moved the family to the country, hoping it would cure his aliment. It didn’t. I kept Matthew away from Marcus, mainly because I didn’t want the boys to become close and have Matthew mourn his twins’ death when it finally happened. Soon, I took Matthew and moved to London to prepare him for his title. His mother died and Marcus lived with his grandmother. It was during those years when his body finally failed and took his life.” Although the story was sad, familiarity nudged at her memory. Where had she heard this tale before? If she wasn’t mistaken, the sad story sounded so much like… She gasped

the guy replied, with a hint of laughter in his voice. Preoccupied with my self-indulgence, I was powerless to stop Finn leaving, my body was raging, shuddering under every stroke of my finger. I heard Finn leave the room, and the door close quietly behind him. I then heard the strangers shoes tap on the floor as he approached the bed, and my heart felt like it was going to leap from my chest. I felt so conflicted, my body felt alive with power and ecstasy, but my mind was still my own. What the fuck is this guy? I thought as I felt his leg brush up against mine, and another pulse flew through my body, making me moan out again.

How could everything change from the color rainbow and sunshine to a massive dark and sad downpour of unforgiving rain? One minute, he had arranged a surprise dinner for them after his grandfather's funeral; the next, he received a call that his vacation house was blown up to pieces and none of them survived, only some scattered pieces of his state and his men and Catherine's corpses. He had never been in grief like that, even when his grandfather died, but losing her, it was a sort of grief that was so tremendous and dark, it was a kind of sorrow and regret that made him wish he had died with her and their unborn child. It was more than painful, and just like now, he had never been bothered

Vivienne stepped into the elevator and let the doors slide shut with a soft ding. Another night bleeding into morning. The signed acquisition papers weighed heavy in her bag, but she felt nothing. Just the familiar numb buzz of getting shit done. She hit the button for the lobby and leaned back against the wall, already scrolling through tomorrow’s calendar on her phone. Floor 34 down to 22. Nothing new. The doors opened on 22 and he slipped in. Noah.

On top of that, when he saw that Vivian got burned by a stray ember, he completely lost his cool. Because of what happened, he locked me in a room all by myself, cutting off all the electricity. Ever since I was abandoned, I had been terrified of the dark. In the past, I had him to keep me company. Even after he grew distant, I still had a dim, yellow night light as my only solace through the endless nights. But in that enclosed, windowless room, I spent an entire night in absolute darkness. Finally, I fainted. The next day, when I was allowed to leave the room, I crawled out pathetically.

I did not say anything during the entire thing and just watched her quietly as she put on her show. I wanted to know just how sincere she was during our seven years of friendship. By the looks of it, I was too naive and mistook this venomous viper for a harmless pet. That was why I ended up dying so tragically in the previous cycle. “That’s fine. If you can’t help me, someone else will.” I did not stop smiling and dialed a number. The moment the call went through, the person on the other end asked anxiously, “Miss Nelson, have you managed to contact Joy?”

I creased my brows as if it took me some effort to recall. "Oh…" I suddenly gasped in realization, deliberately letting myself trail off before flashing an innocent smile. "So that was you—I'm so sorry, but like you said, it happened twenty years ago. It was so long ago that I've forgotten it. See, as I've accomplished so much important research work day after day, who has time to remember such… trivialities?"

It was the beginning of spring. The sun shone brightly and the sky was so clear that it felt like magic. Birds chirped as they flew through the sky, with a melody so sweet it was hypnotizing. After stepping out of the luxurious black car, James slowly walked up the path to Mina's house, carrying his small panda bag on his shoulders and looking down at the vibrant wildflowers that had burst into bloom along the path. The little puppy had already scurried to Mina's door, feeling a sense of comfort and relief at the prospect of returning home.